Show STREET TALK by LAURA E RICHARDS of the vigilantes oh it dreadful the neighbor said it dreadful said she T to 0 send your boy to be murdered there away across the sea tho the boy you bore and the boy you nursed in travail and pride and pain the heart ot of you and the eyes of you to bo be foully smitten and lain now hold bold your peace said the war mother and the sound of the guns in her car it if these are arc the words for i 5 ou to they are arc not for me to hear tho the half of my heart Is IB with my son but the halt half that here must stay it beats treats as high and it beats as proud As his own brave heart today now hold bold your peace said tho the war mother and the sound of tho the guns in her heart sly son and I 1 stand side by side however the seas may part parl its he with the sword and I 1 with the word god give us both to shrivel come life como come death to our last breath god grant esgo us so to st strive rivel I 1 |