Hallowe’en.

Hallowe'en. 479.5 SHE ate the apple-as did Eve- And looked into the glass; She said, "The Fates will not deceive A little lonely lass." SHE ate the apple, rind and all, So that the Fates could see, Although she was so lone and small. She…

For Sale-A Baby.

For Sale-A Baby. CHARLES K. HARRIS. 319.8 In a cheerless room there sits a sad young mother. Holding in her arms a baby so fair and sweet. In the pantry there's no food to give the baby. There's no shoes to cover up its tiny feet: As she…

DO GOOD.

DO GOOD. 569.4 Do good, do good, there's ever a way, A way where there's ever a will; Don't wait till to-morrow, but do it to-day. And to-day, when the morrow comes, still If you've money, you're armed, And can find work enough In every…

The Old fashioned Homestead

The Old fashioned Homestead. 90.5 I will do remember the old fashioned homestead, That beautiful place where I first saw the light; Where oft to have played on the green when in childhood. That lovely old spot was so happy and bright. The…

The Last Fleree Charge

The Last Fleree Charge. 271.3 'Twas just before the last fierce charge, Two soldiers drew their rein For a parting word and a touch of hand: They might never meet again. One had blue eyes, soft curling hair. Nineteen but a month ago, With…

Comrades

Comrades. 90.2 We from childhood played together, My dear comrade Jack and 1: We would Acht each other's battles, To each other's aid we'd fly; And in bowl's scrapes and troubles You would find us ev'rywhere; Where are went the other…
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THE BROWNIES’ THANKSGIVING GAME.

THE BROWNIES' THANKSGIVING GAME. 426.1 Sometimes excitement ruled the band Till every Brownie took a hand, And pulled and pushed about and ran To interfere with some one's plan. Still keeping this in mind the while The ball was somewhere…

EBB AND FLOW.

EBB AND FLOW. 467.3 I walked beside the evening sea, And dreamed a dream that could not be; The waves that plunged along the shore Said only, "Dreamer, dream no more." Homeward I turned from out the gloom, That sound I heard not in my…

The Promising West.

The Promising West. 265.5 Talk about the land of this glorious Weat. Where people are now rusning, their Intures to test There is where the land is now praised to the aktes: Bring forth your cheers for the sweet by and byes When all the…

Down the Mississipp.

Down the Mississipp. 410.3 (A voyage made before the abolition of sistery.) Twas a winter morning, as the clock struck ten, That we left St. Louis, two dejected men. Gazing on the river, thick with yellow mud And dreaming of disaster fire…

There’s A Spot In The Mountains

There's A Spot In The Mountains. 244.2 There's a spot in the mountains where the dew, dear, Is laden with the odors of the pine, Where the heavens seem unbounded and their blue, dear, Is deepest where it mirrored seems to shine. There at…

Do Your Best

Do Your Best. 154.6 Do your best and leave the rest: Never mind to-morrow; He who works with happy zest Has no need to borrow. Trouble from some future day. True success will come his way. Do your best and leave the rest! He who strives…

Almost Home.

Almost Home. F. H. Stauffer. 330.6 "Are we almost home?"י Ah, yes, wan pilgrim! Wanderer on the shores of Time, With shattered staff. And beard all white with tline- Journeying to the Mecca of the soul; At first the cradle and at last…

GIVE AND GET.

GIVE AND GET. 553.5 "Give others as you journey on. You'll find it worth your while- The courage of a kindly word, The stunshine of a smile: And when you chance upon a day All hopeless, dark and cold, They'll haste with interest to repay,…

The Country Chil’s Good-Night

The Country Chil's Good-Night 153-3 Good-night, dear hills! So still you lie ' Against the bosom of the sky, I know you must be fast asleep, And all night long the stars will keep Their tender watches over you, So must I soon be sleeping,…

Board of Health

Board of Health. 69.2 The Board of Health has asked for $48,000 from Relief Fund with which to kill flies: All about the tents and things Buzz busy flies, Working proboscis and wings Winking all their eyes; Threatening disease and death,…

San Francisco

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San Francisco. 6.7 Immersed in golden shadows At the close of a busy day, Thy hills and vales St. Francis, In peace and quiet lay. Clothed in the folds of slumber, Fair Morpheus reigned supreme Unconscious of death and destruction Thy portion…

To the American Hen

To the American Hen 581.2 [Poets may sing to the glory of the eagle, but the American hen that can equal the production of all our mines is entitled to a tribute for her industry.] Oh, let the country pin Its faith faith to you, O Hen, And…

The Ride of Jennie MeNeal.

The Ride of Jennie MeNeal. 293-8. Paul Revere was a rider bolu Well has his valorus deed been told; Sheridan's ride was a glorious one- Often It has been dwelt upon. But why should men do all the deeds On which the love of a patriot feeds…

The Old Schoolbook

The Old Schoolbook 1798 On the old schoolbook in the dusty nook, With a tearful eye I gaze, Come down, old friend, for an hour we'll spend In talking of bygone days I gaze once more as in days of yore, On the task that taxed the brain;…