DOLLY'S FAN.
DOLLY had a silken fan,
Crimson, with a feather border,
And she—Oh! so airily—
Used to sway it from and toward her.
Dolly, seated in her pew,
Many wondering eyes were scanning;
Tilting up her dainty chin
Toward the parson, softly fanning.
Every little girl in church,
—Pity 'tis to tell such folly—
While the parson preached and prayed,
Tried to fan herself like Dolly!