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To Nettie If wishes could around the throw Some spell to charm thy life from woe Then gladly would I link the chain Of happiness exempt from pain

But tho' I have not thus the power To brighten every passing hour I still can wish thy pathway cleared By all most to thy heart endeared

Oh may thy young heart never feel The chills which turn our heart to steel The brightings of the hopes which now Throb in thy heart and light thy brow

And kneeling at the shrine of fame There mayst thou win a gifted name And love around thy pathway strew His earliest freshest flowers too Your friend Bettie B, , , April 13 1860 Rose Island