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CHELSEA BUNS.
"Yea, buns, and buns, and buns!"
Old Song.
"How very, very sad!" exclaimed Clara; and the eyes of the gentle girl filled with tears as she spoke.
"Sad—but very curious when you come to look at it arithmetically," was her aunt's less romantic reply. "Some of them have lost an arm in their country's service, some a leg, some an ear, some an eye"
"And some, perhaps, all!" Clara murmured dreamily, as they passed the long rows of weather-beaten heroes basking in the sun. "Did you notice that very old one, with a red face, who was drawing a map in the dust with his wooden
