Angels' Eyes

Beside my window kneeling, j I watch the stars appear. , A silver mist is stpaling Over the meadows sear. 'Ti9 said that tha stars which at rventló Sparkle and smile and peep Aro the eyes of the dear little children Who aru slceping their endless sleep. If this be true, oh, teil me, pray, Which cf those stars so brigbt Are the eyes of the little laddie brave Whom the angels called one uight- Leaving a vacant little ehair, An empty little bed, And a mother who seeks 'mong the star each night The eves of Bonny Ted?