She was a favorite with them all,
In fact, the Queenly Belle,
And many a suitor's prayer she heard
While on bended knee he fell.
One evening while on promenade
Within society's halls,
She met a handsome, tall young man
She'd seen at some of the balls.
When introduced, both their eyes met,
She blushing timidly;
He heard the name, "Miss Waddington,"
Then asked most courteously:
"From what part of America's soil
Do you and your friends hail?
Or have you lived in Paris long?
On what liner did you sail"?
She said: "I'm Sadie Waddington,
From the city that bears my name;
It borders on the old St. Lawrence,
A river of world-wide fame."