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The Disconsolate

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Parent Issue
Day
27
Month
February
Year
1863
Copyright
Public Domain
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BY INVISIBLE. I never loved a blue-eyed maid, (Sweet angel of this World belmv) But, wlieu tlie question I dd pop. She'd slap my ears and tell mo " xo ! " I never bought some apples nico, And thought I liad a bargain got ; But, ere I used them half away, The tamal things were sure to kot. I never did a bank note fair F rom bonost debtor gently take, But, 'hen the " monoy crisis " carne, That very bank was sure to isrkaií. I never held a piece of bread, All nicely spread with butter o'er, But when it ilropped, 'lúas sure lo fall With buttered side upon the floor. " So evor thus, from cliildhood's hour, I'vo seen my fondest hopea decay ; " G:ils, apples, raoney, buttered bread, Would charm me, and then flee away.

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Subjects
Old News
Michigan Argus