. The long ago . r paused to receive their hallowedtouch. Grandfather and grandmother, and the garden,and the river, and the song of the robin in the apple-tree, and all the myriad experiences of the boy-time,are glorified now as never before. In the halcyonThen they were but incidents of the day; in themellowed Now we learn the truth of them, andcatch their wondrous meaning. The flower blossoms are gleaming as colorful andfragrant today as they did in the Long Ago. The bird-songs are as tuneful now as they were sun Is shining just as golden and as genialthis moment as it did when we
. The long ago . r paused to receive their hallowedtouch. Grandfather and grandmother, and the garden,and the river, and the song of the robin in the apple-tree, and all the myriad experiences of the boy-time,are glorified now as never before. In the halcyonThen they were but incidents of the day; in themellowed Now we learn the truth of them, andcatch their wondrous meaning. The flower blossoms are gleaming as colorful andfragrant today as they did in the Long Ago. The bird-songs are as tuneful now as they were sun Is shining just as golden and as genialthis moment as it did when we sat on the beamsof the mill-race and felt on our faces the spray oftumbling waters sun-warmed in the air. We need only open our hearts and let the sun-shine in! And Youth and Age, blended and rejoicing, willgo hand in hand along the path of life to its fargoal bestowing upon us all the freshness of the dew-damp morning, all the vigor of the strenuous noon,and all the peace and calm assurance of the LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 0 018 484 037 64
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