Quite enough for Tiadatha
To see Salonica fading,
Growing fainter in the distance.
All day long the leave train jolted,
All night long it rocked and jolted,
Crawling on through Greece to Bralo,
Halting only at Larissa.
And the R.T.O., Larissa,
Very kind and very courteous,
Welcomed Tiadatha’s party,