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Show T John'sjhanksgiving. j 5 By Willis Brooks. j ' night? hara,!, th U"rd ' ' My wa ht day begun, j 2 AnV? ,ed by c4ndI' "t. J Th.B hv".?1 "eld uu Mt " "" ' n. rL',,e K,ow ,aDlern hd ' ". W.ere" mllkMl' " tocK i ' Andona h'' evenln chore ' J Before he tumbled Into bed. ! ThJ,UtUmn morn'n. on hi. way. J J hlma"" ,lt")c, " urged 5 To coino to church Thanksgiving J ' Ilu7"to ,h" l laa.1 r"olveJ o Bo- J He -mi "I? JTiar."0Jl? dccp rcRret' ' J What thanks." aid John, "do J farmers owe ' J lor working hard for all they gotr , j In church that day John Uddy ' dreamed J lot from a thankless world. It J seemed. N .kleg0.0"10 went ,0 Brcot ll" J No chlrplnc Insect' voice was t I raised; t 1 TI'9 J!lJAS ln hele. silence t Razod; 0 J And there, beforo his wondering J I eyes, j , A morning came unsung, unpralsed. ' J Then rolling thunder shook tho J ' land: J J "Ungrateful worldl" It seemed to t . "i t I Si. abovB' mlKhty hand I t Swept down and bore the sun J ' ita he ne,d nd ror vied ' , In pleading song; In vain they cried ' I For one sweet hour of blessed J ' day, ' Which tardily they glorified. t JOwn,!d-.y .W.kl,n- f n i "iTl- H?.'.rU,n,d no1,l thought: J ' How little man himself has done! i How much for him has Nature , wroughtl , What lavish gift. oC sua and 5 shower j ' Thanksgiving comes, or come It I ought, 4 t To fructify the field and flower) t Not once a year, but every hour." , (. lilt, Wmn N.wip.p.r Union.) 4 |
