I then, at once, desired to know,
If she couldn’t take my brother, Joe.
She said she rather thought she would,
If both would promise to be good.
So off, in haste, I quickly ran,
To tell of aunty’s pleasant plan,
To dream of city’s new delights,
And think of all the wondrous sights
That soon would greet our verdant eyes
And fill our hearts with glad surprise.