A Retrospect.

I was poor as a beggar,—she knew it,— But proud as a king through it all; Though it cost me two dollars to do it, I took little Meg to the ball.

Mere calico served her for satin; My broadcloth was made of blue jeans. Without crest or a motto in Latin, Meg's style was as grand as a queen's.

And we were in dreamland all through it, And I do not regret it at all; Though it cost me two dollars to do it, I took little Meg to the ball.