At touch of her fairy fingers
And breath of her sweet perfume!

A cloud of white in the orchard
And skies with their deeps of blue,
And songs of the purple morning
That come at the thoughts of you!

A cloud of white in the orchard,
Where Love and her feet has run,
Where you came by in the morning
And stayed till the set of sun!

O, cloud of white in the orchard
And days with the skies of blue!
And songs that were sweet with laughter
And sang with the lips of you!

The white is there in the orchard,
The blossoms break as of yore,
But silent the song and the laughter
For you will return no more!

Sunshine or Shadow.

Sunshine or shadow,
Righteousness or wrong,
Here we pluck a blossom,
There we sing a song;
Whether morn or even,
Whether noon or night,
Stars are there above us
With their love and light!

Sunshine or shadow!
Through the changing years,
There is love and laughter,
There is toil and tears!
But the stars above us
Blossom in the blue,
And the days are singing
Through the lips of you!

The great souls of human history have come from the deserts and the
waste places of the earth to wield the sword and to hold the scepter, to
sing the great song and prophesy of holiness and peace. Solitude is the
true mother of dauntless men, and from her divine ministrations they
walk forth to lead and conquer and make new epochs in the history of the
race.

Dreams.

Day-dreams and night-dreams,--
All the dreams you will;
Black dreams and bright dreams
Up and down the hill!
What if nights are gloomy?
What if days are sad?
Life is always bloomy
With the roses glad!

Day-dreams and night-dreams,--
All the dreams you will;
Love is there with kisses
Through the good and ill!
Love is there with music
And her heart so true,
And amid the shadows
Still the eyes of you!

Caught on the Fly.

Back-bone is the chief ingredient in the hash mixture of greatness.

There may be plenty of room at the top, but it's a mighty cold place to
spend the winter.

Love never has time to spare from joy while she demands or listens to
explanations of a fault.

Teddy's on a Hunting Trip.

"Let the meeting be in order!" said the chairman, looking wise;
(And a mountain lion was