ONE WHO WAITED.

NZ Truth, Issue 72, 8 December 1906, Page 7

ONE WHO WAITED.

["All things come to those who wait!" said I a cross-examining counsel to a witness re- | cently; but the latter, amid laughter, opined i that a good many are still waiting.] ; They parted, not upon the shore, But at the raihvay station; For business, h<s said, once more j Made town his destination. ; " 'T;s business re my estates," He added, for he'd told her His name was' classed with the top-weights, Lord Willie Bottleholder. "But ero I go," he pleaded,. "pray Reward my love unwearied; Be mine, and at no distant day !" "But can you wait," she queried, "Until I win mamma's consent!" "Yes, I will wait, my honey!" He nobly said — the titled gent Knew ma controlled the mpney. "By those who know me best, love, I'm For patience celebrated; And for less guerdon m my time : I oft and oft have waited!" And so the fond pair parted, each their diverse paths pursuing — The girl to muse upon the beach, The boundless ocean viewing; Whilst he, no doubt, was moving m The. realms of rank and fashion, Inspired a foremost place to win By his ennobling passion. And she to him sent letters long, Addressed, for he urged caution, To some post-office — letters strong, With quite a large proportion Of crosses scattered up and down, Denoting countless kisses; She'd soon be back with ma m town, She wrote, and then— what blisses! And, m reply, long yarns he spun, His love' screeds terminating With "For the day which makes us one Your Willie still is waiting 1" At last, to town and her mamma, Her seaside visit ended, The girl returned, and no great bar 'Twixt her and her intended The worthy matron placed; m fact She said, "It would he silly To miss the chance, and when with tact I've interviewed Lord Willie, I have no doubfc the match will do." And when they went out shopping; And, feeling peckish, 3oon into A restaurant were popping. Mamma called "Waiter!" and the girl Cried "Wiliie!"— 'twaß her lover, Alleged son of a belted earl — They left him to recover. "No wonder he was glad to wait For you, child," sneered her mater; "For, though no lord of high estate, Ho was, and is, a waiter!" DOSS CHJDEItDOSS.