Show t VP alta lva f A DREAM I 1 dreamed the king proclaimed med a holiday the rich and poor should rest throughout the I 1 land d and come le together in their best array to sing to dance and be a happy band I 1 went and spent a hap happy rubit tame h 1 1 0 my 27 wife was glad giad my children fult fall of f g gleet 1 e e th the dance went mer merry ry to the chime the ra noh ch and poor did mingle all Nr wa alfree aLtree free the day was nigh spent I 1 rose to td go when lo 10 a herald came upon the scene the king was pleased to let the people know the beat dressed maiden should be made his queen the mirth did cease the people seemed surprised and inmany many a fair lair cheek betrayed a gloat A few a very few seemed to despise and look disdain upon the poor and low the king arrived and all was silent now ho NO gaudy pomp or splendor showed lis his sia station A simple crown adorned his youthful brow to mark his place as chief among the nadon nation il I 1 ha stood awhile and bowed and smiled so P sweet on all his people as they rose to cheer it swelled my heart to see the mutual greet and silent drew a sympathizing tear he then sat down upon a golden throne and bade the servants pass by one by one and she he thought the best should be lils ills bia tia own wn 4 A queen queen before the setting of the sun the first that passed were poor but neatly clad they seemed the virgins of their fellow anen but though dressed poor etwas still the best they had ehg the king w was s pleased he smiled and bowed again aln ain nut but gothere lo 10 there came a virgin dressed complete in goods from paris and the tha foreign isles her tuscan hat with flowers was trimmed so n neat and fea sea feathers waving to her witching smiles A damask scarf of changing silken hues A skirt of gauze and costly tinseled lace laco her stockings flow flowered ered ened and fine morocco shoes I 1 she seemed the being of another race i A faint cheer burst among the gazing crowd As she passed on and with thel them thorest rest nest sat down I 1 looked to see the king seem pleased and proud bat t ohl my goul soul elsaw I 1 saw him frown the next that came caule a modest bashful one oner was in homespun from our mountain I 1 I 1 wool wooi I 1 I 1 ii tho the dress she wore coret thet the yarn her hands had I 1 her pat mother ey wove it while she it fitted fied tied the spool her hat was braided from the home grown rye an and d trimmed with live flowers from the kani yoa you creek creer A festine few nine fine straws were gathered in a tie and modest kissed her blushing cheek the te king arose as she was war passing by and bade her stop and told the wise to look he stood awhile then raised one hand ouita on high and read this passage from a holy book let your garments be plain in my sight and their beauty the work of your hands hand in cauze and tinsel I 1 take no de delight ig t when they build up our foes in far oaf off lands ds then strike up the music let joy abound this mountain virgin I 1 lead to my throne may homespun increase till all shall be fond found adorned in dresses the work all their own A cheer arose from every honest heart hurrah for homo home made and our mountain mount aln ain I 1 sheep another shout arose it made me start and ana woke me sudden from my pleasant sleep rustic ddlly daily telegraph |