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Show LOST, A BOY. He went from the old home hearthstone, Only two years ago. A laughing, rollicking fellow, It would do you good to know. Since then we have not seen him, And we say, with a nameless pain, The boy that we knew and loved so, We shall not see again. <br><br> One bearing the name we gave him, Comes home to us today, But this is not the dear fellow, We kissed and sent away. Tall as the man he calls father, With a man's look in hi sface, Is he who takes by the hearthstone, the lost boy's olden place. <br><br> We miss the laugh that made music, Wherever the lost boy went. This man has a ?? most winsome, His eyes have a grave intent. We know he is think and planning His way to the world of men, And we cannot help but love him, But we long for our boy again. <br><br> We are proud of this manly fellow, Who comes to take his place, With blots of the vanished boyhood, In his earnest, thoughtful face. And yet comes back the longing for the boy wee must henceforth miss. Whom we sent away from the hearthstone, Forever, with a kiss. - Youth's Companion. |