The Panola weekly star. (Sardis, Miss.) 1882-18??, 1884-09-13
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Ah happy happy memsrleai
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Ncpwfy's threads Wy rehtIy pray"
There I icaf ! am getting m IN IN
"lniciis' stfalh u sentiment llufmh
f9f onf new correspondent, Inielis SHE
seen's ~ W. s%wonninR away mplcr the
Influence N q little moonshine and 10
mance Gue-a somc yellow haired Icfc.
miah ~ Adolpbas has declared cyorlssl.
Ing fidelity 10 lis own little dove. I.
know the symptoms I was very sorry,
indeed 10 hear Of the death u ne ~
ohr iitile hand "a
"so yonhg to ga from out lite's golden
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Into Tho darkness " land unknown
No young to leave eartl's friendships true
and tender,
To enter on al unricd world alone r.
MAY God blcss and comfort the bcrcaved
relatives and friends. What has become
Of all Of our old correspondents Some
Of them seem TO have ior-aken the col.
n entirely ; even our poet, EIncon.
nue, has left Ms ind, perhaps, from the
brilliant aud successful debut he made
here, has SCARED beyond even proud
Albion's constellatcd host of bards,"
where "woman's wicked influence" is
not "killing the morals Of men" Peace
TO u poet martyr! Crank, where are
YOU at that We never have n word from
YOU? II seems that ! have a soft little
place in the 'sunlit chambers" Of my
heart for you but-but oh, Crank, You
cant take a hint All Louie, Louie !
why doubt me when | nm ~ true to thee
M the needle to the magnetic pole? No
"going back in Polly would that she
could pour n little medicinal balm on
your heart and heal the wounds made
by 'crucl ~neglect's" hand. Have | II
soft, sweet place in my heart for you ?
Docs the sun rise in the East ? Useless
absurdily to ask such a question, when
my heart beats but for thee" There !
Louie
81 meant TO keep that secret,
I'm my bosom always hid
For | never meant to tell you
That loved you-but ! did"
Billy, ] must congratulate You on your
last nice letter ! admire your strain Of
sentiment il hasn't so much Of the
buttcrfly-and-daisy nonsense about II.
Come again. The mountaineering Nelly
Bly, seems To delight in Wrapping her
bittcrs NJ In sugar-plums and tossing
them at 'Jhc Dcasonvilliies. Why so,
fair Nelly Is il true in your casc that
"women love while they upbraid ?" Ny
friend, you might as well make up your
mind 10 take US "for better or worse"
for We, like the girls beau, have the
knack Of holding on, and intend 10 hold
on to tl,is column Just MS long as II
stands, which I hope will be equal 10 the
years OF the primitive patriarclls. Come
down and see MS, Nelly we are civilized
people down this way and have several
'Appollos' Of the most perfect type in our
midst, which, perhaps, You may capt.
waite. ! think Milcotc already has d
I-would-ifI-could notion in that dircc-
ton, and by the time he returns from
college all rustling with half a dozen e.
commercial "sheep-skins" | guess h
will have no trouble in finding a host 81
queens TO sit IN the throne Of his nam
moth heart. Book-kccpcrs used to b,
the bean ideals Of excellence In my mind
but ] have no particular iayorites IN thai
line now, ] like them all-eycn thu
"D-o-Lls." Away with nonsense
naaa.,,.tl. Ga.s D.,