A Modern Coquette

Don't tons them all about eo, Sue, Y on know they're very dear to me ; Of course that ring is kuown to you ; ria the one I had f rom Harry Lee. Engagement ? Yes, of coursc, you goose 1 I wore that ring three years ago. I know I played him fast and loose, And- that bud is from poor Charley Snow. He gave it to me at the ball, I sighed, he said soine foolish things. I didn't care for him at all - But, Sue, how wel! he plays and singa ? And all the girle were crazy- thero ! Pull out that Jittlo blue rosette; It's tied with Joseph Stacey'ts hair; Poor boy ! ho wasn't in our 6et, I know I acted like a dirace, I met him of ten in the park ; He kissed rae, mind you, only once, And then it happened to be dark. Poor Joe, he went to India, and I was quite ill with vague regret, He wrote to ask me for my hand And said ho never should forget. That picture ie of Willie Lane, I met him at the Sulphur Springs, I'll never see him, Sue, again. Ah, flirtingoften sorrow brings. That locket was from Ned O'Hare, Dfar me, but didn't he look blue When I told him I didn't care For him ! You should have seen hiin, Sue, That book was from poor Harry Hays. I ehouldn't keep it, Sue, of conrso, For it makes me brood o'er those sad days, And fllls my heart with. vain remorse. That bracelet and that pretty book Were both from handsome Philip Roe, I was then engaged to Lawrence Cook, And had to teil poor Philip " No." That photo ? Tiich ooe do you mean ? This one of Stacej ? O, that other ; Sue, your jealouBy turn you green, Why, girl, the man is like my brother. She's gone ! I suppose she'a in deeu despair. Goodness ! how ehc slammed the "door ! Well, let her go, I do not care ; I'll only flirt with George the more. Her lover! well, what of that? He gave his picture just in fun, If ehe bows I mean to " cut her flat." I really can't see what I've done.