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paid a couple of thousand when she
could have got them, for a song, and I
had them stained mahogany color to
disguise them. I can t imagine why.
unless she was --afraid somebody
would take them awayfrom her. And
we've realized in all, seventeen thou
sand out of her things, and, best of
all, she left a letter authorizing Dor
othy to sell -everything and "
All I have to say is, if Dorothy had
been as clever as she was cunning,
she could have got me instead of Jim
(A Deep Sea Chantey.)
By Berton Braley.
The wind may blow, the cobbers roll
In billows mountain high,
But tempests never daunt my soul.
I care not no, not I!
The straining ropes, the creaking
The shrieking of the angry blast,
The sky with black clouds overcast,
They only make me cry,
"For what, indeed, care I?"
What though upon the reeling deck
The frightened sailors cling,
What though the captain fear a
At every lurch and swing,
The wrathful seas, the ripping sail,
The water, tumbling o'er the rail,
They cannot make ME faint or pale,
But merrily I sing
"I'm happy as a king!"
I care not for the winds that roar
Or billows mountain high,
The breakers on a rocky shore
Mean 'naught to such as I!
They cannot do much harm to me
Who live a thousand miles from sea;
Let combers comb and waves run
I'm landed high and dry,
"" Aud what the deuce caic I?
I was importuned for a loan of a
few pounds, old chap, by a plausible
looking individual who gave me pro
fuse assurances of his early ability
to repay with interest. On inquiring
of a friend as to the chap's financial
standing, Iceived the subjoined
verdict as to Ills fiduciary stability:
"In debt? Say, that guy put tha
letter o in the alphabet. His credit'n
as good as a long-deceased tripe, and
he eats dead beets for every meal.
The bill-sharks are always slinking
around his shack, warbling come
across serenades, and in every mail
he gets a dozen" requests to dig,
cough, dgliyer, fork over, pony and
clatter through with some kale seeds.
Don't let him put the-bee gn you for
a gitt take it from me!"
in England the wages of the min
ers had been forced upward about
37 per cent m from sis to eight
months. -. ..
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