She Never Saw Her Father's Face Again
Copyright, MDCCCXCVl. by Henry J. Wehman.
Written and Composed by Charles Graham.
"No! "said a stern, old father, "I forbid on both to go,
For summer dances often lead to wrong;
You are my only children, and 'tis best for you to know
The downward path you shall not pass along."
The sisters sadly turned away, one to the dance would go;
Her father this offence could not forgive.
"Go, leave this house," he told his girl, "to me this is a blow,
And ne'er return as long as I may live!"
She never saw her father's face again,
Although she always wrote to dear old mother;
This was the burden of her heart's refrain:
"I pray we all shall meet some day or other."
One day they missed her letter, and no more was ever sent,
No tidings came to tell them of her fate;
Her father now is bowed with grief, his anger does repent:
He'd call her back, but now it is too late,"
The poor frail form by strangers has been laid away to reat.
Her spirit may at home be hov'ring near.
They know not where to find her, and, perhaps, 'tis for the best'
Her last words were a prayer for father dear.-Chorus.