S.A.,
But furriners?
FRANK TOURTELLOT EASTON.
_Brunonian_.
~Ballade of Laura's Fan.~
It was never imported from France
With a dainty Parisian frou-frou,
Nor upon it do bull-fighters prance,
As only the Spaniards can do.
It was stencilled by no one knows who,
Yet _I'd_ give all my coupons and rents
For that one precious keepsake from you--
The fan that cost $0.63.
On the staircase we sat out a dance,
Or twenty, for all that I knew;
At times on the bliss of my trance
The breath of the roses stole through.
But redder than rose-petals grew
Your cheeks, at my swift compliments;
So the softest of breezes it blew--
The fan that cost $0.63.
It all seemed like a fairy romance,
Below us the laughter and mu-
Sic, while now and again, such a glance
As is given on earth but to few
From the depths of your eyes, fond and true,
Set me dreaming of all their contents,
Till I woke,--something hid them, from view,--
The fan that cost $0.63!
ENVOY.
My queen, for your favor I sue;
If your heart through my pleading relents,
To your feelings pray send me one clue--
The fan that cost $0.63.
_Harvard Lampoon_.
~Apparent.~
When I questioned young Smithson, a short time ago,
Why no longer he courted Miss B.,
He looked at me strangely, and smiled just a bit--
"The reason's a parent!" cried he.
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