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The following neat impromptu was.it is said the happy reply of the first wife of the Rev. Dr. Mott, on his asking her hand in marriage. The Kev. ' Dr. has since, again and again, received the like gratifying enigmatical response to similar ques' tion. .n

 Why urge, dear sir, a bashful maid,

 To change her single lot,

 When well you know I've often said,

 In truth love you, Mott?

 For all your pain do not care,

 And trust me on my life,

 Tho you had thousands--I declare

 would, Not, be your wife.