Songs of the soil; a small sheaf of verse from the field where poetry is lived . Time Tells Page Twenty-two When the youngster is presentedWith tin soldiers, brightly painted,His ardour for his old toys long ere the colors vanishHe discards them—and gets clannishWith his faded old rag doll or stringof spools. Lo, again—the New Girl enters—Seeing her, the school boy cantersHome, and smoothes his hair be-fore the the novelty soon will find the youth paradingWith the girl next door—his play-mate, neighbor lass.****** So it is with home-town spirit—Though some

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Songs of the soil; a small sheaf of verse from the field where poetry is lived . Time Tells Page Twenty-two When the youngster is presentedWith tin soldiers, brightly painted,His ardour for his old toys long ere the colors vanishHe discards them—and gets clannishWith his faded old rag doll or stringof spools. Lo, again—the New Girl enters—Seeing her, the school boy cantersHome, and smoothes his hair be-fore the the novelty soon will find the youth paradingWith the girl next door—his play-mate, neighbor lass.****** So it is with home-town spirit—Though sometimes we spurn it, jeer itWhen the Voices of the City loudly the day when Truth will show usThat the home-town folks, who know usWith that old-time friendliness, are best of Page Twenty-three The Stay-at-Home : Twenty-four

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