They begin: "'I loved her .-- Why?
I never knew.' Don't they ?" "Yes, that's the poem Sam Blaney wrote for me---- "But he chanced to write it after Riley did--not before.

Strange they were so similarly inspired, wasn't it ?" "William Farnsworth, do you mean to tell me that that is a poem of Riley's,--and Sam Blaney palmed it off on me as his own!" "It looks that way, Patty.

At any rate, those are Riley's lines.

I've known the thing for years.

It's a favourite of mine." "But I've a book of Riley's,--it isn't in that." "My child, you mustn't get annoyed with me, when I tell you you're not deeply versed in book-lore,--or deeply booked in verse-lore! For it's true.