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THE GATHERER.

A snapper up of unconsidered trifles
SHAKSPEARE.

Tho' lang an lonely be the road
Between me an my dearie;
Yet I the gate hae aften troad,
When I've been tired and wearie.

Be't stormin rain, hail, win or snaw--
A lonely road and drearie--
There's nought wad e'er keep me awa
Frae gaun to see my dearie!!!

M.

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FRENCH BALL CONVERSATION.

During the French revolution, parties danced as gaily as ever; the
following is a ball conversation, which took place in the month of
Frimare, year 7.:--Well, the Ottoman Porte has declared war against
us! Oh yes, there is no doubt of it, (_En avant deux_) It is an enemy