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Show ' ETTtt THE OLD KOLK3' LONGING. BANK! ' i resilei ton't go the theatre, lecture or bail, " iiut stay in your room to-niRht; lny yoursRlf to the friends that call, And a good, Iodr letter write Write to the sad old folknat home, PLAC! W ho it, when tho day is done, ma, . With folded hands and downcast eyes, And think of the absent one. Dim't selfishly scribble, "Excuse my hastA I've scarcely the time to write." Lest their brooding thought ro wandering back 'ME.VT To many a bygone night, auk, Si TfTien they lost their needed sleep and rest, Ami every breath was a prayer That God would leave their little babe To their tender love and care. 3GRF Bon't lit them feel that you've no more need, propir. Of their love and counsel wise, gain ; For the heart grows strongly sensitive When age has dimmed the eyes. It might lie well to let them believe You never forget them quite p jjj That you deem it a pleasure when far away L0A.M knK 'etters norae t0 write, it Dou't think thai the young and giddy friends. Who make your pastime gay, Have half the anxious thoughts for you That the old folks hnvo today, '' Tile duty of writing do not put off; oiu sleep or pleasure wait, Lest the letter for which they waited and longed Be a day or an hour loo late. It the :a(i 0;j 0ks at ))0mei With locks fast turning white, Are longing in hear of tho absent one, So write them a letter to-night. f i(j -Portland Oregoniao. |