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THE DILEMMA.

Two fashionable women, rather gay
Than wise, were bosom friends for many a year,
And called each other darling, duck, and dear,
As lovers do,—till, one unlucky day,
The younger, falling into sad disgrace
(An old suspicion blackening into proof),
Her cautious crony coldly kept aloof,
And, for a time, discreetly hid her face.
Meeting at last, the injured lady cries,
“Is this the way you cherish and defend
The wounded honor of your dearest friend?”
“Of course I knew,” the timid dame replies,
“The tale was false,—but then what could I do?—
I have n't character enough for two!”