"THE MOTHER'S RETURN.
"A month, sweet little-ones, is past
Since your dear Mother went away,—
And she to-morrow will return;
To-morrow is the happy day.
"O blessed tidings! thought of joy!
The eldest heard with steady glee;
Silent he stood; then laughed amain,—
And shouted, 'Mother, come to me!'
"Louder and louder did he shout,