For the first time it summoned you in vain;
The Last Post does not sound for such as you;
But God's Reveillé wakens you again.
SUGAR.
"Francesca," I said, "you must be very deeply occupied; for ten minutes I have not heard your silvery voice."
"I am attempting," she said, "to fill up our sugar form."
"Is it a tremendous struggle?"
"Yes," she said, "it is a regular brain-smasher."
"Give me the paper, and let me have a go at it."