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WOMAN’S WORK A MAGAZINE of LITERATURE AND DOMESTIC science. ATHENS, GEORGIA. Si. steshsteshsfestedisiistesteshsfesfestestesfesfestesfe ste usfe Jk9ic U lift < \O( Jy ) j ijirLW Vt Ji j I VTOy /aV 7 a iH TWO children on the streamlet’s bank, Where grassesgrew both tall and rank, Played gaily at their seek and hide, Unconscious of the coming tide That rises high with heave and lift, And sets young hopefuls out adrift: So Robert touched his manhood’s shore, And Jennie was a child no more, * • * The summer sun was shining bright, And covered earth with radiant light; Flowers, both beautiful and rare, Did cast their fragrance on the air; The forest songsters all day long Warbled most merrily their song; "Vet Jennie, standing on the bridge That crossed the stream below the ridge, Did sigh a lonely sigh, and weary— Life looked to be both dark and dreary. But Robert, in his first day dream, Had moored his boat upon the stream, And —standing out upon the bow With manly stamp upon his brow— Was watching Jennie, as she stood In all the bloom of maidenhood; While she, within the depths below, Beheld the whirling waters go. POETRY. Page To Bertie. Ethel Burbank Langston i Our Heritage. Esther M. H0we11 ....777777.777777777 5 The Picnic. Julia A. Williams 6 When We Feel. Walter Scott Ha5ke11 7777777 10 My Poems. Mrs, E. E. Orcutt u FICTION. In at The Death. Irma B. Matthews 1 Aunt Emily’s Bereavement (Concluded). Mrs. J. C. Roberts...7Z777 7 DEPA RTM ENTS. The Children’s Hour 7777777777777777' 6 Edit0ria1""... .77777 8 Seek 5tudy 7777777777777777777 1 o Talks With Mothers 7777777 n Useful Hint 577.7777.77777777777777777777777777 12 Domestic Keys Coo king 7777777 7 7777777 14 Arrows for Advertisers Publisher’s C01umn „7.777777777777 16 SwUF . 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A new light flashed across her sky: The echo of his calling words Was mingled with the songs of birds, She saw the flowers sweet and rare, The earth to her looked bright and fair. Returning Robert’s lovelit gleam, She slowly walked down to the stream; And —standing on the water’s edge, Beneath the waving willow hedge— Reached out her hand so small and thin, And Robert lifted her right in. Contents. He loosed the moorings of the boat, And let it gently downward float, Thus starling out in sunny weather Adown the stream of life together. All life to Jennie now looked new, As o’er the waters swift they flew; The gentle ripple of the wave Softly against the boat did lave; And in the current deep and blue, The silver-sided fishes grew; With her fair fingers smooth and white, She plucked the water lilies bright, That grew, with ever restless head, Upon its moving watery bed. But Robert’s day dream now was o’er, For life to him would, evermore, Most truly be a thing of truth — All free from follies of his youth. With precious Jennie by his side He feared no more to stem the tide: While looking on her face so bright, His heart was filled with glad delight. But as they traveled, by and by Both dark and threat’niug grew the sky, A tempest gathered in the cloud, The thunder muttered long and loud; The vivid lightning danced in flashes, The heavy rain fell fast in dashes; MISCELLANEOUS. Page A Southern California Indian Village in 1816 Hannah E. Taylor 2 Alabama City—an Ideal Mill Village. Mathilde Bilbro 4 Fashions and Patterns 5 Letters From an Indian Girl. Rose L Ellerbe 6 A Bear Experience. Ray Lapham 7 The Saloon and Oxe of its Causes. Alice M. Long, D. P. 10 Prospective and Retrospective u Denver National Convention, W. C. T. U. Mrs. S. Naomi Wolcott 11 Helps for the Housewife I 2 Cleaning Preparati0n 7777777777777777777777 7 it Heaven’s First Law. Cecily Chapman Wesselhoeft j-? The Best Cook Book. Mrs. C. C. Wouters.. 777.777777 it Clean Comforters ’77777777777 11 Washing Windows. Busy Bee 7.77'7777777 11 Choice Recipe 577777.777777777777 7777777777777 14 Culinary Helps .77777777777 15 A Personal W0rd .777777777.77777777.. 16 Expirations 77777777777777777777777777777777 16 Instructions for Remitting, Etc 7.7777 16 Advertising Rates .7777777777777777777777 777777 16 The wind rushed forward in a gale, And broke away the top mainsail; The billows, roll on roll, went high— No ready help for them was nigh; They feared with every coming dash The boat upon the rocks would crash. Yet, Jennie knew no word of fail: All through the heaviest of the gale She took her stand beside the wheel, And kept the timbers of the keel From dashing on the heavy rock That gave their hearts so great a shock. The brave man, overworked and tired, Now with new life did seem inspired; As thus they steered and rowed together All safely through the stormy weather. * * • Much blest is every man in life Who hath real helpmeet in bis wife— Who, when she hears the scraping keel Will lend a hand to turn the wheel; Who, in a gale will help to row, S > both may safe and steady go Through all the squalls' of stormy weather Adown the stream of life together. Rachel B. Ray. I 'r' 1 '"A" ;uw 1)J IMr xWi! yISx k oWf iran i l, w rl /-Jew \) / fl i H.