H .
L. HUBBARD .
* QUUM
ESSEM
INFANS, UT
INFANS
LOQUEBAR .
FOUND
a
childish
letter
in
a drawer,
Laid
up
with
care, and
fading
now
with
age .
I drew
it out
and
read
it
through
with
awe,
That
unformed
scribble
on
a
yellow
page .
It
seemed
so
quaint
to
keep
this letter there ,
Amongst
those
others
in
that
treasure
chest;
On
childish
sentences
such
tender
care
To
lavish
and
bestow
— it
seemed
a
jest.
At length
I
turned
the page, and
then
I
saw
The
reason
why 'twas kept till sad
old
age
,
What made
it
seem
a
sacrament
,-
nay more
,
-
A
row
of
crosses
drawn across the
page
.