Enjoy the spring of love and youth, To some good angel leave the rest, For time will teach thee soon the truth, There are no birds in last year's nest. – LONGFELLOW. Mamma, what was that I heard papa saying to you this morning about his lawsuit? I cannot tell you just now. Ellen, pick up that shawl and spread it over me. Mamma! – are you cold in this warm room? A little, – there, that will do. Now, my daughter, let me be quiet awhile – don't disturb me.