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"The moon--the moon, so silver and cold,

Her fickle teht and sunny--

But of all the lunar things that change,

The one that shows e

Is the moon--so called--of honey"--Hood

"My dear, will you kindly pour me a second cup of coffee? Not because

I really want it, you know, but entirely for the aesthetic pleasure of

seeing your pretty little hands pattering about the cups"

Lennox Sanderson, in a cri

Anna with the uised admiration from the other side of the

round table, that held their breakfast,--their first honey to pleaseblush

"Your husband? Ah, say it again; it sounds awfully good from you"

"So you don't really care for anythe cups How appreciative you are!" And there was a

reat elaboration the

pantoar and

crea the empty cup to Sanderson "It would