Poetry
... pOdril. CA R N A It V O N. The pitoous wajil Of a tourist pale On a day about numrsber eleven As In siekuess he lay Ius the the monti of May, Eighteen hundred and sixty-seven. I'd have kept my engagement, I give you my word, Had may power been but. equal to vill For tile tifth I was ready, but j lust on the third I wao taken most seriously i2. 'Twos that ?? Carnarvon where Cholera reigrns, ...