Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1886-12-24
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. u bIGh'S hGCAfllt Lslt'N
ron The lNrsLLIgEsCEa
Behind the honors OF q life lie that lies obisa-
uons.
And the Future holds In trust for Us the Pres
eut's explanations
so life were always mediocre II 1t always had
wherefore,
To mundane II at nrst the thought lo4,l always
see the therefore.
one floc K my mother raised, and then With best
Of good intentions
She tried again. but owing to oNIaneoUs intcI.
ventions
She almost failei-the issue . ami OF, I've wou-
dered whether
Ny little life paid mother for her love and fuss
and feather.
And when asked her once. one chilly autumn
even,
shs hushed me meath her kindly wlnx-my
LIES remembered heaven.
As an Artergrowth on our family tree TOO soon
for the next generation.
lived in an age that was wholly my own, In a
non-contemporaneous station
without caste, lived In the common yard, and
was bossed around by the eandrE
while took my chances 81 feed with ,heducss.
toaturkey's heart a slander
And when the snow came. son and white, uut
cold my goodness very,
I thought I'd freeze on the old yoCs' tree, tt Wa
sOAwtul airy.
Except two hens and gobhleg. all my turkey
folks had vanished;
with these three lived in KIND OF way, halt
welcomed ana hall bAnisHed.
They always seemed to regard zls as some " hat
of a feathered negation,
Not bOrn with certain ina'ienan.o uEhis-a
sort OF poor relation
when the spring time came my legs were long
and l tramped the farm all over,
No feeding then with the gournand ducks-I
lived IN ields OF clover.
How the world, so cold In winter, got so warm
IN summer. wonder
spent all day a-pantns, aud all night IlSlng
thunder.
The patient hens were setting nov, with hopes
iniAtuation-
q cd blesses mothers when lie lets them help
Him at creation,
And makes advances while the work Is stil this
side completion,
For fear the heart grow weary II the long
wait for fruition.
Twas finished such drove ct ulJs OF down,
50 pretty, pseping, plenty
sister OF the house came out and lLnted
eight-and ndtwenty.
The brother, then, was called TO Look with hts
I'm Boss expression
He came, as If he thought such ,ommo1 things
too much of & depression.
l dropped my wings and spread ny tai and
strutted rouno before them
some little ones we're In my path and so l ust
walked DER them
The sister cried out Shoe there " while the
brother swOTe, the sinner
That THAT fool gobbleTll XIII en- all-weII
have him Chris stmas dlnue-.
The wee ones grew as wee ones Will, and fol
lowed ~ all over
The fields and meadows, iea.tins on gra,shop-
pers in the clover
Then camo the fall, with ripened grain. and
brought such chilly weather,
We found most comfort on this roo,t by sitting
ClO5e together.
They picked out four OF Us one day the farm
hands did, ana carried
L IN a shed, and talked about " the Boss a git
tin married"
They gave u, all but freedom-lile must Ger
have some denying
We'd lots to eat and didn't make II sour by oar
sIghIDg
But one day ope ned was our dJoE and e all out
were tilted,
The man said " Guess the Boss Wa5 left, looks
like man that's juted
Twas deuCed tough TO use him so, since all his
work an iussin',
An all the folks invited, too mo wonder he Is
Cussin'."
The other day they penned Us up, the whole big
ioCk together,
And /, recalling what was past, my former pen
ming. wondered whether
The family all was being wed, as history was
LIS self for food was layished us and we all
were eating, eating, eating.
But some few days ago the men came in and all
but me out carried
While wondering, fearing, doubling here | ever
since have tarried.
They treat me nicely all Ia eat is promptly
still provided,
But what the future holds Tor me, to me Is not
COunded.
Uncertaintys unhappiness-I feel premoni-
tion
That something's going to happen that won t
better my condition.
Tomorrow's Christmas-ki IS home, and with
him has a cousin;
heard the Boss say she ID nice hes said that OF
doZen).
IIark in the house the sister Bell Is of the
Christmas singing;
! hear the words "Good viii and peace that
Christ % us Is bringing
But III to roost to live life Is mlre, far mora
than secmtng-
To think will drive me mad Ill ind some rest
at least in dreaming.
wa +. McSpurran