Well, come and sit by me,
And I will try to tell you how
So strange a thing can be.
Years since you had a dear mamma,
So gentle, good and mild,
Her Father God looked down from heaven,
And loved his humble child.
Thy first mamma died on board of the vessel which took her from Burmah. At parting—
----She kissed her little boys
With white and quivering lip;