Through foam and rapids safe they came.
And thought a whirlpool very tame.
Yet Arthur's strength was still the same,
And Elsie's face was all aflame
At ventures so romantic;
And Arthur never ceased to row
Till turtles took the shell in tow
Across the broad Atlantic.
At home once more; and all the town
Talks of the walnut shell's renown.
Arthur is pensioned by the crown,
And all his travels written down,
Their wonder and variety.
And little Elsie, too, is proud;
Her pluck and knowledge are allowed
By very wise society.
AN EASTER CAROL.