Which, spreading glory far and wide,

Draws the broad curtain cloud aside,

Making the whole earth warm.

She took my arm; we walked away;

We saw, in parks, the fountains play;

My heart was all elate.

I scarcely noticed when I stood,

With my dear waif of womanhood,

Beside our lowly gate.

"You have no home," I gently said,

"But, till the day that we are wed,

And after if you will,

[Pg 11]

This home, my love, is mine and thine."

My aunt came out and bade us dine—

I see her smiling still.

My Blanche, reluctant, gave consent;

Then 'neath the humble roof we went,

And sat about the board.

I saw how sweet the whole surprise;

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