TO
H. F. PREVOST BATTERSBY,
IN APPRECIATION
OF MUCH GOOD FELLOWSHIP.
Is happiness courted in vain?
A will o' the wisp—nothing more?
A bubble? a dream? a refrain?
Is happiness courted in vain
A certain begetter of pain—
A fruit with an asp at the core?
Is happiness courted in vain
A will o' the wisp——Nothing more!
CONTENTS
| PAGE | |
| LOVE'S USURIES | [7] |
| A QUAINT ELOPEMENT | [25] |
| TROOPER JONES OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE | [53] |
| THE "CELIBATE" CLUB (DIALOGUE) | [70] |
| IN THE CRADLE OF THE DEEP | [78] |
| SOME CRAZY PATCHWORK | [94] |
| "THE SOUL OF ME" | [112] |
| IN A CORNFIELD (DIALOGUE) | [131] |
| ON THE EVE OF THE REGATTA | [136] |
| PEACH BLOOM | [151] |
| TWIN SOULS (DIALOGUE) | [176] |
| PAIN'S PENSIONERS | [182] |
| FOR LOVE OR SCIENCE? | [201] |
| ROMANCE OF THE COULISSES | [228] |