Heavenly beauty gave forewarning

Of departure in life’s morning,

And to thee a soul was given

Filled with thoughts divine—

Fare thee well! bright child of Heaven,

Heavenly peace is thine!


[1] The subject of the foregoing tribute was chosen May-Queen by her mates. When the day of festivity arrived she lay wrapped in her little shroud.

SONNET.—LAKE SUPERIOR.