The Little One

I aíu't afeared 011 death to look- ou the land, or t lie lar-ofï sen; Fer death ouce come to my lióme au' took a little one off froni me ; ■ An' thar wuzn't. a hinile fer a lonesome while in t he home whar she use to be- I ain't afeared O' Death. Bence lie took a Utile one off from me! She "wuzn't afeared ! . . . for day by day - still on the motber's brcast, Uncomplainin' she went away - we whisperiii'; 'God knows best!'' Never a woid from her lips wuz heard as the riays and the DJghts went on - Only thearms roun' tlie inotlier after the soul wuz goiie ! I reckou it's rlght, but f omehow I'm alwajs wantin" to know Jest why the good lord took her frum the ones that loved her so? Minister says: ' 'Twas to bring us all close in the master's keep;" But lor her I'd take my chances out with tbe poor, lost sheep! lï I only kiiowed she was llvln' - thar, whar she used to be- If only she had the daylight, an' the darkness come to me ! If only, when the shadders come up from the (iloomy west, I coul'd here the mother cali in' her home, nn' rocking her still t6 rest ! But ehe's gone the way that we all must go, an' the mother an' me must moan ; She wuz such a little bit of a thiug to go iu the dark alone! But sweet, an' uncomplainin' she lived her happy day; I ain't afeared on Death to look since the little one went that way !