  I. FROM MR. RUFUS FOX TO MISS BLANCHE GOOSE. The Fernwoods, Friday. Dear Miss Goose: Accept apologies profuse, For the abrupt and hasty way, In which I left you yesterday. I don’t know how I came to be So very rude, but then you see, I was just offering my arm, Appeared so suddenly, and so— Well, two is company, you know, While three—! Besides, ’twas getting late, So I decided not to wait. Yet, after all, another day Will do as well. What do you say? Can you contrive to dine with me To-morrow afternoon at three? Pray do, and by the hollyhocks Meet yours, sincerely, II. FROM MISS BLANCHE GOOSE TO MR. FOX. The Farmyard, Friday afternoon. Dear Mr. Fox, it seems so soon, You almost take my breath away! To-morrow? Three?—what shall I say? Nothing could charm me more—but, no— Alas! I fear I cannot go. Don’t think that I resent, I pray, Your hastiness of yesterday. It is not that. But if I went, Without my dear Mama’s consent, And she should somehow chance to hear, She would be dreadfully severe; And so, oh, dear! it is no use! Believe me, P. S.—On second thoughts, dear Fox, I’ll meet you by the hollyhocks, For if Mama but knew how kind You are, I’m sure she would not mind, To-morrow, then—we’ll meet at three; Don’t fail to be there. Yours, III.FROM MR. RUFUS FOX TO HIS COUSIN REYNARD. Friday. Dear Cousin, just a line To ask if you will come to dine (Informally, you know) with me To-morrow afternoon at three. Now don’t refuse, whate’er you do, I have a treat in store for you: A charming goose (and geese, you know, Do not on all the bushes grow!) A case of “hunger at first sight.” I know, old boy, you’ll not be deaf To this inducement. P. S.—Miss Goose agrees to be Beside the hollyhocks at three! IV.Well, I must say, I quite renewed my youth to-day! How lucky that I chanced to go, Just when I did, beside that row Of hollyhocks beyond the gate! Lucky for her at any rate; For suddenly I heard Miss Goose Struggling and crying, “Let me loose!” And, from behind the hollyhocks, Who should jump out but Mr. Fox! (The very same one, by the way, I almost caught the other day.) Soon as I nabbed him, in his fright, He dropped Miss Goose and took to flight. But—what could poor old Rover do? I am not what I used to be, So I let go, and ran to see At once how poor Miss Goose had fared, And found her much less hurt than scared From having come so near the noose:— A sadder and a wiser goose. V.NOTE FROM MR. RUFUS FOX TO HIS COUSIN REYNARD. Dear Cousin: This is just to say Why dinner was postponed to-day,— The goose had failed us, that was all; Excuse, I beg, this hurried scrawl. Will write to-morrow to explain— That when I try to write it shocks My nerves. P. S.—I’d thank you if you sent A bottle of that liniment You spoke of several days ago— The kind for “dog-bites,” don’t you know. |
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