TO MARY

Dear Mary: The sweet bells of Christmas Are ringing out vibrant and true,— As I list to their music in gladness I am thinking of Danville and you. So Sister, I’m sending this picture— You will see at the Ward at the right A little X marked o’er the window, Where a star peeps in at me at night. You know where my cot is, you fancy— Tho’ your vision of me is not clear; Yet you know on that cot I am lying— You have Faith to believe I am here! Then now, as the sweet chimes are pealing In accents so joyous and rare; Look, in Faith, towards the window of Heaven And believe that our Saviour is there!