Louise Chandler Moulton.
H ere, on this joyous day of days,
O deign to list my skill-less praise.
W hate’er be said with tongue or pen
E xtolling thee, I cry “Amen.”
Beulah Marie Dix.
Mrs. Howe was not apprised of the project in advance, and certainly had not seen the verses; but was, at any rate, ready as usual, and this sketch may well close with her cheery answer:—
MRS. HOWE’S REPLY
Why, bless you, I ain’t nothing, nor nobody, nor much,