TO MY LADY'S SPRING HAT
By A. M. Speranza.
The following forenoon he posted that poem to the editor of The Cape Cod Item. And three weeks later it appeared in the pages of that journal. Of course there was no pecuniary recompense for its author, and the fact was indisputable that the Item was generally only too glad to publish contributions which helped to fill its columns. But, nevertheless, Albert Speranza had written a poem and that poem had been published.
CHAPTER VII
It was Rachel who first discovered “To My Lady's Spring Hat” in the Item three weeks later. She came rushing into the sitting room brandishing the paper.
“My soul! My soul! My soul!” she cried.
Olive, sitting sewing by the window, was, naturally, somewhat startled. “Mercy on us, Rachel!” she exclaimed. “What IS it?”
“Look!” cried the housekeeper, pointing to the contribution in the “Poets' Corner” as Queen Isabella may have pointed at the evidence of her proteges discovery of a new world. “LOOK!”
Mrs. Snow looked, read the verses to herself, and then aloud.
“Why, I declare, they're real sort of pretty, ain't they?” she exclaimed, in astonished admiration.