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Show Pa's BligSV.cJ boyhood. 1WISII I know what mj l.t knew When ho was Just fild '"'IBS', llo'd read ttMnk Dlbjp Ihrotigtf'iuia Vliy,Biu "J " ihalJvJit nEi'Jntifnf ! Ito fiShliy t-vcr'tRmddpirpltiy. lint took his nlnco behind Uiftjncn And lld whut they ilkrevrrun He droAC tils father's tciim to town And limited the Krlit Iiomo from tho 1 mill, y 1 , . J ' Anci Irl thf evening he'd net O0W11 " And learn hln Iphoiis and krptlU. It mnkcB me BOiVy for poor pn 1 To think that, he -was trcutKi'wy'j, Boincllmra Itftdnibiit Kocma thatTmiil 7 I .Don't Wore than half believes him, ' thought v ' ' .IHTW i? ; Ilut once when ho wan Ullln' mc About the fun ho never hud And how ho worked I thought that she Would iry, because she looked so iad, And then Hlitfvuld shp wished that (he d Of let him' -ow hit oat'sbefore . He Rot Rroni-d up, and pu he Htnyed Upstairs that night and klc-ked the door. Lait summer, down Ut grandpa's, where They urod to muko pti Woik so hard, They told mo how he'd rip nnd tear Around tho place, and In tin- yard There was u treo where, grandma said. He used to practice cirrus' tricks All day till It was time for bed. It seemed as though they'd six old Nlck Around thuro always raisin' Ned. Ilut grandpa come and put his hnnd Down kind of softly on my hend And said that I Would understand He winked -at grandma, nnd ho smiled Boino day, when 1 would have a child. Chicago llecord-Hcrald, |