WE'VE NOT COME TO THAT YET.
She. "I was so glad to hear of your Marriage! Do come to us and bring your Wife. By the way, what is your Name now?"
He. "Oh, I haven't changed my Name. It's She, you know!"
REFLECTIONS
(By a Well-Plucked One.)
When chapel bells rang far and wide, Why did I turn upon my side, And sweetly back to slumber glide? I wonder!
When zephyrs wafted on their way The fragrance of the new-mown hay, Why did I cut my lectures, eh? I wonder!
Why did I moor my punt afar, With claret-cup and choice cigar, Instead of reading for the Bar? I wonder!
Why did the Proctors always frown On meeting me without a gown, And ultimately send me down? I wonder!