Danger, what do you mean? at any rate You're sure there're no more wires or such like thing, No coils or batteries, no more bells to ring? Oh, nothing of the kind, you need not fear, But, Frank, said Hal, come back and reason hear. I shook my head and resolutely cried, No, thank you, for that moment I espied Jane opening shutters, so I quickly pushed Aside the gate, and out exulting rushed. I breathed more freely when once fairly through, And o'er the highway to the station flew. I caught the early train and reached my home, Almost determined nevermore to roam, For what I'd suffered on that single night, Was quite enough to make me die of fright; And as I sank upon my chair I said, Thank goodness, I've no wires above my head, For as to lighting gas I'd rather stir And light it with the humble lucifer; Encounter burglar with my own strong arm, In place of man traps to create alarm; Pull at the shower bath in a Christian way, And face to face with friends my visits pay, Than have electric wires take my commands, And do the honest work of willing hands. * * * * * IT IS BUT AN AUTUMN LEAFLET. It is but a bright autumn leaflet, Blown adrift from the fond parent stem, To wither and perish in silence, Like many a flowering gem; But I gathered the flame-tinted treasure, As it fluttering fell at my feet, To send to my own absent darling, Her radiant glances to greet. It grew in the grand air of freedom, From the heart of the mountain sod, Fulfilling its destiny gladly, In cheerful obedience to God. It struggled through life well and bravely, 'Gainst wind, cruel night, frost and storm,