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Show j Her Voice Acioss the Years : By C. N. LUND i s (As my path leads nearer and nearer to : the silent, unseen shore I feel more deep- ly the worth and influence of the early j ' love that sheltered me in life's morn- ' ! : ing, and I fancy thut acioss the years I , can hear her saying somewhat as follows:) Has that boy of mine made good ; As I early dreamed he would? ; Does he measure to my plan, : Is he now my ideal man? I : i 5 : 1 i Is he always true to me : As I prayed that he would be? j Once I took him by the hand, i j All too youug to understand, ; ! All the hopes I held for him, . i ! All the love I had for him. 5 Then one day I went away, I Left him orphaned on life's way; But I have been ever near I j Night and day through every year. I Has the world been kind to him, ; I In the struggle hard and grim?. Let him come to where I sleep : : And together we shall keep : : One more tryst with mother's dream ; : That my heaven may brighter seem. j |