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Show THE MESSAGE. : j I heard a medder lark Down by the c'rals, 'twixt day and dark; 'Twas just a single, liquid note. But how my heart leaped in my throat! And then I turned And learned I'm alius just that slow an' dumb! That spring had come. I heard a medder lark, And you kin bet I stopped to hark; 1 might have knode it, all day long. Because the crick was runnin' strong And gurglin' things, But jings! ' The message didn't have me thrilled Till that bird trilled. . I heard a medder lark! It seems as if the kyotc's bark Was stopped, adn all the prairie kin Was waitin' fer that note ag'in; But all was still No trill Was heard; but in the mornin early shore, 'Twill rise onc't more. Arthur Chapman, in the Denver Republican, |