Eureka Reporter | 1905-06-16 | Page 3 | The Old-Timer

the old timer I 1 m weary 0 paint and powder I 1 m weary ot ei ebrown and aurig al d the busy soubrette who sings loudel than all of the rest of fhe girls my fancy turns to the past to dwell on the laehle who used to recite the story they tell of the curfew bell forbidden to ring to night I 1 m tired of the leading lauy with the frown and the alto voice in the past that s described as shady no more can my heart rejoice to that curfew lassie the village prid my memory once more inclines who sweetly tried and who almost cried because she forgot her lines no queen of the drama is half so fair As the star of that night in booth there la none with such gold in her war ing hair and none with artless youth and how I 1 resent each ruthless year that curtains the scenes of old I 1 d pay right dear for a place to hear e tale of the cur w told washington star