Show tUr FOLKS 1 By EDGAR A. A GUEST Copyright 1831 1931 by Edgar A. A Quest Ouest i iTHE t THE TIlE WOMAN IAN WHO WAITED Sho She heard his wife was dead Long years ago She might have bave smiled receiving such a word ord I But now her once brown hair was WM tinged with rUh snow Today her ancient fancy seemed absurd So long shed she'd waited since those sweetheart days daj's And Ana that slight quarrel which had turned his head Shed She'd otten often thought he be might pick up old ways Had something happened ere her youth had fled He had been happy That of ot course she knew But through those thirty years shed she'd lived alone No other man to her had bach come to woo How drearily and slowly time had flown Now she was dead In pity she would coTo go co goTo goTo To carry comfort as old friends should do Perhaps her ago might not too plainly show P Perhaps the old time spark would flame anew And seeing her perhaps he might recall Some of ot the memories which had lived with her W Was it a silly I Y fancy after all L |