Show RHYMES OF THE DAY Troubles like babies The best and tho worst Grow stronger and larger Tho more they arc nursed Philadelphia Press it MY GARDEN My garden all a shimmer of leaves All a glowing glory of light Flowers golden and blue and red Crowding together In ray siGht Mighty billows of softest air Blowing In Iho trees oerhcad I am silting alone and 1 think Thus will It bo when I am dead Thus will the soft wind blow and thus The flowers will bloom and this sun will I shine And others I know net who will sit As I do now In this garden of mine And I shall bo gone from here but where j Dead and lying within the ground Or living and glad amid scenes more fair With liowera cllll brighter than these around T P Johnston In Chambers JournalS Journal-S I NOBODY KNOWS BUT MOTHER Oh where Is the Jam that Aunt Mary made Nobody knows but mother Who put tho nick In pas razor blade 1 Nobody knows but mother Whoro Is the cherry pie hidden today 7 What was it Sis and her beau had to sny While some one llaentcd nnd then snuck away Nobody knows but molhcr Who was It felt In pas pockets last night Nobody knows but mother Why was pa angry enough for to fight Nobody knows but mother Whats In tbo letter she happened lo find Why Is pa tryln lo Ireat er so kind What makos him Jump and keep lookln behind 7 Nobody knows but mother Chicago rIm llerald I S S SMOOTH MR WU O you tell us Its all rIght Mr Wu Ting lang Nothing dangerous In sight 31 lr wu Tng Fa up With a smile you clear away All tho fears of yosleplay You have later facts ou fay i Mr Wu ling Fang I P But you bring no proofs to show Mr Wu Ting Fang Proof Is what we want youknow Mr Wu Ting Fans I O your words are fair and free And your smile Is nice to see But youre only a Chinee Mr Wu ring Fang Chicago TimesHerald |