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 "Mary is going to chapel, And what takes her there, do you guess? Her sweet little duck of a bonnet, And her new second-hand silk dress."

"We went to Church one Sunday, But felt we had no right there; For it's only a place for the grand folk Who come in a carriage and pair.

"And I laughed out loud,—it was shameful! But Fanny said, Oh, what lives! He must have been clever, the rascal, To manage seven hundred wives!"

"Suppose we play Hunt-the-Slipper?" "We can't, there's the crinoline"—"Phew! Bother it, always a nuisance!" "Hoop-de-dooden-doo!"

"I think I've seen all the girls here, About a thousand, or more; But none of them half so pretty As our own loving four."