Both

Clipping appeared under the heading "The Conning Tower"

Two little children I have loved,

And both of them are dead:

One of them sleeps on a quiet hill

With satin under his head.

A teddy-bear is close in his arm,

His little crib blanket keeps him warm,

And God is by his bed.

A stranger has taken the other’s place,

Who went mysteriously:

A tall, slim girl with a thoughtful face,

Graceful and good to see.

But she was a little elfin child,

Quaint and queer and funny and wild,

And very dear to me.

Two little children I have loved,

And both of them are gone;

A knife is turned within my heart,

Whichever I think upon.

-       M. F.