I Wonder.

Observer, Volume 9, Issue 529, 9 February 1889, Page 14

I Wonder.

Slip's the fairest little maiden In all the country round ; However so lone? or far you search, No fairer can be found. Her haiv is of the blackest, (And 1 always liked black) : It's tied up in a Psyche knot,! Or falls upon her back. Her eyes seem always merry,! No traco have they of sadness : If eyea are windows of the soul, Her soul is full of gladness. And then her mouth — a rosebud. To see it — perfect bliss is, It's just as sweet — well just as swaei, As sweet as her own kisses. Yes all the charms, she lias them, And others — scores and scores, I love, Hove, I love her— But I wonder if: she snores ?

A matter of some weight — proposing to a 200 pound widow. —A New York girl dropped dead a few claya us-o, two hours aiitev having 1 bosome engaged to be married. It is supposed she died from an attack of heart disease, brought on by joy. I his sad occurrence is an answer to the- conundrum, ' Why don't men marry r' They naturally ob^ct to having young women drop dead from joy, as tn© result oi' a marriage proposal. ■— ' Wasn't that a beautiful song that Mr Dallynote just ?an<? ? said a youujr man to Miss "Urightleig-h. ' Yes ; the soutf was pretty ._ And the O7ih i/fion: .■ v.-aifn'v. thu r,urii ; n charraiupr ." I bi'ii.-vo .so; ;,-,;: n occurs v> iiu that the most uloasiwi and effect ive reiraia tl.»ttl have noticed cliio ovyi)iri»''>'j;;;:.'T«d wne;t Mi .D:<Uynotedechnea to s'':^ any more.'