MY YOUNG DAYS.

I,

HOME SICKNESS.

“T want to go home!”

How many times in my life, I
wonder, have these words come
rushing up from the very bottom
of my heart, tumbling everything
out of the way, never listening to
reason, never stopping for thought ?
How many times since that dreary
afternoon in the great, big draw-_
ing-room at grandmamma’s ? And,

I