Love me, lady!
My hair is gray;
When round comes pay-day
I cannot pay.
My corns are awful,
My prospects shady,
I want a comforter:
Love me, lady!
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NOTES OF ADMIRATION.--Love letters.
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[Illustration: "THERE IS A TIE THAT BINDS US TO OUR HOMES"]
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[Illustration: _He._ "I can't understand Phyllis rejecting me last
night."
_She._ "Never mind. You'll soon get over it."
_He._ "Oh, _I_'ve got over it right enough; but I can't help feeling so
doosid sorry for _her_. I shan't ask her again!"]
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[Illustration: "A NIGHT OF IT"
_Young Wife_ (2 A.M.). "Dinner at the Albion! the theatre! and supper
and a rubber at the club! Well, Henry, I wonder you did not go to all
the places of amusement in London, and (_sobbing_) not come home all
night!"
_Henry._ "My dear, all th' other places shu' rup!!"]
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[Illustration: SENSE AND SENSIBILITY