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THE days of our youth,
With their grief and their mirth,
With their broad opportunities
For good on the earth;
With their lofty ambitions
Clung to but a day;
With their gains and their lossss,
Are passing away—
Aye, passing away.
The ideals we cherished
And thought to uphold
Through life’s sunny weather,
Or its bitter cold,
Are fast being scattered
By blasts of the day,
Are crumbling and falling
And passing away —
Aye, passing away.
The plans that we treasured,
But never perfected,
The joys that we measured
By blessings expected;
Ah, these were so bright
While permitted to stay—
To tarry a moment
Ere passing away—
Aye, passing away.
The friends whom to us
It seemed were God-given,
Too well heard the summons
That called them to Heaven;
And others as dearly loved,
Even, as they,
With faces turned upward
Are passing away—
Aye, passing away.
The life we Call ours
Is not so, forsooth,
And He doth demand it
Whose own ’tis, in truth;
We’re rendering back to Him,
Day after day,
The life that so surely
Is passing away—
Aye, passing away.
Margaret A. Richard.
Columbia, S. C.
F’OETJKY. Page
My Rosary. Abbie Walker Gould i
Friendship. Bertha H. Stewart 2
Lines 3
The Read Educator. George Bancroft Griffith 4
A Possible Hero. Margaret A. Richard 5 1
The Household Pet. Mrs. Sada Ballard 6
Eternal Hope. Claire K. Alden 12
What Is Love? M. Stewart Warner 14
FICTION.
A Modern Ixion. B. Hoyt Stewart 1
Her Revenge. Laura J. Rittenhouse 2
A Modern Marriage. Constance Beatrice Willard 9
E) PC PA RT MEN T'iS.
The Children’s Hour r
“Sweet Home” 6 1
Editorial 8
Cooking i O
Ideas in Dress I 2
Household Hints 15
Advertising i 6 f
Publisher’s Column - Advertising Rates, Instructions for Remitting, Etc 16
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The Model Teacher. Virginia Smith 3
The Grave OP Esther. Martha B. Marshall ' 3
A Rainy Day Sermon. Alice M. Hale .
Which Was The Better Way? Edna M. Jones 5
Percy’s Easter Rabbit : $
Embroidering on Flannel g
Case for Postal Cards g
Rugs and Polished Floors a
Crocheted Caps for Children g
The Open Eye Club’s First Meeting 7
Hanging Pin Cushions
Cover for Rocking Chair
Culinary Helps Io
Dishwashing. Mrs. Sada Ballard Ir
Fashions and Patterns
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Rest-a-while Christians. Mattie M’lntosh r 4
Practical Education r
Literary Notices
Domestic Suggestions I£ -
The Ideal Rate Card x g
Advertising Correspondence, Etc T g
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OHBE
WHAT! Masquerading still?
March, thou art full old for
such pretense!
(Ah, age doth not always lend itself
to soberness!)
These whirling flakes that hourly
grow more bold,
This shrieking blast, ’neath which
the maples bend;
They’re not thine own.
Thou stolest them—nay, nay, deny
it not!—
From Winter, that thou mightst af
fright us to believe
That thou art fierce December. Hast
thou forgot
The guise thou didst assume last year?
Alluring? Yes, but brief
Thy masquerading then, as all thy
moods, (legion their name!)
Thou earnest then as May, to woo
and to enthrall
With all her witching grace; and
ne’er a thought of shame—
I warrant me,thou rogue!—thoucanst
recall
For blissful hopes that long were
dashed to earth
Ere thy departure.
Knowing thee, March, so well—
Ido but laugh at thy dissembling. I
yield to mirth
Because, despite thy buffeting, the
maples tell
Os swelling buds; and from some
sheltered nook but yesterday
I heard the faint, sweet twitter of a
bird. And more:
The glorious sun, beyond these storm
clouds gray,
Speeds zenithward. March—
Know’st thou ’tis ancient lore
That when thou comest as a lion,
thou wilt depart
E’en as a lamb?
Yet what care I for all thy blustering?
I love thee, March, yea, love with all
my heart,
Because thou art the first-born of the
Spring.
Julia A. Williams.
Indianola, lowa.