Now And Then

him at the gate with a kiss, and a smile like morning light. But now she comes to the door in a dingy calicó ■wrapper, and shoes down at the heel, shades her eyes with her hand, looks earnestly, to m'ake sure it is he, and as he walks up to the house, tired and careworn, inquires, with a voice that seems to needoiliug, "Did you bring that bntter."