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Show ONLY A BOX. OeJy a box, secure and strong. Rough and wooden, and six feat lonff, hying here la the drizzling rain, Waiting to take the np bound train. Only Its owner, just inside, Cold, and llTid, and glassy eyed; Little to him if the train be lata, Nothing ba he to do but wait. Only an open grave somewhere, Roady to close when he gets there: Turfs and grasses and fiowreU sweet, Heady to press bun 'Death their feet. Only a band of friends at heme. Waiting to see the traveler coma: Naught he will tell of distant lands; He caunot even press their hands, He has no stories weird and bright, He has no gift for a child's delight; He did not come with anything: He had not even himself to bring. Yet they will softly him await, And be will move about In slate; They will gtve him when be appears Sorrow and pity and tender tears. Only a box, secure and strong. Rough and wooden, and six feet long; Angels guide that soulless breast Into a long and peaceful rest! Will Cafleton in Toledo Commercial. |