Ellis Parker Butler (Эллис Паркер Батлер)

Circumstantial Evidence

She does not mind a good cigar
  (The kind, that is, I smoke);
She thinks all men quite stupid are,
  (But laughs whene’er I joke).

She says she does not care for verse
  (But praises all I write);
She says that punning is a curse,
  (But then mine are so bright!)

She does not like a big moustache
  (You see that mine is small);
She hates a man with too much “dash,”
  (I scarcely dash at all!)

She simply dotes on hazel eyes
  (And mine, you note, are that);
She likes a man of portly size;
  (Gad! I am getting fat!)

She says champagne is made to drink;
  (In this we quite agree!)
And all these symptoms make me think
  Sweet Kate’s in love with me.

1. The Final Tax
2. To May
3. Jabed Meeker, Humorist
4. New England Magazine
5. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

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