Eureka Reporter | 1905-04-28 | Page 7 | Compensation

better to mourn compensation our dead than never to know how sweet the lisping words of a child or the patter of little feet better to mourn I 1 say than never to know the care of the tender trusting souls that god himself sent there better to mourn our dead I 1 say it through scald g tears than not to know the cl arm they trailed through our faltering years for a heart from which love has fled Is nearer the great unknown and perhaps Is bound by a golden thread to the master s pitying throne better to mourn our dead 0 you who hear my voice I 1 pray ou smile through your blinding tears and though sad la lour heart beloice re loice for we who weep tor our own know well but ah at what bitter cost how dreary must be the hearts of men who have never loved and lost boston transcript