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 Hillcrest, near Delta, Ohio (Illustration) . . 10 
 Homestead on the Hill ................... 11 
 
 Ambition ............................... 13 
 
 The Dying Soldier ....................... 14 
 
 A Word and a Smile ..................... 17 
 
 On the Death of a Friend ................ .19 
 
 Broken Castles ......................... 20 
 
 Broken Castles (Illustration) ............. 21 
 
 Heart's Ease ............................ 22 
 
 Winchester ............................. 24 
 
 Bundle of Letters (Illustration) .......... 32 
 
 A Bundle of Letters ..................... 33 
 
 The Conflict ............................ 35 
 
 Island of Somewhere ..................... 36 
 
 Words Without Melody .................. 39 
 
 Friendship .............................. 41 
 
 Sentence Sermons ............ . . 42
 
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 I have left the dear, old homestead, 
 In Ohio far away, 
 
 And tonight sweet memories cluster 
 Round me, in a bright array; 
 As I rest from labors weary 
 Toilers' rest is ever sweet 
 Fancy lifts the veil that hides it, 
 The dear, old home in its retreat. 
 
 Sheltered on a sunny hillside, 
 Where the shadows love to play 
 Hide and seek with golden sunbeams, 
 Through the livelong Summer day ; 
 Where the wild birds make sweet music, 
 As they sing among the trees 
 That are gently rocked by zephyrs, 
 Of the balmy Western breeze.
 
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 Azure skies that smile above it, 
 Form a sea of deepest blue, 
 Where white-winged cloud ships 
 Idly wander, ever changing, ever new, 
 Till at last in sunset splendor, 
 They have joined that bright array, 
 Welcomed night-time and her glories 
 And bade farewell to parting day. 
 
 O, the odor of the roses ! 
 Over all the flowers queen, 
 The remembrance of thy sweetness 
 Comes o'er me in a pleasant dream; 
 And the pale moon smiles down softly 
 On a scene of calm delight, 
 Restful homestead, in thy beauty 
 In the quiet Summer night 
 
 I may wander far, far from thee, 
 And the years may come and go, 
 Ere I may again behold thee, 
 Charming home in Ohio; 
 But the memory of thy beauty 
 Will my soul with rapture thrill, 
 Longing to again behold thee 
 Dear old homestead on the hill.
 
 li r a r t uMi u 9 M 13 
 
 Ambition 
 
 The flower we think most beautiful 
 Is the one beyond our reach, 
 The fruit we deem most luscious 
 Is the sweet high-hanging peach. 
 
 If we set our heart on treasures 
 
 We must struggle to attain 
 
 When our hands reach out and grasp them, 
 
 We've forgotten all our pain.
 
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 A soldier lay dying alone, 
 His life blood was ebbing fast ; 
 A wistful look in his dim, blue eye, 
 His hand o'er his heart was claspt. 
 
 The battle was fought at sunset, 
 A terrible rain of lead, 
 And round him comrades are sleeping 
 The calm sleep of the dead. 
 
 He thinks of his home in the Northland, 
 Of loved ones waiting there, 
 And as these thoughts come o'er him, 
 He breathes their names in prayer.
 
 $i>art OUjnnglM* 15 
 
 In the prayer his mother taught him 
 In childhood's sunny hour; 
 Asking of God to ever guard 
 And keep them by His power. 
 
 The stars come out in their glory, 
 The moon smiles on serene, 
 But the soldier boy has pitched his tent 
 In the land of the Great Unseen. 
 
 He has given his life for his country, 
 A debt she can ne'er repay; 
 And silently crossed the River of Death 
 To await the Judgment Day.
 
 Ifi 2j r a r t h n it g h t 
 
 No more will reville arouse him, 
 
 He'll answer no longer to taps ; 
 
 The colors he struggled so bravely to bear 
 
 His mouldering form now enwraps. 
 
 From the green grassy slope of the hillside, 
 From the sweet-scented flowery dell, 
 We bring blossoms to cover our heroes, 
 The brave boys who gallantly fell.
 
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 A kind word and a smile, 
 
 Will be worth our while 
 
 To give, as we pass along ; 
 
 For who knows but we may 
 
 Brighten the day, 
 
 For someone in life's busy throng. 
 
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 In walking the street, 
 
 With hurrying feet 
 
 To work, each morning and night; 
 
 We hear many a sigh, 
 
 See the tear-dimmed eye, 
 
 Of those that know not the light
 
 IB Ij * a r t 3>hniight0 
 
 The light of a smile, 
 
 'Tis greater by far 
 
 Than the light of a twinkling star; 
 
 For the star fades away 
 
 At the breaking of day, 
 
 But the smile is remembered for aye. 
 
 Like the song of a bird 
 
 The sweetest ere heard 
 
 A kind word has power to charm ; 
 
 Helps drive away care, 
 
 Oft saves from despair, 
 
 A life of evil and harm. 
 
 Then scatter the seeds 
 
 Of kind, loving deeds, 
 
 Like roses our pathway along; 
 
 Each life that we brighten, 
 
 Each burden we lighten, 
 
 Is a musical note in our own life's song.
 
 it r a r t iH h a u IT 1 a 
 
 leafy nf a 
 
 The silver cord is broken, 
 
 And a soul has winged its flight 
 
 From earth and its fleeting pleasures, 
 
 Into Eternity's light; 
 
 Piercing with eyes immortal, 
 
 The veil that lies between 
 
 The shadows of the earth life, 
 
 And the joys of the Great Unseen. 
 
 Peacefully waiting and watching, 
 
 A turbulent soul at rest, 
 
 In the hands of the Lord and Master 
 
 Who knoweth all things best.
 
 20 2? p a r t 
 
 Why are the castles broken, 
 That we builded with loving care? 
 The foundation, Love's sweet token 
 Should the storms of Adversity bear. 
 But Fate, the destroyer of human hearts, 
 Caused an adverse wind to blow, 
 And our fairy castle with its beautiful parts, 
 Lay buried in ruins below. 
 
 Build again in a different way, 
 A structure more sublimely serene 
 Standing against Time's lingering sway, 
 With towers of lordly mien. 
 Resting on Friendship's foundation alone, 
 That was purchased with Smiles and Tears, 
 Trusting the Future to atone 
 For the errors of by gone years
 
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 21 
 
 BROKEN CASTLES
 
 22 ^ r a r t li n it 9 h t u 
 
 Yesterday I heard my heart say, 
 As twilight gathered 'round, 
 Shutting out the light of day 
 And toil's ceaseless grind and sound. 
 No longer will I murmur, in sorrow 
 'Gainst the strife, 
 But at the dawn of each tomorrow 
 Take up the burdens of life 
 And bear them upward, onward. 
 Toward the everlasting goal, 
 Where weary, earthly travelers 
 Find surcease for the soul.
 
 ijrart OFiranglftB 23 
 
 Ah, heart of mine, 'twere well, 
 
 In the shades of yesternight 
 
 Those wonderful promises to foretell, 
 
 Before the morning's light; 
 
 But after a night of calm, sweet rest, 
 
 When you've conquered mind and will, 
 
 You awake on the morrow to meet the test, 
 
 With the same, old murmurings still. 
 
 'Twill ever be the same, tired heart, 
 
 The struggle, the gain, the loss 
 
 Are the lessons of life taught part by part, 
 
 Forgot at the foot of the Cross.
 
 24 1 r a r t ( h n it g It t 
 
 Summers and Winters have passed away, 
 Eyes grown dim and locks grown gray, 
 Since we answered the bugle call 
 Sprang to arms, in line to fall 
 Ready to march to Winchester town, 
 Tramping, tramping, marching down 
 To drive Jackson far away 
 Back to the hills, that fair March day. 
 
 Stonewall Jackson well does the name, 
 Suit the man who with honors came 
 Up from the beautiful valley below, 
 Flushed with success which victories bestow; 
 Brave and alert in every way, 
 A leader beloved by men in Gray 
 Following ever his stern command, 
 Ready to die for their dear Southland.
 
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 'Twas no mean foe that we faced that day, 
 On the Southern hillslope far away, 
 But a man whose keen and piercing eye 
 Was ready the strongest host to defy; 
 Behind, for miles the beautiful stream 
 Had watched his saber flash and gleam, 
 As his orders hurled off men in Blue, 
 And he onward rushed into battles new. 
 
 Ah, we very well knew as we rushed to obey, 
 
 And prepared to meet this foe in Gray 
 
 That came thundering down from the hills 
 
 above, 
 
 To strike once more for the land they loved, 
 That many would fall in the battle grim, 
 Some eyes then bright grow sad and dim, 
 Hands would grope in the gathering night 
 For some dear comrade, lost in the fight.
 
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 Perhaps a mess-mate would wounded lie 
 And hear the tramp of the men pass by, 
 An officer writhe his life away, 
 While fife and drum in the distance play; 
 Death levels the rank and hand clasps hand, 
 Two soldiers who fought for the far North 
 land 
 
 Of dear ones speak, with dying breath, 
 Before they cross over the Border of Death. 
 
 A picture old as old, old world, 
 True as the blue of the flag unfurled 
 Whose stars look forth on a beautiful land, 
 A country united, strong to command ; 
 Honor and strength forever secured 
 By her sons who gallantly fought and en 
 dured, 
 
 That Freedom still perch on our banners gay, 
 And we live a united, old U. S. A.
 
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 For as men of honor we had been taught, 
 
 Our flag to defend, so dearly bought 
 
 By the blood of patriots, martyrs and sages, 
 
 Whose deeds of valor crown History's pages 
 
 With the light of a sacrifice, that grows 
 
 Brighter, as Time's Sea onward flows, 
 
 And gathers unto itself the years 
 
 That make up Eternity's hopes and fears. 
 
 The bugle has sounded its clarion note, 
 Like the trill in a wild bird's pulsing throat, 
 Piercing the air with its sad, sweet thrill 
 That echoes and dies o'er valley and hill ; 
 Of Future and Past we cease to dream, 
 As the dancing lights on our colors gleam 
 As they float o'er columns marching away, 
 "To do or to die" in the coming fray.
 
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 Leaving our camp fires burning bright, 
 We hurry away in the gathering night, 
 Led to the shifting battle-fields, 
 By tender hearted General Shields ; 
 Who at the front of his eager command, 
 Marched over the beautiful valley land, 
 To meet the shot and shell of the foe 
 That brought our daring leader low. 
 
 As Night now closed her mantle round, 
 Shutting out the battle's sound, 
 We forward crept in the sheltering gloom, 
 To a wood as silent and dark as the tomb ; 
 Where we stood at arms through the coming 
 
 night, 
 
 To be ready to strike in the mornings' light 
 A blow, like that of a fiery dart, 
 At the Rebel leader's fearless heart.
 
 a r t h n it 11 li t s 29 
 
 The morning sun o'er the hillside gleams, 
 Dispelling the dark with its golden beams, 
 When with hearts renewed we rush with 
 
 might 
 
 And hurl our strength in the final fight; 
 'Twas a day whose struggle we ne'er can 
 
 forget, 
 
 The horrors of conflict we seem to see yet, 
 As with smoke-dimmed eye and bated breath 
 We try to do our foe to the death. 
 
 Now Forward, now Back, the armies are led, 
 Shot tell with fury and shells burst o'er head, 
 While nearer and nearer the enemies creep, 
 The space that divides, we might span with a 
 
 leap; 
 
 Sometimes amid smoke and the blinding glare 
 We are filled with horror, wild with despair, 
 And in longing to flee away, to retreat 
 We hearken the bugle's sound to repeat.
 
 30 ^ p a r 1 h n u g h t s 
 
 But Onward's the word! and victory we view 
 Alight on our banner, as Jackson withdrew 
 His weary soldiers away from our sight, 
 And hastened away under cover of night; 
 A Victory, yes, but its cost was dear, 
 For ranks were thinned, and the falling tear 
 Fails to replace in lost lives the light 
 That went out that day, in the Winchester 
 Fight.
 
 BUNDLE OF LETTERS.
 
 r a r t GI b n it 11 I? t a 33 
 
 A ItattM? of 
 
 I've read your letters o'er, dear heart, 
 It seems I cannot cease 
 To read their pages, part by part, 
 For to my soul comes peace ; 
 And all the dreary, lonely days 
 Since I have seen your face, 
 Depart forever on their ways, 
 As I feel your fond embrace. 
 
 Dear letters ! through the blinding tears 
 
 That I .cannot restrain, 
 
 I see you dim with passing years, 
 
 Your freshness flown, yet you remain 
 
 As dear to me as when the hand 
 
 That I no longer see, 
 
 Penned the sweet words, at whose command 
 
 The past comes back to me.
 
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 When skies were blue as the deep, deep sea, 
 
 With never a ripple to mar, 
 
 When hearts were beating glad and free 
 
 As pure as the far off star ; 
 
 Each day a gladsome tomorrow, 
 
 Each night a bright, golden theme, 
 
 Before my life knew its sorrow 
 
 Let me dream, let me dream ! 
 
 Love letters ! dearer, more to my heart 
 Than a treasure-house of gold! 
 Your joys, your sorrows, will never depart 
 Recalling sweet memories of old, 
 Until Death comes softly stealing 
 From out the shadow and gloom, 
 For your messages appealing, 
 Will go with me to the tomb.
 
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 Taps have sounded! Lights are out! 
 No more you'll hear the victor's shout, 
 The tent no longer on battle field gleams, 
 Tenting tonight only in dreams.
 
 36 iirari h u g h t r. 
 
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 To the beautiful island of Somewhere 
 That lies off some Golden Shore, 
 Let us take a journey hand in hand, 
 To this far, distant fairy land. 
 That smiles under skies forever blue 
 Where half-forgotten dreams come true. 
 
 Our good ship Fancy, will carry us o'er 
 
 The billows of untried seas, 
 
 And as we span the future years 
 
 And float in the harbor of Smiles and Tears, 
 
 We drift away from life's pain and care 
 
 And explore the Island of dear Somewhere. 
 
 Dreams of our childhood await us there, 
 On Somewhere's sunny isle, 
 And as we greet the old-time friends 
 That to the scene enchantment lends, 
 W^e cease to dwell in the land of Now 
 And before the queen of Somewhere bow.
 
 IS r a r t Shougltta 37 
 
 Ah! what is this? we cry with delight 
 
 As a beautiful castle we see 
 
 A structure builded on Hopes and Fears, 
 
 Numberless Smiles and a few shining Tears 
 
 Palace of Love, whose builders they say 
 
 Journeyed together to the Parting Way. 
 
 With faces turned from Love's golden light 
 They wended their unseen way, 
 And the years that drifted them apart 
 Healed the wounds of each broken heart. 
 Healed? Ah, yes! but who can say, 
 No scar remains to this very day? 
 
 "When my ship comes in," we were won't to 
 
 say 
 
 In the sweet long, long ago, 
 And now as we gaze with tearful eyes, 
 Into the haven of Glad Surprise 
 There rides in majesty supreme 
 The treasure ship of our fondest dream.
 
 38 frttrt Eh u it h i a 
 
 The soft, kind winds of Good Fortune 
 Had wafted her on the way, 
 Gliding past Failure's reef and shoal, 
 With years of drifting she reached the goal 
 And now safely locked away from Despair, 
 Awaits her pilot in the harbor there. 
 
 A statesman with a noble air, 
 Who will some day sit in the President's chair, 
 Chariots bowling along on the green, 
 Bearing a king and his gracious queen, 
 Empires of Dreams that float in the air, 
 Will sometime descend to loved Somewhere. 
 
 O, the myths that dwell in this beautiful isle 
 Under Memory's magical reign! 
 In them we recall our fairest dreams 
 Wrought out by the side of firelight gleams 
 Creations of all that life holds most rare, 
 That really exist in distant Somewhere.
 
 ifrart QJ h u u h t 39 
 
 Without 
 
 (Just To Know You Love Me.) 
 
 Just a picture of a girl you once knew, 
 
 Just a mem'ry of a dear heart fond and true ; 
 
 As you gaze in pictured eyes 
 
 Filled with mild and soft surprise, 
 
 How you long once more your love vows to 
 
 renew. 
 
 How your heart will throb with pain, 
 Just to hear that sweet refrain, 
 And recall the words she often said to you. 
 
 Chorus 
 
 Just to know you love me, 
 That your heart is true 
 As the stars above me, 
 In the heavens blue; 
 Life would be all sunshine, 
 One sweet, happy song, 
 Just to know you love me, 
 My whole life long.
 
 40 Start 
 
 She's sleeping 'neath the daisies far away, 
 And you look upon her picture day by day ; 
 While the tear drops gently fall, 
 And you're longing to recall 
 All the love that you forever cast away 
 For at last your heart knows best 
 She was dearer than the rest, 
 And you long once more to hear her sweet 
 voice say: 
 
 Chorus 
 
 Just to know you love me, 
 That your heart is true 
 As the stars above me, 
 In the heavens blue; 
 Life would be all sunshine, 
 One sweet, happy song, 
 Just to know you love me, 
 My whole life long.
 
 it r a r t uHju fy * 41 
 
 Friendship to the lonely heart 
 Is like the fragrance of the rose, 
 Although the flower may be forgot, 
 With years the incense grows.
 
 42 If r a r 1 a Ij a it g li t * 
 
 Smiles and tears, like sunshine and rain, 
 are necesary for the development of life. 
 
 Lost opportunities are like precious jewels 
 locked in the casket of Regret whose key is 
 held in the unchanging Past. 
 
 He who stoops from an exalted station to 
 help the lowly, has elevated himself to a still 
 higher plane of life. 
 
 Pleasures of today often become regrets of 
 tomorrow. 
 
 Creeds and doctrines belong to the Dark 
 Ages. Religion, pure and simple, is doing 
 good with a heart full of love for humanity. 
 
 To the sensitive soul there is no thing that 
 wounds like that of Ingratitude's sting.
 
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