Day in and day out
The blue coat was about;
And the dear little lady was glad when he came
And began to be talkative, tender and tame.
Then he gave her a ring, begged a curl of her hair,
And smilingly whispered her--"don't tell McNair."
She dropped her dark eyes
And with two little sighs
Sent the bold Captain's heart fluttering up to the skies.
Then alas--
What a pass!
He fell at the feet of the lady so sweet,
And swore that he loved her beyond his control--
With all his humanity--body and soul!
The lady so frail
Turned suddenly pale,
Then--sighed that his love was of little avail;
For alas, the dear Captain--he must have forgot--
She was tied to McNair with a conjugal knot.
But indeed
She agreed--
Were she only a maid he alone could succeed;
But she prayed him by all that is sacred and fair,
Not to rouse the suspicion of Mr. McNair.
'Twas really too bad,
For the lady was sad:
And a terrible night o't the poor lady had,
While Mr. McNair wondered what was the matter,
And endeavored to coax, to console and to flatter.
Many tears she shed
That night while in bed
For she had such a terrible pain in her head!
"My dear little pet, where's the camphor?" he said;
"I'll go for the doctor--you'll have to be bled;
I declare, my dear wife, you are just about dead.
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