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Show r THE LITTLE ONE AT THE DOOR. A baby kisses him at the door. And sweetly says good-by lie hurries away to strive all day Where the money-maddened vie, Time was when he showed no mercy there Men viewed him with dread before, ' But his ways have changed and his words are fair. He is pitiless no more. All day through the city's ceaseless roar He -hears a happy song .. That a little one sings as the even brings The twinkling stars, along; There is love deep down in hist bosom, wht e J' ' Greed only had room before, S V,- ' i And ho thinks of the care that others bear ' For little ones at the door. &i ;- u. l-x-i w --S.- E. KISER. |
