These are the letters she sent me- Sad little spendthrift of ink- Vowing her love to content me, Fifty times over, on pink. These aro my foolish old letters - A!l thafc I wrotc her - returned, Sh.ickled in duinty siïk fetters, Captives condenmed to be burned. Pleas for forgiveneíis or pity, Questions and t( nder replies, Missives inclined to bo witty, Dozens, and none of them wise. Btay I .1 f í-e'a a sensible! billet. A. i, 'i.f her ultimutü note: "We have been long cnough silly. Please return all that I wrote."