. Switch lights . al meThrough this deep, strange is the line of life—Full of danger, full of Thy signals let me see—Oh, my Master, signal me,Signal me. When theres danger round lifes curve,Or I from the track might swerve—Lest some wreck might hapjjen there—This, Oh Master, is my prayer:That Thy hand will signal meSafely through lifes mystery. When at last I end lifes its weariness is done;When Thy terminal I the welcome lights Thy signal wave to me: *^^Heavens line is clear for for thee. SWITCH-LIGHTS. 29 Olben t
. Switch lights . al meThrough this deep, strange is the line of life—Full of danger, full of Thy signals let me see—Oh, my Master, signal me,Signal me. When theres danger round lifes curve,Or I from the track might swerve—Lest some wreck might hapjjen there—This, Oh Master, is my prayer:That Thy hand will signal meSafely through lifes mystery. When at last I end lifes its weariness is done;When Thy terminal I the welcome lights Thy signal wave to me: *^^Heavens line is clear for for thee. SWITCH-LIGHTS. 29 Olben the Olbietle Blows* When the whistle blows, My dads a-comin;You jest bet I knows Hes surely a-humminDown cross the creek—For thats his very trickWhen hes a-comin downThe hill into the town An the whistle blows! When the whistle blows I leave my playinWhether its tops or shows, Or Im a-Mayin—An run off to the trackTo give some signal backIn answer to his own,An to the deep, deep toneAs the whistle blows!. 30 SWITCH-LIGHTS. When the whistle blewThat summer mornin-I had a feelin new—Twas like a warninThat somethin had gone wrong,A-keepin dad so long,—It broke my mothers heart,Though neighbors did their partAfter the whistle blew I Xow when the whistle blows. My heart begins achinTis jest so full of woes, An no mistakin!For oyer daddys graveThe grass an flowers wave,While we shed burnin tearsAll through the lonesome years,When the whistle blows! SWITCH-LIGHTS. 31 Xooh Out for the Switch, Chuck V In Memory of P. H. G. Look out— for the— switch— Chuck!The sick boy wildly waved his arm— His mind, once strong, had given way—And shouted out in dread alarm To one, his mate of school boy days—Oh, Chuck!— Look out— for the— switch! Look out— for the— switch— Chuck!And thus for a week his life wore on— The life of our schoolmate, brother, , out in the early mornings dawn, Had struck the switch on the outer bend,Oh, Chuck!— Look out— for
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