I am not married, but I see
No life so pleasant as my own;
I think it's good for man to be
Alone.
Some marry not who once have been--
A curious process--crossed in love,
Who find a life's experience in
A glove;
Or else will sentimental grow
At recollections of a dance;
But, luckily for me, I've no
Romance.
Of course I know "love in a cot,"--
The little wife who calls you "hub,"--
But I'm content whilst I have got
My Club.
In some fine way, I don't know how,
Some fool, some idiot, who lacks
A grain of sense, proposes now
A tax.
A Tax on Bachelors! Ah, well,
If this becomes the law's decree,
I cheerfully shall pay the _L._
_S.D._,
Quite happy with my single lot,
Convinced beyond a doubt that life
Is just worth living it you've not
A wife.
(A LITTLE LATER.)
[Illustration]
I'll sing exaltedly no more,
But sadly in a minor key
Will tell what fortune had in store
For me.
I rather think, the other day,
That someone asked, "Should women woo?"
I'll answer that without delay--
They do!
She came--I foolishly was glad--
She took me captive with a glance,
Of course I never really had
A chance.
And when she bent her pretty head
To ask the question, I confess
That what at once with joy I said
Was "Yes."
She says our wedding is to be
On Monday--quite a swell affair.
My wife and I shall hope to see
You there.
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"IS THIS THE HEND?"
The following, headed _Scottish Leader_, was sent to us as a
quotation:--
"The Duke of FIFE has sold the estate of Eden, near Banff,
to Mr. THOMAS ADAM, Deputy Chairman of the Great North of
Scotland Railway Company."
If the above information be correct, this transfer of "Eden" to "ADAM"
looks uncommonly like "Paradise Regained."
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