{"newspaper_name": "Mobile register and journal.", "edition": "01", "page": "p2", "byline": ""}
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Merry maiden! who at idly wasting the precious moments so bouniilully bestowed upon hee-see in the thnughtess, impusive child, an emblem of thy self. Each moment is perfumed flower Let s fra- grance be dispensed in blessing all around thee. and ascend az sweet incense its benefcent Giyer.

 Else, when thou hast careessly flung them from thee, sssst them receding the swift waters of time thou wilt cry, with the weeping child-"Bring me back my howers!" And the only answer will he an echo from the past-"Briug me back my dowersl"