A Losing Game.

A Losing Game. 275.5 There is some chance of winning at 'most every game that's played, From polo down to ping-pong. and from poker to old maid You always have some show to prove your strength or craft or skill. And if friendly fortune favors-call…

THE MORTGAGE PAID.

THE MORTGAGE. 599.4 We ain't havin' many luxuries, like. city folkses do, We ain't wearin' all the latest styles an' all our clothes ain't new: Of our honesty and goodness we ain't makin' no parade, But we're havin' all we want to eat an'…

An Advantage.

An Advantage. 409.4 An Advantage you. N When a pretty young miss has a "cast" in her eye It greatly increases her "chances," Because, you must know-if you study the "Why?"- It assists her in throwing her glances.

The Irish Jubilee.

The Irish Jubilee. 403.5 Oh, a short time ago, boys, an Irishman named Doherty. Was elected to the Senate by a very large ma- jority He felt so elated that he went to Dennis Cassius, Who oswned a barroom of a very large capacity. He said to…

SPELLING REFORM IN PUZZLE-DOM.

SPELLING REFORM IN PUZZLE-DOM. 436.7 Did anybody say anything about Reformed Spelling? No, it isn't my wicked intent to stir up a row during this season of good will, but I must take this occasion to say that for economy of space we puzzlists…

“Swan Song” of Bichard Realf.

"Swan Song" of Bichard Realf. 416.3 This poem was written the night Realf committed solide He was born in England in 1831 und died In Oakland, Cal., In 1878. He served with distine- ion in an fliinois regiment in the civil war. Asa Wilter…

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WHEN HEARTS WERE TRUMPS.

WHEN HEARTS WERE TRUMPS. Ralph M. Thomson. 425.2 Once hearts were trumps, yet that was when Love played an honest game with men; Each trick so deftly won and turned, But emphasized the victory earned When hearts were trumps. When…

THE WILL AND THE WAY.

THE WILL AND THE WAY. 531.4 There's something I'd have you remember, boys, To help in the battle of life; It will give you strength in the time of need And help in the hour of strife. Whenever there's something that should be done, Don't…

The Missionary’s Daughter

The Missionary's Daughter. By JAMES J. MONTAGE 288.1 Now, Dollie, keep your eyes on me. Be quiet, an' behave; You're loads of trouble, 'cause, you see, You've got a soul to save. There's dreadful lots you'll need to learn. An' there'll…

There Is a Tavern In the Town

There Is a Tavern In the Town. 293.7 There is a tavern in the town, in the town. And there my dear love sita him down, down, sits him And drinks his wine 'mid laughter free. And never, never thinks of me. Chorus- Fare thee well, for I must…

RUBAIYAT OF SUMMER KHAYYAM.

RUBAIYAT OF SUMMER KHAYYAM. 377.1 WAKE! For the Summer scatters into flight Your wife before you to some Country site; She'll take the children with her, and she'll leave The Parlor Fumiture done up in white. The Cook indeed is gone. The…
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Love, the Illusion.

Love, the Illusion. 320.2 Love is just a cobweb, wet with morning dew; Love is just a fairy spell, invisible to view; A tread-a touch too heavy, and the cobweb is not there A sigh too long, and lo:-the spell has vanished into air! Love is…

The Changed Cross

The Changed Cross. 239.2 It was a time of sadness, and my heart. Although it knew and loved the better part. Felt wearied with the conflict and the strife, And all the needful discipline of life. And while I thought en these, as given to…

A Little Country Lassie

A Little Country Lassie 169.2 I'm a little country lasste. I can iron, churn, and bake, Wash the dishes, feed the poultry. Make a famous Johnny cake, Ride the horses to the water. Drive the cows to pastures green. I would not exchange…

CANNED MUSIC.

CANNED MUSIC. 458.1 There's a gramophone next door, Cross the street are seven more. And about the block I live in there must be at least two weoro (I have counted twenty-four), And they warble and they sing. And they do most everything,…

The Old Log Baru.

The Old Log Baru. 416.5 There's a charm for me yet in the old log barn. So tottering, old and gray. Where wildly I loved long years ago To romp on the new made hay. Chorus. For the merry old times that I sported there, The song that I…

THE RESPITE.

THE RESPITE. 467.1 Now, night, dun-winged, upon a stressful world descends, With calm decree of silence, and day's fanfare ends; Freed souls steal down dim aisles shading sea of sleep, to Awhile to drift, like ships becalmed upon the deep. …

Gathering Home.

Gathering Home. 473.8 Up to the beautiful giver of life, Gathering home, gathering home. Up to the dwelling where cometh no strife. T he dear ones are gathering home. Chorus- Gathering home, gathering home, Never to mrrow ingre, never to…

The Beautiful Hills.

The Beautiful Hills. 457.4 The cities of yore that were reared in crime And renowned by the praise of seern, Went down in the tramp of old King Time To sleep with his gray haired years: But the beautiful hills rise bright and strong Thro…