Chapter 11 THE WEE WIFIE.

And that same God who made your face so fair,

And gave your woman's heart its tenderness,

So shield the blessing He implanted there,

That it may never turn to your distress,

And never cost you trouble or despair,

Nor granted leave the granted comfortless,

But like a river blest where'er it flows,

Be still receiving while it sti