A Romance.

Southland Times, Issue 9165, 15 March 1886, Page 4

A Romance.

♦' Each day, bowing toward her politely, .- He wooed her with passion intense, Beprdving his little pet poodle,Itat barked at her cat through the fence. " I've a question to ask," he once murmured - *■ Will von be, little wotoan, my wife ? WittinonVltrat my poodle to love me, Tm. leading tco lonely a life " And her round, dimpled cheeks were like roses : ' , " Although I adore you," sighed she, M I never can marry you — never 1 . Tour dog'and my cat won't agree.' Mlt is true," he said, stroking his poodle ; , fßut then I've been thinking of that. You needn't distress yourself, darling, - For you can get rid of your cat.' - " What ? Part with my dear little Snowball? I never could do it ! ' she said. K You're cruel to ask it when you, love, Can give up your poodle instead. « But he knows how to carry a basket, He said, with a quivering lip t . ., w And he'll jump, through a hoop, and— l love ■■'" *.'•"; ■' him!-*" ;".■;'■"■■■''.■':."-■■" • • •'■ '. - ~". ■ ' : - ix^dn't/aispeiwewith poor Gypi? - Then you see how it is, dear," she nMded, " I see," he replied, 'it is Fate IV: « And, until they make up, dear," she added, v The"best thing, I'm Bure, ia to wait." So.=«ach.day,.bowing toward her ; politely, '"■ He wooes ncr ? with passion intense, Eeproving his httle:pet peodle, ■v.-" - That barks atfher cat through the fence 1 Christn\aß St. Nicholas.