KATIE'S SECRET.
The sunlight is beautiful, mother,
And sweetly the flowers bloom to-day,
And the birds in the branches of hawthorn
Are caroling ever so gay;
And down by the rock in the meadow,
The rill ripples by with a song,
And mother, I, too, have been singing,
The merriest all the day long.
Last night, I was weeping, dear mother,
Last night I was weeping alone;
The world was so dark and so dreary,
My heart, it grew heavy as stone;
I thought of the lonely and loveless,
All lonely and loveless was I;
I scarcely could tell why it was, mother,
But oh, I was wishing to die.
Last night I was weeping, dear mother,
But Willie came down by the gate
And whispered "Come out in the moonlight,
I've something to say to you, Kate;
Oh, mother, to him I am dearer
Than all in the wide world beside;
He told me so out in the moonlight,
And called me his darling, his bride.
So now I will gather my roses,
And twine in my long braided hair,
Then Willie will come in the evening,
And smile when he sees me so fair;
And out in the moonlight we'll wander,
'Way down by the old hawthorn tree -
Oh, mother, I wonder if any
Were ever so happy as we.
Wm. J. Schmidt, 360 Mulberry Street, Baltimore.
Publisher of American, English, Irish, Dutch, Negro, Sailor, Soldier,
Comic, Humorous, College, Sentimental, Social and Religious,
Choice Selected Standard Songs.
