The Magic Ofa Kiss

"I have brought your cüoner, father," The blacksniitli's daughter sald. As she took from her anus a kettJe Aud litted its ahining lid; "There'8 not auy pie or pudding, So I will give you this- " And upon his toil worn forehead Slie left a childisk kiss. The blacksinith tore ofl his aprou, And dined in a happy mood, ■Wonderine; much at the savor Hid in his huuible food, Wtaile all about hiin were tísíoub Full of prophetic blies; But he never Uiought of the magie In his little daughter's kiss. Vvhile she, with her kettle swinging, Merrily triidged away, Stopping at sif;ht of a squirrel, Catching at souie wild bird's lay; Aud I thought how many a shadow Of lile and fate we should uiiss, If always our frugal diuners Were seasoned with a kiss.