Something seemed telling that man he was wrong,
Two lovely brown eyes!
Say, was it fancy? I saw a flush
O'er the coarse cheeks of that Coster rush,
"Stash it!" he murmured. A Coster blush?
Oh, what a surprise!
SALLIE,—she clung to his muscular arm—
With a look half lovingness, half alarm,
He stooped and—kissed her! Now, was it your charm,
Two lovely brown eyes?