A LAGGARD IN LOVE. “I give you a key to my heart,” said she; “ So come when you will and unlock it; Your key is just this” (and she offered a kiss), " Don’t let it wear holes in your pocket.” Two days flitted by ere I ventured to try My luck in that storehouse of blisses; I tried that new key she had given to me, But, lo! she rejected all kisses. “ You’re really so slow,” she yawned; " don’t you know. Or were you away on vacation? I knew your key’d rust, and—you don’t mind, I trust?— I’ve altered the combination.”
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Evening Star, Issue 15478, 28 April 1914, Page 8
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101Page 8 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Star, Issue 15478, 28 April 1914, Page 8
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