They were worthy folks all, but not equal in dues
To the wise little woman who opened the pews.
And the good folks on Sunday each gave her a penny,
And at weddings and Christmases twice as many,
And at Hallowe’en they gave her a guinea.
STOCK-YARDS.
“Now, one autumn morn, as she came to the church,
The sailors, lingering round the porch,
Under the trees strange stories told