I was restless all the night long.
I got up, since the bed was no joy.
Oh, the blue sky!
I thought I should never again see a sapphire sky while I am here. I was wrong.
This is church day.
The bells of the street-cars sounded musical.
The sky appeared in best Sunday dress.
I felt happy thinking that I should see the stars from my hotel window to-night.
I made many useless trips up and down the elevator for fun.