Sororian . :..-. I pr ,;».-j MIBI3P! nussigs. When Day Is Done When the day s irksome toiling is ended,And the sun sinks at last in the west; Then the laborer with brow free from worryTrudges home for a welcome rest. He is hailed down the road near the mile-post By the scamper of eager enveloped and almost half-smothered With embraces both bear like and sweet. Oh! tis for this that the hot summer s glaringIs borne with a Spartandike smile. And the thought of his happy home-comingKeeps his weary heart gay all the while. With the tiniest boy on his shoulderAnd a lad and a lass by each h

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Sororian . :..-. I pr ,;».-j MIBI3P! nussigs. When Day Is Done When the day s irksome toiling is ended,And the sun sinks at last in the west; Then the laborer with brow free from worryTrudges home for a welcome rest. He is hailed down the road near the mile-post By the scamper of eager enveloped and almost half-smothered With embraces both bear like and sweet. Oh! tis for this that the hot summer s glaringIs borne with a Spartandike smile. And the thought of his happy home-comingKeeps his weary heart gay all the while. With the tiniest boy on his shoulderAnd a lad and a lass by each hand, They hurry on home to mother. Would he change with the prince of the land. Would he give that sight in the evening glowFor a share of the worlds esteem ? No! a single hour of honest joyIs -worth all of sins false gleam. For the gambling chance of the counting house Is but chaff in lifes oceans foam,Tis but naught when weighed in the balance With a poor man s happy home. E. L. H., 19. J^i i ^*^ S I> ,- !OT^MiLffl

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