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A Hymn of Peace.
(To the Tune of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic.")
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the day of Peace on
Earth,
We have waited for the victory and the world's triumph
ant birth;
Into Freedom for all nations and good will to men on
earth.
For God is marching on.
1 have seen the manhood of the world at every race and
creed,
Rise in righteous indignation at the Tyrants bloody deed;
They have crushed the feudal monster, and
Right, not Might, will lead,
For God is marching on.
I have read the fateful sentence, "As ye sow so shall ye
reap,”
And this mighty law of justice is eternal though we sleep.
Awake, arise! the dawn is here—all souls the r vigils
keep,
For God is marching on.
I
He has sounded forth the gospel of the Brotherhood of
Man.
All for each and each for all, is the great almighty plan;
Each selfish interest and pursuit let every nation ban,
For God is marching oh.
In the beauty, truth and wisdom of this love for all man
kind.
Taught by teachers in all ages, men their souls will surely
find;
And long sought peace and harmony with all the nations
bind.
For God is marching on.
—Alvira Phelps Haagsma.
ILurb s grayer
Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be
Thy Name- (Mat. vi:9.)
Have we not all one Father? Hath not one God
created us? Why do we deal treacherously every
man aga nst his brother by profaning the covenant
of our fathers? (Mai. ii: 10.)
Thy kingdom come. (Mat. vi:10.)
Owe no man any thing, but to love one another,
for he that kA'cth another hath fulfilled the law
(Rom xiii:B.) For by one Spirit are we all bap
tized into one body, whether we be Jews or Gentiles
whether we be bond or free; and have been all
made to drink into one Spirit. (I. Cor. xii:l3.)
Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.
(Mat. vi:10.)
Where there is neither Greek nor Jew, circumcis
ion or uncircumcision, Barbarian, Scythian, bond
nor free: But Christ is all, and in all. (Col.
ill:II.)
Give us this day our daily bread. (Mat. vi ill)
Then Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say
unto you, Moses gave you not that bread from
Heaven; but My Father glveth you the true bread
from Heaven. For the bread of God is He which
oometh down from Heaven, and giveth life unto
the world. Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that
believeth on Me hath everlasting life. I am that
bread of life (St. John vi:32-33-47-48.) Give to
him that asketh thee, and from him that would
borrow of thee turn not thou away. (Mat. v:42.)
And forgive our debts, as we forgive our debt
ors. (Mat. vi :12.)
Fof if we forgive men their trespasses, your
heavenly Father will also forgive you: But if ye
forgive not men their trespasses, neither will your
Father forgive your trespasses. (Mat. vi:l4, 15.)
And lead us not into temptation (Mat. vi:l3)
Then saith Jesus unto him. Get thee hence, Satan,
For it is written, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy
God, and Him only shalt thou serve. (Mat. iv. 10.)
But deliver us from evil. (Mat. vi: 13.)
For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the
whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall
a man give In exchange for his soul? For the Son of
man shall come in the glory of His Father with His
angels; and then He shall reward every man ac
cording to his works. (Mat. xvl:26, 27.) What doth
it profit, my brethren though a man say he hath
faith, and have not works? Can faith save him?
If a brother or sister be naked, and destitute of
daily food, and one of you say unto them, Depart in
peace, be ye warmed and filled; notwithstanding ye
give them not those things which are needful to the
body; what doth It profit? Even so, faith, if it Hath
not works, is dead, being alone (Jas. ii: 14-17.)
For Thine is the kingdom. (Mat. vi:l3.)
Wherefore we receiving a kingdom which cannot
be moved, let us have grace, whereby we may serve
God acceptably with reverence and godly fear: For
our God is a consuming fire. (Heb. xii:2B-29.)
And the power. (Matt. vi:18.)
And Jesus looking upon them saith, With men it
is Impossible, but not with God: for with God all
things are possible. (Mark x:27.)
And the glory. (Mat. vi 13)
Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible,
the only wise God, be honor and glory for ever and
ever, Amen. (I. Tim. i: 17.)
For ever, Amen. (Mat. vi:l3.)
I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the
end, the first and the last. The grace of our Lord
Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen. (Rev. xxii:
13-21.)
—Arranged by Charles W. Miller, Vicksburg,
Miss., and printed in Editor and Publisher.)
The Critical Spirit.
(By Joseph Robinson, in Macon Telegraph)
In our readiness to criticise others, we ail
might take a leaf out of Robert E. Lee’s book,
who let fall words of wisdom, not only on this
subject, but on many others, that will help us
in difficult passages of our life To someone
connected with Washington and Lee Univer
sity, who tried to curry favor with General
Lee, by criticising Grant, he said. “Sir, if you
ever presume to speak disrespectfully of Gen
eral Grant in my presence, either you or I will
sever his connection with the university.” Not
all of u>, however, are thus big enough to see
that tlioee "’ho have oppose lis nay have
sterling qualities. It is easier to flatter our
vanity by criticising them or listening to oth
ers do so than to act in the large spirit of Lee.
Again, when Lee was once urged to go to
some one and point out to that individual that
he was not acting wisely, he replied, “Ah,
madame, I find it s 0 hard to keep one poor
sinner’s heart in the right way, that it seems
presumptuous to try to help others.
When we find ourselves saying the harsh
word about another, a little self-examination
leading to a testing of < ur motive or perhaps
a tangled skein of moth es for being thus crit
ical, will not be amiss. Sometimes it is pure
envy. Sometimes they have not paid us quite
the deference that we think is out due. Some
times they march to the tune of a different
piper from the one whose celestial strains we
seem to hear, and so we cannot keep intellect
ual step with them Sometimes our judgment
of them is a mere surface judgment that does
not penetrate to motives that may be high and
fine. We see the outward failure but not the
inner struggle. George Eliot never did more
human-hearted work than in her “Scenes from
Clerical Life.” In “The Sad Fortunes of Amos
Barton,” she pictures the life of a minister
who is doing his best to be worthy of his high
calling, blit who lacks social tact and adapta
bility. In one chapter we see him in the light
of his own problems and struggles. In the
next we hear his rich parishioners in self-su
perior fashion, discussing and jeering at his
miserable failures. Our sympathy is with the
poor pastor, for we see the pur e well-springs
of kindness and unselfishness from which his
actions flow. Finally, the author says, “It is
apt to be sc, in this life, I think. While we are
coldly discussing a man’s career, sneering at
his mistakes, blaming his rashness—that man,
in his solitude, is perhaps shedding hot tears
because his sacrifice is a hard one, because
strength and patience are failing him to speak
the difficult word and do the difficult deed.”
r-uch an illuminating sentence as this shows us
how much better than criticism is “the deep
sighted sympathy, which is wiser than all
biame, more potent than all reproof.”
Sometimes we measure others by the .little
measuring rod of our own pettiness. * The
money grubber will hardly understand the
spirit that actuates the missionary- Some
times a fault-findir.g spirit is due merely to in
experience. That is why youth is often given
to saying unkind things. As Margaret Deland
says in one of her “Old Chester Tides,” 'There
is nothing quite so cruel as this beautiful, illu
sive, fleeting thing called youth.” Phillips
Brooks, in his sermon on “The Choice Young
Man,” says that he feels the burdened man’s
burden because his own shoulders have never
felt an ache. But there are not many young
people who can do this till they themselves
have suffered and borne burdens. One of the
most interesting experiences that have come
to me in the college classroom is to observe a
student’s attitude to his work and to myself as
his teacher, and then to compare 1 his attitude
with what it becomes after he has “staid out
and taught a year.” How much finer sympa
they ana understanding- there is between us
after he has done a similar work and has had
to solve similar problems. And how much less
critical he is! In the school of life how much
more sympathetic we are towards those who
are bearing burdens that we are bearing!
Dr. John Watson said a good thing for us
all to remember, when he said, “Remember,
every man is carrying a heavy load.” It may
be some inner burden of physical disability or
iniherited evil tendency to be struggled
against, or perhaps some defect of early train
ing that weeps him from giving outward ex
pression to the heavenly vision that goes be
fore him like a mystic cloud by day and a di
vine fire by night. Howells, whose knowledge
of human nature is as exact as his realistic
pictures of “the American scene,” describes
such a character: “He seems the type of a
blind soul that gropes darkly through life, to
find the doorway of some divine truth and
beauty—touched by the heavenly harmonies
from within, and miserably failing, amid the
scornful cries and bitter glee of those who
have no will but to mock aspiration.”
It is well to remember that our judgment
of others is often judgment of ourselves One
with mean motives will hardly impute gener
ous motives to others. Another with unself
ish motives will find people better than they
are. And that is not a bad thing either, for
we are likely to try to be what we are believed
to be. How much those who love us and be
lieve in us help us to be worthy of their affec
tion and belief! The professor that helped me
most in college days somehow saw some good
in me. I prepared my lessons for his class,
whatever else happened, not because I had
any fear of Professor Lommen, but because I
did not want to disappoint him. Mark Twain’s
mother had the beautiful art of liking and be
lieving good of people. He tells of a little
conspiracy against her in which he and h ; s
friends in her presence spoke despitefully of
the devil, heaping malediction after maledic
tion upon poor old Satan. The dear old lady
kept fidgeting and growing warmer, and fin
ally burst out: “Well, how could you expect
him to do any better when no one ever says a
kind word about him, not even the minis
ters?” Can you wonder that everyone liked
the great humorist’s mother and that there
Was nothing unlovely in her old age? We are
never less critical of others than when we are
doing some task that we can put all our heart
and mind into—some happy task that makes
us forget the little pin pricks that someone’s
thoughtless acts or words have been to us.
But there is a criticism that is helpful and
constructive. Such criticism, is we are wise,
we give not in a moment of anger, but in some
moment of good fellow ship when it will be re
ceived in the spirit in which it was meant. So
gracious a counsellor of youth is Dean Briggs
of Harvard, that reproval from him is almost
sweeter than prais e from another. Such tact
ful criticism knows when and to whom we
speak It knows that there is rarely a club or
society or high school or college faculty that
does riot have in its number some member who
is the enfant terrible of the body, who is al
ways saying the malapropos thing, and who is
not content with letting the cat out of the bag,
but somehow also contrives at th e same time
to give its tail a vigorous twist. And yet this
tactful criticism remains quiet as to the words
of such a kill-joy and mar-plot, for he often
has solid qualities that more than counterbal
ance his sweet gift of blurting out the wrong
thing.
THE TRIBUNE-NEWS, CARTERSVILLE, GA. JULY 12, 1923.
Bible Thoughts for
the Week
Sunday.
NO MORE FEARS —Thou shalt
not be afraid for the terror by
night; nor for the arrow that flletl
by day: Nor for the pestilence that
walketh in darkness ; nor for the de
struction that wasteth at noonday
—Ps. 91:5, 6.
Monday.
WHY WILL YB DlE?—Cast
away from you all your transgres
slons, whereby ye have trans
gressed : and make yon anew bear
and anew spirit: for why will ye
die, O house of Israel? For I have
no pleasure in the death of him
that dleth, saith the Lord God
wherefore turn yourselves, and live
ye.—Ezek. 18:31, 32.
Tuesday.
A SUN AND SHIELD—The
Lord God la a aun and shield: the
Lord wIU give grace and glory; no
good thing will he withhold from
them that walk uprightly.—Ps
84:11.
Wednesday.
MAN IS GOD'S IMAGE.—And
God said, Let us make man in ou
image, after our likeness: and le
them have domtoion . . . ove
all the earth ... So God createi
man in his own image, in the lmag<
of God created he him; male and
female created he them. —Gen
1:26, 27.
Thursday.
ALL THINGS POSSIBLE.—
Jesus said unto him. If thou cans
believe, all things are possible to
him that believeth. —Mark 9:23.
Friday.
HOW TO CONQUER AN ENE
MY.—When a man’s ways pleas
the Lord, he maketh even his ene
mies to be at peace with him. —
Prov. 10:7.
Saturday.
RIGHTED! SN ESS BRINGS
PEACE.—The work of righteous
ness shall be peace; and tlie eilec
of righteousness, quietness and as
surauee for ever. And my peopl
shall dwell in a peaceable habita
tion, and in sure dwellings, and i
quiet esting places.—lsa. 32:17, 18
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JOGVILLE |
t JOTT IN G S t
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SOPHRONIA APPLEGATE.
“An honest confession is good
for the soul,” so at the outset, I
must confess that this tribute to
Sophronia Applegate is wirtten
in the hop fc that possibly some
publisher might read, and be
convinced that as a literary
genius, Sophronia is worth cul
tivating as an acquaintance.
Having literary aspirations, So
phronia, as a poetess, breathes
individuality in every line. It is
probably not ethical to take
this means of advertising an un
known genius, but I feel that 1
would be remiss in my duties
did I not give Sophronia the
publicity she undoubtedly de
serves.
As stated at the outset, So
phronia has literary aspira
tions, and has written a number
of poems, that I am unable, for
lack of space, to reproduce at
this time Be it known also that
she realizes that she does not
possess what could be termed a
strictly good, commercial lit
erary name. So she writes un
der the nom d e plume of Poesy
Whittier, because, as she states
it, Edgar Allen Poe and John
Greenleaf Whittier are her fa
vorite poets, and her style, she
trusts, smaks of the flavor of
these two favorites.
Enough about this budding
genius! Let the following sam
ple of her work speak for itself,
and may its true merit be ap
preciated by the intelligent
reader:
“THE CROW.”
(By Poesy Whittier.)
1.
Oh, gentle crow,
Of Stygian black.
Away you go,
But please come back.
2.
You stand for gloom.
But I will raise,
And do assume
This song of praise.
3.
The farmers scorn
You, wicked wight,
You eat their corn
From morn till n.ght.
4. ,
Till now no pen
Has wrote you praise.
But I defend
Your wicked ways.
5.
. So, gentle cow,
Of Stygian black,
Away you go,
But please come back,
(Finis.)
I have read Poe’s famous
poem, “The Raven,” but can’t
say just where Miss Sophronia
gets’ the idea that she sounds
like Whittier, but I am glad to
recognize budding £ e . l } lus
whenever I meet it, and if it so
happens that Miss Applegate s
poem, above faithfully repro
duced, has touched the heart ot
any publisher of merit, a card
addressed to her, care of Gen
eral Delivery, at Jogville. will
be sure to reach her, and who
knows but what this friendl>
boost may yet be the means of
leaving to prosterity a priceless
heritage of intellectual gems.
“Bartow County, In Ye Olden Days”
“TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO”
FROM COUP ANT-AMERICAN, IBBUE OF
JULY 14, 1898.
Stilesboro Farmer*’ Club Meet*
The regular monthly meeting of the Stiles
boro Farmers’ Club was held at the home of
Dr. Thomas P. Jones, on last Saturday, the 9th
There was a full attendance of the mem
bers, and their families. The business session
of the club occupied the greater part of the
morning, and reconvened in the afternoon to
complete the work.
The members reported their crops in good
condition, but some had suffered considerably
from drought. The wheat and oat crops have
turned out well, and these progressive farm
ers have an abundantce to sell, besides a good
reserve for home use.
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Confederate Veteran* Meet.
A special meeting of the P. M. B. Young
Camp No. 820, U. C. V., will be held at the
tourt house next Saturday, the 16th, at 1:30
o’clock p. m., for the purpose of arranging
final details of the trip of the camp to the At
lanta reunion. D. B. Freeman, Commander;
John J. Calhoun, Adjutant.
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Mr*. Granger Goes to Philadelphia.
Mrs. A. O. Granger left Monday on a visit
to Philadelphia.
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Prof. Dave* in Atlanta.
Prof. W. W. Daves went down to Atlanta
Monday to spend several days.
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A Prominent Visitor
Miss Sallie Black, of Rome, has been in the
city several days, as the guest of Mrs. James
Wilkes.
* * *
Miss Clara Tumlin Visits Cartersville
Miss Clara Tumlin, of Fort Worth, Texas,
is visiting her grandmother, Mrs. E. M. Gil
reath, in this city.
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St. Simon’s Still a Favorite Resort
Mr. and Mrs. Albert Strickland, and Mas
ter Sidney, will leave Saturday for a week’s
stay at St. Simon’s Island.
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Prominent Visitors
Mrs. Hicks and her daughter, Miss Corra
Hicks, whn left Cartersville several years ago,
and took *p their hom e in Texas, are on a visit
to this city, at present the guests of Mr. and
Mrs. C. N. Patterson. Their home is at Austin.
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Mr*. Felton Return*
Mrs. H. E. Felton has returned home, after
an absence of several months, spent with her
mother in Rome. Her friends will be glad to
know that she has recovered from a recent se
vere illness.
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A Congenial Party
Mr. J. E. Field, T. E. Vaughan, Thomas
Powell, Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Knight, Misses
Rebecca and Annie Wolford, and Ola Bolt,
The Right Kind of Man
In Demand.
A large New York firm is advertising for a
superintendent of its department stores- It
says it wants “the right kind of man.’ The
Meridian (Miss.) Star asks, “What is the
right kind of a man?’’ and proceeds to answer
its question as follows:
The right kind of man is honest He must be
trustworthy. No firm can afford to have in its em
ploy any man whom it cannot trust.
The right man is prompt. He is more tliar,
prompt. He will make it his business to see that
things are done, not merely on time, but AHEAD of
time.
The right man is economical. He realizes that it
is the money of others that he is spending.
The right man sees much in little. Small things
look very large to the proper mind.
The right man knows his business. He knows
every phase and needs not the watchful eye of his
employer to goad him on.
The right man does things. He offers no excuses.
He doesn't know how to make excuses.
The right man has no bad habits. He cannot
dissipate and do his work.
The right man is courteous, energetic, watchful,
clean, manly, a living dynamo of man hood.
The Meridian paper draws a fine picture
of the kind of man that every business house
needs at its head. Not only do these houses
need men of this character at their head, but
they need employes of this type in every de
partment. Anck“the right kind of man” can
get employment whenever he wants it. He is
in demand, because the man who employs him
knows that he is worth the money paid for his
services.
But the man who works against time, who
waits for the clock to point to the hour of quit
ting and has his coat and hat on ready to go
when the hour arrives, but who is not so par
ticular about the time when he begins work,
and not concerning himself if it happens to be
a little after beginning time—that sort of a
man is never going to get very far, unless he
mends his ways. He belong to the type that
does not get down to work until the “boss” ar
rives at the office, which is the worst type of
employe;
The right kind of a man—the right kind of
an employe—always has his mind on business,
especially during work hours, and many and
many a time, long after the doors of the es
tablishment are closed for the day, he wrestles
with problems, both great and small, seeking
their solution. This does not mean that this
man takes no time for rest and recreation; it
does not mean that he must devote every wak
ing moment to business, but it does mean that
he must not forget his business to the extent
of neglecting it at any time.
The right sort of a man is always a winner.
The other kind is never one—Columbus En
quirer-Sun.
“FIFTY YEARS AGO”
FROM THE CARTERSVILLE BTANDARD
AND EXPRESS, JULY 10, 1873.
Boy* Struck By Lightning.
On Sunday last, about twelve o’clock, a
party of boys were passing through the field
of Jonas Temple, near Buford, in Calhoun
county, and the entire party was prostrated by
a thunder bolt. Eldridge Paul, the son of Mrs.
Elizabeth Paul, a widow, was instantly killed.
The balance of the party, four of Temple’s
boys, were rendered helpless for some hours.
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When Lottery Drawing Wa* All Right.
Louisville, July 8, 1873.—The drawing
of the Kentucky Library Lottery commenced
at ten o’clock. It was announced that all the
tickets had been sold, and the drawing was
full, the scheme distributing half a million
dollars.
The lucky numbers: 21764 drew $20,-
000; 10,500 drew $5,000.00; 98,743 drew
$10,000; 6,530 drew $50,000; 20,893 drew
SIOO,OOO.
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Superior Court Meet*.
The Superior Court holding its adjourn
ed term at this place, on Monday last, ad
journed after one day’s session, until the regu
lar term in September, next.
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Kit Conyers Assistant Marshal.
Our clever friend, Kit Conyers, we are
glad to learn, has been appointed assistant
marshal of our city. We have known Kit a '
long time, and are confident that he will do to
rely on in any emergency. With Jim Wilker
son and Kit Conyers as marshals of our city,
we feel assured that law and order will be en
forced as far as any two men can enforce
them.
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J. R. McKinney Had Large Plow.
During our recent visit to Cherokee, our
friend, J. R. McKinney, showed us his splen
did crop of corn and cotton, and we discovered
the cause of his success when we found a
freedman plowing a pair of large mules
hitched to a sweep which cleaned the ground
from row to row, with a single furrow. In
this way he was laying by his corn at the rate
ox ten acres per day. We thought that looked
like business. Rube will always come out
ahead if there is any chance.
left Monday for Norfolk, Va., where they will
spend several days.
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Misses Munford and Akin Attend Press
Meeting
Misses Louis Munford and Sallie Mae Akin
left Monday morning for Newnan to attend a
meeting of the Weekly Press Association,
which convened in that city Tuesday. They
will go on ap excursioifwhich left last night
for New York, stopping en route at Nashville,
Washington, and othft interesting points.
They will return by schooner by Norfolk, and
will be absent about two weeks.
Editorial Comment on
“Rev. Lon Davit-” #
Speaking of the sensational disclosures in
connection with the firing of “Rev. Lon Da
vis,” alias Roye E. Davis, Pat Griffin gets off
the following in the Bainbridge Post-Search
light:
“The Farmers’ Union did a good day’s
work when they got rid of Roy Davis and
elected Jim Weaver as head of that institu
tion. Jim Weaver is an honest-to-goodness
farmer and a man that this paper likes to
work with. We have been sore on the elec
tion of this other guy, for we felt he was not
what he claimed to be. The Union is to be
congratulated that it smoked this bully out in
time, and also that they have secured the serv
ice of a man like Weaver. Jim Weaver is a
real man with the farmer’s interest at heart,
and a man that will give them actual service
and counsel. This paper is especially happy
over the selection because it knows Weaver
so well that it knows it will not waste any
space trying to help him in the work. Give us
a good leader in anything and we will get the
results.
*
One fellow suggests that if the Knights of
Columbus will all mask up and hold a few pa
rades without telling who they are, the Ku
Klux will then demand that everybody un
mask. Somehow, we believe that this could
be done- The mask idea goes to pieces when
it becomes common. Somebody unmasked.
Brer. Roy Davis all of a sudden. Yet he has
been held out to the folks as a leader. There
is something wrong there.
The record of Roy E. Davis, the man that
was running Valdosta, is not going to add
much lustre to the Ku Klux selections of or
ganizers. Roy is the guy that wanted to throw
the spotlight on the living of Lowndes .folks,
but somehow the rays went awray and a peek
wj>s gotten into his. Oh, well, sometimes
thmgs do go wrong.
A Rose-Memory
Once, in a garden of supreme delight,
I saw it, rimmed with dew;
Sw-eet-singing to the scented summer night:
It is a dream of you!
•
A dream of you dear, —bringing sweet unrest.
From which I would not part
How could it bloom to wither on my breast.
Sweetheart! Sweetheart! Sweetheart!
After the years comes Love, by memory led.
Where stars forget to gleam:
The garden ruined, and the dear rose dead, —
The phantom of a dream!
O, sea! dividing lives that loved in vain,—
O, corai isles afar!
* Darkness and distance, where the storms complain
From trouble star to star.
•
Read me her dreams, beneath the alien skies—
Over the wild sea-foam . . .
Love is not love that is not sacifloe, —
And Love will lead Love home.
—Frank L. Stantoa.