A Domestic Picture

AikI so ai - Gillill jwer , I cnnnot lave the shawl ! You say it is not in j'our power:" of cuurse. sir. not a', all: - Bul you can tliode vile eigars. Añil :iy your club ms vil - Now don't come near uiel O my star, How strong your breatli does sraell! Don t tell me, Mr. Giliiflower, ' l'was business niacio you stav Last nighl, to sncS n n-okN-93 liour - I kiiów yon wiini at. plav: And nller that yuu supil und qunffed - "Nut true ' - olí liiiivoly said I Tlu'ii why require t lint, seidlitz dr.iught Befo: e you Klt your b-íd? I tfll yo" plftinly, Gilliflower, I cannot buar 1 1 1 i s long; I nin a lily in t lie eliower Of ymir earth beating wrong Yo hale rr.e - nav, I know you do- Tiu wisli tlint I wrre dead: That gigifliiig niirx in roynl tilue Ocliuni; has turned your head "I'm niving!" Mi'. Gilliflower ƒ do not lave witli wine; Long cruiliies can overpower Even firraer lieurts than niincl yts! whiètle. jeer me, mnke a din - You "do not wish t.o jer" - Then whíit portenda tlie sneering gria That spreads trom ear to ear'( I cannot buy a mantle now. A ribbon or a lm:.et, But, when the bilí coinés h?me, you vow I'vespcnt, a fortune OB it. This cannot laat,- and. na }-o wiah, On die ciinsideration. I do not carc liow fast. y u push The bilí for sej.arntionl What! 'I n:ay have the shnwl," you eny! Noy really trulv 1? A thousand wielced cach day Wlun liot with an.'i r say 1 Forgive nu', dear each tooüsh word - Nay. kiss me, love - I will; You are the gentleat. kindest lord That ever paid n bilí!