MISS F. B.

I rose to my feet with quivering knees, and my face went white as a

fresh-washed towel;

I had heard a war-cry I knew too well--'twas the murderous bellow of

Blue-nosed Owl!

SOC. CHAT. Nice fellow--I'm very fond of him--so fresh--capital

company--met him when I was over there, &c.

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