PRIZE WINNERS.
We played progressive euchre The livelong winter through. She was a skilful player, And I was lucky, too. Our luck gave rise to envy, And us together drew, Whereat - since she was charming— I murmured not. Would you 1 So, when the playing ended, Each night she took my arm, And, acting as her escort, I yielded to love’s charm. A year now we’ve been married, And, much to our surprise. Somehow we both keep thinking We won the booby prize.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue XVI, 19 October 1895, Page 504
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83PRIZE WINNERS. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue XVI, 19 October 1895, Page 504
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