OUR SENTIMENTAL GARDEN 

 in serenade, suggestive of accordeons, night after night, and 

 his gattural whisper of " Me 'Oighness behind the bushes 



when we went on our 

 walks. Every effort was 

 made to discourage 

 the preposterous suitor. 

 But, alas ! Kitty smiled. 

 ~~ The infatuated Princess 

 escaped the vigilance of 

 her distracted family. 

 ._,_ Perhaps it is best to 

 draw a veil over the 

 consequences of this rash alliance. Kitty 

 indeed did her best to obliterate them, 

 refusing to do anything but sit heavily 

 on three black and white kittens with 

 ropy tails. She only purred again the 

 day the last one died / " Oh ! she was 

 pleased, Mam," said the gardener's wife / 

 " quite took up again, she did." 

 Kitty- Wee's next matrimonial venture, 

 though likewise, we grieve to say, mor- 

 ganatic, was very much more successful. 

 In fact it is to it that we owe Bunny ! 

 The name, the lineage, the very person- 

 ality of Bunny's father is wrapt in mystery / 

 but judging by the splendour of Bunny's 

 black fur, it is to be conjectured that Kitty- 

 Wee's choice was of a dark complexion, 

 and if not royal, at any rate of noble blood. 

 Two brave brothers Bunny had, but he is the sole survivor / 

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