June 2
Companions of the Way (Morning)No one came,
But he was welcome; no one went away,
But that it seemed she loved him.
WHEREVER a true wife comes, the home is always round her. The stars only may be over her head; the glow-worm in the night-cold grass may be the only fire at her foot: but home is yet wherever she is; and for a noble woman it stretches far round her, better than ceiled with cedar, or painted with vermilion, shedding its quiet light far for those who else were homeless.
JOHN RUSKIN
HOMES