The air was littered, an hour or so,
With bits of gingham and calico,
While the old Dutch clock in the chimney-place
Up with its hands before its face,
For it always dreaded a family row!
(Now mind: I'm only telling you
What the old Dutch clock declares is true!)
ELIZABETH WINSLOW, TO WHOM THE POEM OF "THE DUEL" IS DEDICATED.
The Chinese plate looked very blue,