Show AN ARROW HEAD I 1 found it in a field lato plowed between tho the furrows of the corn this rello of a race bronze type of their skill and haughty scorn and once again 1 I seemed to hear prom from yonder grove 0 of ancient oaks their lusty voices rini zinc clear As on the anvil hammer strokes tofts hunt or battle stirred their blood to leap impatient with desiron pleasure plea anra drowned them like a flood or passion horned burned them uko like a fire and doubtless where this flint was found so small it is some indians eye discovered feeding on the ground A weary minstrel of the sky then sang eang an arrow through the air its melody of fate and wrong until it reached its barkand mar mark kand and there ceased with tho the birds brief buest of song both singers doada and where they teu fell for years deserted and unknown the spot was markeda mar marked kedI I 1 know it well by this imperishable rank frank F D sherman in youths companion ComP anlOn |