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THE WINDING ROAD.

THE WINDING ROAD. 308.5 Ho for the road, the winding road, That stretches away o'er the hills to where? A hickory staff and a crust my load, With a song to sing and a leave of care. Ho for the road, the winding rond, That leads like a ribbon…

Where Is Hep.

Where Is Hep. 447.8 We've had the muckrakers, The scandal and crime. And now for the man With the chloride of lime. -Milwaukee Sentinel.

Rememebtance.

Rememebtance. 256.2 Soft! and low the music came, And yet it every crevice filled; Strains of melody so sweet That s'en the mocking bird was stilled. And then there came the silence, doe When every note had passed away, Leaving naught…