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Show THE ALL-RIGHT BOY. Here's to the all right boy! Tho tcn-yenr-old, With his red corpuscles and his step so bold; Ho's broad In shoulders, can "square .up his chest; Is it the good or the bad In him wc lovo best? Steadv and strong, honest and truo, Ib this all right boy, from his cap to his shoo; Blest with that sweet simplicity of thought. So rarely found, and ncvor to bo bought. He is winning and endearing, artless and kind, Tho loveliest pattern of an all right mind; Ho Is full of his frolic, he's active and bold. A little child in years, but with wisdom old. He's little, but ho has a grip like steel; lie smiles up In your face, and at once you feel Thcro Is soipething still In this world for you A friendship as loyal as tho akies arc blue. He 1b a true-blue comrade, right straight through, Tho very splirt of joy J lovo him, dou't you? His little face Is like a( well-lit lamp; Of manly courage and pluck he bears tho stamp. Ho is not a "polished fancy," he is not a "Fauntleroy;" He wants short hair and trousers long, this all right boy; He's sometimes cross and ugly, but the oil of love Ib underneath; Tho truth in him Is ' Heaven-born, ho takes falsehood by the tooth. His little body Is healthy and strong, ho has plenty of muscle and bone: Sometimes he "lands mo a couplo for luck," his little fist feels like a stone: He's fond of his books but ho's a fighter by birth; If It's defeat or victory, "he's there" for all It la worth. 1 He's happy and contended, In love with his lot, Filled with the wine of laughter, though his temper gets hot: When the rlouds blacken 'round mo his lovo turns thoni to gold. This all right boy Is leaching me how to reach Heaven's fold. Washington Herald. |