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"fin Invitation." Afy Dcar Miss T--.' In the silent recesses of a lonely room sits a solitary personage. While in this strange solitude his mind, keeping time with the tick of the clock, is pondering: Shall I? Shall I? Shall I? But he finally falls into a reverie and utters to his muse the following words: My dear MissT--, How would it be, If yon and me Should both agree That we would eat S0111e turkey meat; And with its feet Our friends we'd greet. Not right away, I wish to say; But if we may Thanksgiving day? Why need I wr-ite 'Neath 'Iectric light, Since SOOI1 by right It parlor night. 194
