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Show MY PHOTOGRAPH ALBUM. ' ' Te front eaefc other, lace to face, Dear fa-tends of long ago; Toar air aunaii bat commonplace, ' Tear owtome con me II tawt. , Btoca avry amirk and oe'ry sail Cam first beneath my ken, Tis mora thaa Just a little wkllei We all weee younirer then. j Ton, Slok and Harry meat my puss . Boer muoh t liked the three! Aa tbk were we la early days Aa tour could aver be. ' 9ut why expeot the irlow of yoatk , From all very beaded taenf Tis true, although 'tis bitter truth. . We alt wora younger then. - Ah, Mary add and Emma Jane, Ky flanea of other dayal Alternately, although m vain, For you I wove my lays. By fata any hopes were overset (It boots not bow or when), Tour married names I quite forget. We all ware younger then. Borne errant stars are gathered here Who nightly lit the stage; But very few to suem'ry dear, Though lost to sight and aga, Do many look so lovely bow t Nay, hardly one In tan. Jfy errant stars, yau must allow 4 Wa all were youosr thea. But let me not morosely brood, Old "Chrooos" o'er thy flight, And waste, In sourly cynic mood. My hours by day or night Dear friends, I merely pause to say Before I drop my pen And put your photographs away "Ws all ware jounger thea." 1 -Domosllo Monthly. |