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By chance there came along the broad highway
A cavalier, who, as he passed,
Spying the sleeping beggar where he lay,
A heavy purse of gold did cast
Beside the sleeper's head.
The mendicant awoke from his day-dreams
And sadly breathed a tearful sigh
To think his wealth returned to radiant beams;
But when the silk purse caught his eye,
He blessed Dame Fortune fervently,
To find it true instead.
HIS SUMMER FLIRTATION
TT was a cold, dismal night in early winter, with a thick snow
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driving wildly. I was on my way from the gymnasium to
my room, and was just passing the front of Old Main when
a voice floated down from the upper air.
" /lo 1 Stacey," it said.
" Well," I shouted, " what is it ?"
" Come up, will you ?"
"All right," I said, "in a moment."
smooth limestone steps at the entrance.
" Where have you been keeping yourself, anyhow ?" asked
Wersand, as I noisily kicked the snow from my shoes and sank
into the depths of his cosiest chair.
"everywhere in general and nowhere in particular," I replied,
lazily. "Why., what's the harm ?"
" Oh, none," he reassured me.
since we've had a social confab."
"An exchange of gossip, you mean, I suppose," I inter-
j ected .
" Well, no; not exactly that."
" Reminiscences, then," I said, lightly,
" That's more to the point," he assented.
His Summer Flirtation
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