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THE SARCASM OF DESTINY.*

And vowed his only daughter should wed a man of brains.

The charming Arabella was disgusted with the plan,

She felt no sort of weakness for the "well-bred college man,"

And secretly determined, should a drummer take her eye,

To wed the gallant "business man" and her papa defy.

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The downy "men of business" made Miss Arabella glad

By oft-repeated visits, but they made her father mad,

And when hints and mild suggestions had no force upon the foe

He'd throw down stairs his overshoes to intimate a "go."

One night on Arabella a young man had come to call,

And her father ('t was his manner) made him feel intensely small,

By examining his knowledge of a "fizzle" and a "rush,"

And questioning the difference 'twixt a "sequence" and a "flush."

"What! Never studied Ethics? and have you never viewed

The aesthetic points in Fine Arts?" the inquisitor pursued.

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