Too early, of course! How provoking! I told Ma just how it would be. I might as well have on a wrapper, For there isn't a soul here to see. There! Sue Delaplaine's pew is empty,...
"Sign the petition!" "Write my name!" "She said, ask me!" oh, she's fooling; Where do you think a girl like me Could find the time for so much schooling? Why, I've been here since I was eight or so...
What has become of the children all? How have the darlings vanished? Fashion's pied piper, with magical air, Has wooed them away, with their flaxen hair And laughing eyes, we don't know where,...
The lights blaze high in our brilliant rooms; Fair are the maidens who throng our halls; Soft, through the warm and perfumed air, The languid music swells and falls. The "Seventh" dances and flirts to-night...