Salt Lake Tribune | 1918-09-22 | Page 34 | Miscellany

AYiscellarw Mother of Mine. Tour voire was the wind of Ihe summer fra, Your hair the, fragrance of balsam ;md pine. That was peutly wa fted and blown to me hcarrsl :;wcet heaj-t of mine, s wect-hca.rt wect-hca.rt of mine,. Your pkin was the bloom of the tend'rest n sp, ?o soft., so smxith and so pink and so white. As you held me. tight at tho long day's rinse: And kissed, me snd wished me goodnight. good-night. l'ou ha ve known me longest a nd loved me he;t. Striving to teach all that was good and fine. Si nee davs long nco when you Bang me to rest Sweetheart of old. dear mother of mine. F, Inter M. Furuset in Portland Ore-gonia Ore-gonia n.