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Show TWFOLDHRcpLACF Have you withered round tho fireplace, fire-place, As In winter days of yore. And Just loved to talk things over, With tho folks In comfort there? Did It not Just bring you closer, All to-gether as you sat, Planning for tho coming 'morrow, On that homestead, all ro calm? Did you Iovo to see the flicker, Of the light upon the walls, And Just look-up at tho rafters. The sweet homeliness of It ail? Can wo not again Just see them, As wo did In days agone, And Jtfst travel back to cbild-hood. And tho firo-placo on the fnrm. As wo fire that old coal heator, With the lain' glass and all. And sit watching that same flicker. As the lights aro nil turned low, And Just snuggling In that arm-chair Toast our feet before it's glow. And Just plan again the 'morrow. As wo onward, onward go. A. C. PEARSON, |