A Girl?s Reverie Mother says, `Be in no hurry, Marriage oft means care and worry.? Auntie says, with manner grave, `Wife is synonym for slave.? Father asks, in tones commanding, `How does Bradstreet rate his standing? ? Sister, crooning to her twins, Sighs, `With marriage care begins.? Grandma, near life?s closing days, Murmurs, `Sweet are girlhood?s ways.? Maud, twice widowed (`sod and grass?) Looks at me and moans `Alas! ? They are six, and I am one, Life for me has just begun. They are older, calmer, wiser: Age should aye be youth?s adviser. They must know ? and yet, dear me, When in Harry?s eyes I see All the world of love there burning ? On my six advisers turning, I make an answer, `Oh, but Harry Is not like most men who marry.? `Fate has offered me a prize, Life with love means Paradise.? `Life without it is not worth All the foolish joys of earth.? So, in spite of all they say, I shall name the wedding day.