THE FERNWOODS, Friday

Dear Miss Goose: Accept apologies profuse, For the abrupt and hasty way, In which I left you yesterday. I don’t know how I came to be So very rude, but then you see, I was just offering my arm, When stupid Rover from the farm, Appeared so suddenly, and so— Well, two is company, you know, While three—! Besides, ’twas getting late, So I decided not to wait. Yet, after all, another day Will do as well. What do you say? Can you contrive to dine with me To-morrow afternoon at three? Pray do, and by the hollyhocks Meet yours, sincerely,