Take in the sunlight glow,
And Heaven will show what flowers
From seeds of kindness grow.
—Copyright by Forbes & Co., Chicago, and used by kind permission of author and publisher.
“CICELY”
ALKALI STATION
By Bret Harte
Cicely says you’re a poet: maybe; I ain’t much on rhyme:
I reckon you’d give me a hundred, and beat me every time.
Poetry!—that’s the way some chaps puts up an idee,
But I takes mine “straight without sugar,” and that’s what’s the matter with me.