party, for instead of a note there were these verses in Cousin Helen's
own clear, pretty hand. It wasn't a valentine, because it was too
solemn, as Katy explained to Clover, next day. "But," she added, "it is
a great deal beautifuller than any valentine that ever was written." And
Clover thought so too.

These were the verses:

"IN SCHOOL.

"I used to go to a bright school
Where Youth and Frolic taught in turn;
But idle scholar that I was,
I liked to play, I would not learn;
So the Great Teacher did ordain
That I should try the School of Pain.

"One of the infant class I am
With little, easy lessons, set
In a great book; the higher class
Have harder ones than I, and yet
I find mine hard, and can't restrain
My tears while studying thus with Pain.

"There are two Teachers in the school,
One has a gentle voice and low,
And smiles upon her scholars, as
She softly passes to and fro.
Her name is Love; 'tis very plain
She shuns the sharper teacher, Pain.