A WIDOW weeping on her husband's grave was approached by an
Engaging Gentleman who, in a respectful manner, assured her that he
had long entertained for her the most tender feelings.
'Wretch!' cried the Widow. 'Leave me this instant! Is this a time
to talk to me of love?'
'I assure you, madam, that I had not intended to disclose my
affection,' the Engaging Gentleman humbly explained, 'but the power
of your beauty has overcome my discretion.'