are lawful"—
And in a minute he began abusing me most
awful.
"Begone," he said, "you're like the rest,—
wolves, Wolves with greedy clutches!
Poor little lamb; but in my breast I'll shield her
from your touches!"
"Come, come," says I, "a gal can't stay a child
like that for ever,
You'll hev to seal the gal some day; " but Abe