THINGS THAT ARE SAID.
"Now, Major do your very best to come to us on Tuesday. I shall expect you. But if you can't come, of course I shall not be disappointed!"
CROSSED!
(To a Girl at a Distance.)
Why must you go four thousand miles away?
It throws our correspondence out of gear!
I cannot cable to you ev'ry day—
It's much too public, and it's rather dear!
You write for sympathy—I sympathise;
You get my answer ten days after date,
And then, with spirits sky-high, you despise
My poor attempts your sorrow to abate!
Meanwhile, to my hilarious last-but-one
Here comes your late but similar reply;
But now my turn at dumps has just begun—
I can't enjoy your triumphs while I sigh!