Challenged boldly, "Philopene?"
"And the forfeit, saucy Minnie?"
"Anything we may request, -
Gloves, or whate'er else may chance to
Suit the victor's mind the best."
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And with mirth and many a caution,
Then commenced the contest there,
Each one striving for the honors
Which the favored one might wear.
Finally, they both, despairing,
Rose to go, the dinner o'er,
And the rascal, bending forward,
Stole her little white mouchoir.
"O, you must n't, - Dick, how dare you?
Give it to me, - do, I pray."
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