The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1890-12-01
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STORY OF THANKSGIVING con-
TRASTS.

PART 1.
Ny heart o'erfiows with emotion,
As retrospect--on time
thanksgiving of deep devotion:
All, twas a Tar away cline,
| was neither alone-or lonely-tho' the
the red leaf marked the time.
Those were days of mellow ripeness,
Like the tabled oil and wine.n
II.
Twas a time when sere November,
Left his white locks flowing WIDE
As he called with thorn of plenty"
nations homage TO his side,
The golden harvest of a nation,
Were rendered in accord
And the staunch heart of Creation"
Gave thanks unto the Lord,
Ill.
For the ripened corn was gathered,
Great BINS were trimming Ger:
The granaries' filled from soil well titled,
O'ertlowed the threshing flower,
Sweet peace !B orn of plenty;
Gave rest, To sweeten toll
There was valor in honest labor.
To crown the tiller of the soil.
PART II.
They talk of +" fine Thanksgiving"
1t comes to my soul, but a namel
My neighbor proclaims il November,
My calendar does Just the same:
Tho our mornings are soft warm and rosy,
Our mondays are calm in delight.
While the turquoise of day grows hazy-
Deepening into splendors of night.
Our fields are not brown, tho verdant-
GU trees freshly dipped by the rain.
Likewise roses-smile at neighboring
poses;
Tho yours " Jack Frost has slain.
| write from windows of plenty,
In the heart of floras perfume
While the breath of trees thro' the rustic of
Comes laden with tropical bloom.
Ill.
And this is a " Glad Thanksgiving "tO
To me-'tis the :" Gentle Spring time.
Birds in the tree are singing TO me;
Tho /" Stranger p" / now shall opine.
While the lore of Hawaii is seductive
With its legends and mythical score.
For my !" Thanksgiving Day" l would
To the snowy" Thanksgiving " of yore.
PART III.
A stranger ok IN your faces,
AS stranger you gaze into mine,
Like strangers we jostle in places
AT this harmonious Thanksgiving
time"
In this cline my soul melts to nature
(Tho' my youth kp,w different schooD,
In maternal duty we note her great beauty,
In never undressing by rule.
In her soft velvet texture there is nothing
to vex you.
She approves of no radical change;
She keeps growing and blowing and reap
ing and sowing
From the Palace" cen down to the
Grange"
To transplant plant, never say can't
For It's quite independent OF soil;
| 1t will not come to grief, or lose one little
leaf,
If you plant il on bit of tin foil.
| "Thanksgiving" IN Paradise-Yes. II is SO.
God gave to each man without toll.
| He gathers his bread from the tree DER his
head,
| AWithout fore thought for harvest or
| spoil.
| Unknown TO the many who wander
| Alone the rough way stepped in tears;
| Unknown as they are unknowing
| We plod our own way thro' the years.
| As strangers we look in their faces;
| AS strangers" strange looks greet ours.
| Tho our prayer is no respector OF places
| We beseech to the Almighty Powers"
| And our soul swells i'm prayerful devotion.
| We supplicate in deep gratitude
| To the Lord" of all fruitful Creation"
| The "Giyer of all common good"
| For the homes that are on the rough ocean,
To the Yule-log that CLOVIS in the East.
| For our southern hearthstones devotion,
And England's we.l-garnered sheaf.
| For our tropical homes in mild splendor,
For their fruitage of Flora so rare,
| For the millions of souls. brave yet tender,
We bring all TO Thee" in our prayer.
| MAI FAI.
Honolulu, Nov. "a 1890.