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'TWAS EVER THUS.
BY HENRY S. LEIGH.
I never rear'd a young gazelle
(Because, you see, I never tried);
But, had it known and loved me well,
No doubt the creature would have died.
My rich and aged uncle JOHN
Has known me long and loves me well,
But still persists in living on--
I would he were a young gazelle!
I never loved a tree or flower;
But, if I _had_, I beg to say,
The blight, the wind, the sun, or shower,
Would soon have wither'd it away.
I've dearly loved my uncle JOHN
From childhood to the present hour,
And yet he _will_ go living on--
I would he were a tree or flower!
MISS MALONEY ON THE CHINESE QUESTION.
BY MARY MAPES DODGE.
Ovh! don't be talkin'. Is it howld on, ye say? An' didn't I howld on
till the heart of me was clane broke entirely, and me wastin' that
thin ye could clutch me wid yer two hands. To think o' me toilin'
like a nager for the six year I've been in Ameriky--bad luck to the
day I iver left the owld counthry!--to be bate by the likes o' them!
(faix, and I'll sit down when I'm ready, so I will, Ann Ryan; and
ye'd better be listenin' than drawin' yer remarks).
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