TO TRICKASTA.

A note of pain was sounded when you said

That we had better never meet again.

My nerves were shattered and my heart was lead--

A note of pain.

Far other had it been when down the lane

You graciously inclined your pretty head

To listen to me. Yes, I was insane

Enough to hope that one day we might wed,

Until your double-dyed deceit grew plain.

I like to think my letter was, when read,

A note of pain.

* * * * *

"SITTING ROOM ONLY."--The election of Sir L. LYELL

for Orkney and Shetland on Saturday last brought the General Election

to a conclusion. By this final result the House became quite full, if

not quite FULLERTON.

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