ACROSS THE WAY.
THE HOME OF MRS. G. H. MENSING, GALVESTON.
I sit in swift-falling shadows That mantle the close of the day,And look at the bright-tinted picture Of happiness over the way.
There, just near the open window, Through foldings of filmy lace,Shines forth on the outer darkness A fair woman's radiant face.
Three bright little children are clinging And climbing about on her knee;While ripples of childish laughter Come eddying over to me.
Now Charlie is teasing a kitten That hid just under his chair;
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