The Free Lance,
Breathes there a man with soul so great,
Who never to himself (?) has said,
As he stubbed his toe against the bed,
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“ CHE( E) CKMATED. ’ ’
In the parlor all alone,
They were playing chess,
He was shy, she was not,
That I must confess.
He was speaking of the game,
" Can I ‘ mate ’ you Bess ?’ ’
She said, “ This is so sudden,
But I suppose I must say—yes!”
NOT FULDY RECOGNIZED,
A college course a race course is
With a difference though ’tis said.
For those who trot the fastest pace
Come rarely in ahead.
DONE BROWN.
For college honors he had scorched
And on the gridiron roasted.
And though his comrades said, ” well done,"
At banquet he was toasted.
A-SEEIGHING.
We two were sleighing—Rosalie and I
In that gray twilight, ’neath a leaden sky;
The grim reflection of my hopes it seemed.
The conversation lagged; I sat and dreamed,
And held the reins.
With throbbing heart and stumbling tongue, I spoke
A moment—then through veiling clouds there broke
Each star in all the firmament, for she,
Without a word, glanced shyly up at me
— Exchange,
— Exchange.
— Exchange .
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