2 Home Sickness.

 

oh dear me! what miserable heart-
ache comes before that fearful want!
Oh, grown-up people, don’t you
know how sour everything tastes,
and how yellow everything looks,
and how sick everything makes
one, when one wants to go home?”

So it was that one wretched
day. How well I remember 1t all!
The large, large drawing-room so
full of cushions, couches,  easy-
chairs, little tables covered with
funny knick-knacks, marble-slabs
and more knick-knacks, beautiful
fire-screens, large mirrors, soft fur
lying about on the floor, and many-
coloured antimacassars on the