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Show v A REMINISCENCE OF PAROWAN. (Swiped.) I came down the hill, sometimes walking, walk-ing, then sliding, I heard the shrill calls from the coyotes coy-otes in hiding, And could not help thinking, as I wended my way, Of a bright little land in a home far away! As I then felt, I know others now feel The promptings, the longings that impulsively im-pulsively steal, From the depths of the heart to the too willing brain, J To visit the scenes of their childhood i7-V -r r again. ' '""?" Ah! little they dreamed, in thoso years Ipng gone by, That the thought of their home would cost them a sigh; When sorrow nor care in their lives had a share, But all was so joyous, so happy, so fair! s Perhaps kind fortune may have good things in store, To enable the wanderer to visit onco more " The scenes, neither distance nor time I can efface 5 The charm that surrounds the dear cherished place. Moral Don't forget tho Homecoming Home-coming September 12 to 15, inclusive. |