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Show COME HOME, MOTHER. Mtlier, iter blither, enme hunt with rue now; Tha clock in the itevpls girikea len; You 'ill that you oiilj wanted to staj One hour tb pray with tho men ! Tbe Lirdi nrn ui.t tuadr, tlio dip ties unwntUeJ, And our hired lrt ihe I out too; While all the children UI1 are undreaiul, Aid tbey m orjing lyr joii. , Ct'iuc hunit; cciue home: come home' I'lo o. rti'ithsr, dear uiotber, como lionae! IL'ar ihe mcMt Toire of yoar child! Do not foriake mat home! Oh: how can j-iju ' rtjiin .do leare off your pmy... P hwe muLhur. we need you at home. M 'itlicr, duar innthorl come home with n e now, The cluck in tho t NirikM eloveu; For all of i tie dutim that you do nelocl Voti'll annwcr i . Mlmr id II-.vud! Our tiru Ii l.vw, Bd pa soin will come. And dlinr I .'HOoot couii -lfic; V r wiiry and worn pf five IioiitV work, llo'll look for toluothlui; to rat. -" . , , . CuDie heme, oic. M llier, ih-ar mother, cuirtc horno with mo now, Tt-P cloi-k In tbo Bterplo tnkj twelve. , Thn diunpr'H not ready, and pa hai cumo. With the focd lying co-liI OU th bIicIC Hn pnrmeil n Rnd, whin bo LOke witli a ilgh, lie ve axtili ( for Voti; A nd Benny he ki-aed.-wlih a tear in liii ryo, Please, tnotliur, dear motber, 'twon'i do. ' . j- - Cjitjo botuo, etc" Jl.itlier. fltwr, iimther, cojao homo with me now, Tim rlock a the dapple itrikpx oni Tim mid yon pro coming right home from the X toon ai ymir praytr was doue. Our (ire liufl i-ono out, aud we are aloce And ' liunnry ut wi rk until pa, A ml i ocr brvthrr IVnny Ii not frnliDg well, Vt tli no one to help him but mp. Come home, etc, M"ihor, dfar ra Xhct, come Imme wi'h me now, The d'-rk io tho iteenle eUik.s two; The house hue grown colder, and Bunny is Hut he lias bt-on calllnp for you. j Indeed he Is woro, I'm afraid he will die; . If you'll not quit praylna: out nioo; A nd theie are the wurdi 1 now comolo bring, Come iuick, or you 'II not ree him nntn, iU Ctmo hoine, etc. ; Dtnther, CnnT mnther, uiiuis homo with me now, Th cloirk Id tho iteeple utrikes three; The hou'o Is so lonely, Ihe hours suloQt, Fur Bud' y haii gone and left roo, Yrs, I an alntie, puor Beuoy ! dead,. And ime to Heaven's brlnht duuje. And tli' wrre the very la?! words I hat le said, - . I wauu'to iee Mamma at home. ( if; Ciiie"hoino, etc, |