The record-union., 1894-10-31
III.-THE FIRST DAY.

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The morn of that September day
The sun rose from q couch OF gold
And sent broad and cheery ray
Across The smiling plain where lay
The grape within iIs dewy fold
tulI-Heshed and bright, with Slmmers wine
Ana peeping from tue covrlng Vine.
Where ike a maiden fair it dreamed.
Ahe Muscat autumn young bride seemed.
But with rough fingers we awoke
Ine bride; and with a swift KNIFE stroke
We cut her from her stem away
And LAID her out upon the tray
And there, victim of stera Fate
The Muscat lay in glorious state
From rise of sun till set of sun
1 he circle of our toll did run;
we went Wnen dew was on the plain
Returned when dew-drops fell again
And there between the falls of dew
We lived full many a bright hour through.
The "Generaf'-for SO we'd named
Inat pleasant man whose eyes so clear.
80 searching, yet SO kind proclaimed
The owner and the overseer-
Walked beside us through the day
And chatteG In such pleasant way
Ihat not q man among US shirked
But one ana all we briskiy worked
Illi, smothered in the fame-set west.
The sun sunk downward to his rest
Our kindly foreman not alone
Became 10y pleasant nickname known
Rut e'er the first days work was done
we nau renamed the entire crew
And with much chaff and kindly finn
We called them till their names thew knew
professor was the title borne
By one bright light, who'd never worn
A college stripe or any save
The one that III his careless youth
The village Dirch-man often gave
10 brlng-1n vaip-a love OF 1ruthJ
A dallier by Lies rushing streams
He'd dabbled in q score or schemes
Had set his wit gainst greater wits
And profited and lost by fits
The last swift turn had been for ill
And thus it was we found him here
In lowly toll, but hopeful still
10 crush the enemy from the rear
The athlete was jolly lad
Who few of youth times failings had
soul whose buOyancy was well worth
A trip to see cross half the earth.
Who with his strength of arm combined
A strength OF heart and strength of mind,
We named one "Judge''-perhaps because
He knew but little of those laws
Which, like the nets of battleships
hedge man about-tperIorce, TO shleld) =
But ofttimes as the crisis slips
SO Right to Wrong is forced to Yield
But, if not in judicial art
Well versed as some, he had heart
Which knew not Colds law-makino mart
A mind that no sleek tongue could bulge
That knew the right nor feared to know
o how would that every Judge
Perched lordiy on his bench was sol
He had still yet another grace
Though meath misfortune's chariot caught
He bore his pain with smiling face
And would not deem his blessings naupbt
While some, deceived by this smile
Might deem him happy all the while
ween that meath that bright smile Law
Full many pain with potent sway
For the subtlest mask that ere was made
For Phyllis at the masquerade
To cheat her lover of his kiss
Is not so subtle as is this
Poor weakly mask of Natures trace
The smile upon human face
What worlds of woe may lie beneath
The cheery smiles that often wreath
The actor face! What troublous war
May be meath where the light waves are
Upon the sea : But one and all
We yet must smile, though nations fall.
We yet must laugh in CHEEKY way.
Though hearts, and heads, and souis turr
gray!
Amid the lesser lights that burned
These stars among, was one who earned
The title, "Hooser''-this because
His English had some little flaws.
His locks were long, unkempt his beard
Ibis yestments like wind-rutlied thatch-
In fact he seemed to have been reared
Within some heavy briar patchi
But all his ruffianly mien despite
his lamp OF life gave kindly light!
One more needs mention here, 1 find
A youth who was so tall and slim.
IL was no wonder that his mind
Forever was so high in him
dreamer and a toiler, too,
Whose song was forced IN Labors mace
All, STRIPPING. keep thy heart still true
And fame may yet her garland place
Oft at the closing OF the days
Returning home, we passed the travs.
Whose burdens, withered in the sun
Told where the first days work was done
And once the Professor, gazing on
The dry grapes. said: "IheIr grace is oonai
They're black as hearts are black with sins
And ugly in their wrinkled skins
No more will rounded forms be theirs
They are themselves their sepulchers ~
"Not so ~ the Judge quick answer made.
"If grace hath fed, a grace hath STAYED
Think you that only youth can give
The wine of life that makes worth live?
The SOLDERING years that bend to trace
Their record on a human face
Will bring grace and nobleness,
beauty and a tenderness,
That will. ween, in far surpass
The beauty of the fairest lass
The fine, plump grape is pretty when
Seen here upon these smiling plains.
OR in the banquet hall, but then
The rdfsia h0tds the sugar grains! 2,
Your argument the Professor said
And smiled, II meet with nodding head,
But II they both do hold grace
Mhere Snail then, my garland place?
Which of this worthy couple goes
On honor's roll?" And then arose
Inc 70 ce OF one who long did sail