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Show TO THE HALTING BROTHER. Come on. chirk up! Your heart Is achtn'. Still that's no sign the world's gone wrong: You're wearied out and feel forsaken. But there, old man. come, march alonp' Tomorrow, when your heart's grown lighter. And when vmir sches have worn away. You'll think the world was never brighter. bright-er. And wonder why you growled today. Come on. old man. the birds sre'singin' Away beyond the hills out there! 1 Tomorrow's eomln'. an' It's bringln' Fresh chances for the ones who dare. Tomorrow, when the ache's departed. And all the linos have left your brow. You'll wonder why you felt downhearted J , And doubted as you're doubtln" now. ' 1 , -S. E. KISER in Chicago Record-Herald.! - |