TIME TURNS THE TABLES.

Western Star, Issue 430, 26 March 1881, Page 2 (Supplement)

TIME TURNS THE TABLES.

Teh years ago, when she was tbn, I used to tease and scold.her * r -'! Idiked-hetoand she loved me then,; - »' tj 1 A bby,> aome fi ye years older, ; Bliked hejei; aheiwouldietohtmyhook,- '■’<} - -Bring. liffich;to streanthr! thicket };; ■ ,W]o«ldioUmy gun,- and bait myihooki; 0 geld for hours, at cricket.. 4 .> She’d mend my cap or find my whip, •/ Ah !-buthoya’-hearts ate stony-; I liked her rather less than ‘‘Gyp,” • ■•■.! And fa? less tlian.my pony. Shb loved me then, though Heaven knows ; whyj - , - : Small wopder she had hated, ; For scores of dolls she had ,to cry, Which I decapitated. , I tore her frocks, I mussed, her hair,. , galled-“red” the. sheen upon lit.; , Out hahing I wQdld eyen.dare , Catch .tadpoles in her. bonnet. WoUj novy, I expatiate my. crime—- . . The.Hemesis of,fables... . Cphiea after, years—^to. day. old. Time .. V ! t)h me has turned the tablek I’m twenty-fiye, . she’s, twenty now, ' Djurk-eyed, fair-cheeked and bonpy ; > , The curls are golden round her brow ;, ~ She smiles and calls'me “Johnny.” .' .’ i ' Of yore I used her,Christian name, But now, through fate or malice, Wheprshe’is can’t i^ame The letters that spell; “ Alice.” I, who could laugh at her and tease, ' Stond mlent now before her ; ‘ Dumb through the very wish to please—- ' A speechless, shy adorer; Or if she turns to me to speak, I’m dazzlbd by Her graces ; The hot blood rushes to my cheek ; I babble commonplaces. She’s kind and cool; ah, Heaven knows how T wish she blushed and faltered*! She likes me and I love her now : Ah me 1 how things Have altered I