. Book of the Royal blue . THE AMPHIBH MY DARLING. Day has lengthened into nif> supersedes the light;Slowly down the path I go,Leading to my home below. At the window watching thereStands a child so pure, so fair;How she laughs and cries with gleeWhen she catches sight of me! From her now I try to shes quickly at my side;When I clasp her to my breastWhere she loves to lie at rest. Tales si,.-She s|Soon sluThen I ki for bed. Peacefully she lies oer her vigils keep;As I smooth her rumpled hair,From my heart I breathe a prayer. Thoughts of her give me n
. Book of the Royal blue . THE AMPHIBH MY DARLING. Day has lengthened into nif> supersedes the light;Slowly down the path I go,Leading to my home below. At the window watching thereStands a child so pure, so fair;How she laughs and cries with gleeWhen she catches sight of me! From her now I try to shes quickly at my side;When I clasp her to my breastWhere she loves to lie at rest. Tales si,.-She s|Soon sluThen I ki for bed. Peacefully she lies oer her vigils keep;As I smooth her rumpled hair,From my heart I breathe a prayer. Thoughts of her give me new life,Courage fresh to face the strife;Care my dear shall never knowWhile I live—I love her so. —James T. SidUvaii {Boston Post). BOOK OF THE ROYAL FAINT-HEARTED. Nancys tired o livin in the country, so she says;Wants ter see the city, an forever sings its praise;Ses as how she sees herself a-spendin happy days—Nancy is a-goin to the city. Aint a bit o use o me a-workin on the form!Hoein o pertatoes aint a-got a bit o charm!Wisht I wuz with Nancy—her a-hangin on my arm—Nancy is a-goin to the city. Nancy has a way with her Uke Duchesses with Docks—Kind er graceful carriage as they tells erbout in a girl in all the State ats in it with her looks!Nancy is a-goin to the city. Wisht I wuz a graceful cuss an had er noble brow!Wisht at I could waltz a bit an make a clever bow!Wisht at I was good enough fer Nancy, anyhow!Nancy is a-goin to the city. Nancy has ambition an she has a heart o gold;Ses as how shell win success like Joan of Arc of me with such truck as that an fairly knocked me cold!Nancy is a-goin to the city. Wisht I wuz a cultured chap with coats of arms an sich! Wisht I wuz a millionaire, an so
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