I DEDICATE MY BOOK TO 



MY WIFE 



BECAUSE 



there's a rose looking in at the window 



in every condition of life — 

 in days of content and enjoyment, 



in hours with bitterness rife, 



where'er THERE 's THE SMILE OF A TRUE WIFE, 



AS BRIGHT AS A BEAM FROM ABOVE, 

 'tis THE ROSE LOOKING IN AT THE WINDOW, 



AND FILLING THE DWELLING WITH LOVE, 



From Poe??ts by P. M, James. 



