We’re getting to be big fellows; folks call us “twins” for chaff.
One of the famous lecturers was to lecture in our town hall—
Our father used to know him, when both of them were small.
We are the minister’s boys, you know, and live in the house on the hill;
The rest of us is mother, and Susie, and little Will.
THE SCHOOLROOM WAS PACKED AND CROWDED.”
Father went to the station, to bring the lecturer home,
And mother had supper ready, waiting for him to come—