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Waipawa Mail, Volume XIII, Issue 2499, 30 August 1890, Page 5 (Supplement)

HER ROSE JAR. Within its depth* a season’s roses li© Faded and shrivelled, but in spices rare They have been smothered with the tend reel As Egypt’s’ Pharaohs were in years gone by. Take off the cover and sweet odotTva r:se. The fragrant breath of “Mermete,” “Jacques” and “ Nells”— She cannot keep them down with oil her seals, These ghost* of a whole winter*? memories. One rose if mi.-iiipr, a Rveat l iir La >'rnm-e. »Twas stolen, she remembera, ut that hall Where the poor thief who recklessly asked aH Got only this. He never had a chance— With all the others could she think of him? Put on the lid and study tho design Wrought iu pale tints, but specially that line Of aimle«6 Cupids circling round the brim. A'at* Washington. Kusptoxanuc is a loug world, sad it takes a long purs.' to distinguish it from thief.