She
yawned, she hinted, went to sleep,
And still he did not go;
He
shrank from entering the night,
Because he loved her so.
He
heard a noise, the back porch creaked,
“Burglars,” he gasped; but she
Awoke
and said, “the milkman’s step,
Is quite well=known to me.”
March
30, 1895
Pub.
in B. courier,
May
19, 1895
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