Which you rather have, a black heart in a white skin, or a white heart in a black one ?" "Oh, dear!" sighed Mag; "Nobody on earth cares for ME--" "I do," interrupted Jim.
"I can do but two things," said she, "beg my living, or get it from you." "Take me, Mag.

I can give you a better home than this, and not let you suffer so." He prevailed; they married.

You can philosophize, gentle reader, upon the impropriety of such unions, and preach dozens of sermons on the evils of amalgamation.

Want is a more powerful philosopher and preacher.
Poor Mag.

She has sundered another bond which held her to her fellows.
She has descended another step down the ladder of infamy..