It suggested a rattling good story to POE.
But the "Syndicate" started to seek where 'tis hid,
Will probably find that same Treasure—"all KID!"
TEA IN TEN MINUTES.
(A SONG AT A RAILWAY STATION.)
Air—"Thee, Thee, only Thee."
Ten minutes here! The sun is sinking
And longingly we've long been thinking,