"
Marget Malherb tossed her head,
"I fear no fairies' charms," she said--
For she'd new slippers she would wear
To show her lad the pretty pair,
Soft green leather, buckled red--
"I fear no fairies' charms," she said.
She drew them on and laughed in scorn,
And out she danced on Midmas Morn.
Nevermore was Marget seen;
But when her lover sought the green
A Fairy Ring was all he found--
A Fairy Ring on the weeping ground;
And by the hedge a flower grew,
Long and slender, filled with dew,
Green and pointed, ribboned red;
And still you'll find them as I've said.
And Marget comes, so gossips say,
To wear her shoes on Midmas Day.
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=The Gladiatorial Spirit.=
"Crossbie would have done better to have shot himself, but he gave
the ball to his partner."--_Provincial Paper_.
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"MILK PRICES UP.
HIGHER CHARGE TO MEET THE COST OF PETROL."
_Daily Paper_.
We always thought it was water that they used.
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BY TAKING "_PLUMPO_" TABLETS. THE SECRET OF STRENGTH AND BEAUTY]
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"Every woman may be beautiful"
Leonina Robinson
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