“Sometimes they were put to the proof, by what was called the Fiery Ordeal.”—HIST. ENG.
No morning ever seemed so long!—
I tried to read with all my might:
In my left hand “My Landlord’s Tales,”
And threepence ready in my right.
’Twas twelve at last—my heart beat high!—
The Postman rattled at the door!—
And just upon her road to church,