THE NIGHTINGALE'S LESSON.
"Unlearned is he in aught
Save that which love has taught,
For love has been his tutor."
OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.
The sweetest of letters.
Miss Bessie, for you,
From bonny Prince Charlie
Or Little Boy Blue.
The brightest of letters,
Sir Arthur, for you.
From fair Lady Edith
Or dear little Sue.
Your name is not Arthur?
Your name's not Bess?
Peep into your letter;'
You'll find it, I guess.
For the loveliest missives
Are flying all round
As thick as the white flakes
That fly to the ground.
And Our Post-office Box,
Like a ship in the bay,
Is crammed and is jammed
This Valentine's Day.