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yNetU York eity, Sept. IS, ls45. My Dear Roy With the greatest of pleasure, am always happy to serve my friends. God bless you. Cordially yours, GEO. P. MoRRIs. LINE; FOR MUSIC s...

 BY GEORGE MORRIS

 We're Nassau street right -aRgEes Ann1 And npwS-boys' voTres clear ''. Shout out. '' The Evening Mirror, sir Where apple stands are near-

 Next door to where shop is kept

 For bosks at second hand N' sit and think upon ''my-boy," Far in foreign land

 No more to my good humor now, .... His ready tongue replies .. .-... r.. My heart with bitter grief IS full,

 And even fuller sighs. ..... .s My handsome partner strives in vain My general grefs to cheer; ......, .... sMi.boy" to foreign lands has gone,

 And weeps the brig0dier. ..... ..- We have presented our readers with such col lection of gems as were never before brought to. gether. Ii they, and the correspondence, be moi genuine--then we have been most shamefnly imposed upon: and we would like to catch the rascal who did 1t. l- . ..' H.4