As big as a bear! With a solemn jog
Right up the center aisle he pattered;
People might stare—it little mattered.
Straight he went to a little maid,
Who blushed and hid, as though afraid,
And there sat down, as if to say,
“I’m sorry that I was late to-day;
But better late than never, you know.
Besides, I waited an hour or so,
And couldn’t get them to open the door