FOR THE ENQUIRER. BESSY, THE TWIN-SISTER.
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 She was joyous, laughing maid, In blushing girlhood's charms array'd, -,. When first we met. No eastern bower ; Nor sunny land could boast flower That would compare in loveliness With her, and her twin-sster Bess. Together they grew, side by side, Their mothers joy, their fathers pride, From tiny sporting baby days, Together shared each others plays, Together slept, together rose, Nor Siam's twins were join'd more close. Bessy, from Bess, no one could tell, But then they said, "'twas just as we'll, For they in body were the same, @ . As were they both iRsheart and name." And cruel almost seem'd the fate That ever would them separate. Who did two roses ever view, Alone upon the stalk they grew, So very like-so fresh and fair, -.4. That could pluck one, and not the pair2 And thus it seemd none could have heart These pretty rose-twins e'er to part? thA Bessy and I've met once more; But ah,! change had her come o'er- Her cheeks were blanch'd, her eyes were wild, And she who once so sweetly smird, Now madly rav'd, and tore her hair, Or with clasp'd hands imag'd despair. A fever rag'd-and Bess so fair, For Bessy's love. death would not spare, But at her hurl'd his fatal dart, And tore these lovely twins apart And Bessy could n't, though oft she'd say. "Yes, Bess, I'll come to thee today As tender plant, rear'd in climes warm. Cannot endure the tempest storm, But torn, and delug'd by its frown, The stalks are left-their beauty gone So had Bess' death dear Bessy changd. And she, alas! was now derang'd. ....s :. T., Jan. 1888. E.S.K.