West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1897-09-30

nv 'NNSl Nulo great TCNlCNS
Another year OF smile and tear
Since the Brownie Babies" debut.
Wondrous changes have we noted
In the wee once, since that time;
Brownies that could scarcely prattlc
Now can walk and talk and climb.
Up long stairs and down again,
On tables, chairs and stands;
They have made their explorations,
This little mischief band.
Could we learn but half the truths,
In the space of one short year.
That the Brownies have, since last
we met,
We soon would know no peer.
They have delved into the mysteries
or nature and of art,
From the jam jar on the pantry
shelf
To the cakes and pies and tarts.
TO the wee nest in the rose bush
They have peeped, and sought to
hide
Their guilty little bushes,
For they took the eggs outside.
And the questions that they con-
jure up
And ask from morn till night
Would drive scientist crazy,
Or Al bachelor put to flight.
A sample | will give YOU
or the Brownies thirst for truth;
And I'm sure you will agree
mat he u most prec0ciOuS youth.
What rs the moon made out of?
Where do the stars come from {!
Where is the noise when we are
asleep
Ih"t we IN Ide on our new red drum?
When will tomorrow be here d?
why do feathers grow, on geese
And not on pigs and COWS,
Does anybody know?
And hundreds more akin to these
In our tortured ears they pour,
But after puzzling questions,
We love them all the more.
They're so full of fun and mischief
That they litter up the floor.
Put paper shoes upon the cat
And sing and bang the door.
And Justify they halloo,
And gnllop through the hall,
On broom stick horse, with whip
an6 spur,
And laugh and shout aud call.
Till you think theirlungs will sure
give out
From so much strain and noise,
They might in other children,
But not in BrOwnie boys.
They squeeze the little chickens"
iii they put them all to sleep,
And to finish up their days work
They cite the bosse's feet"
Thus the weeks and months have
vanished
And behold we see today
Sturdy little lads and lassies-
Rugged from their healthful play.
And those little feet so restless.
Tracking up the clean swept floor.
May be messengers Of mercy
To the hungry, old, and poor.
And those little minds SO busy
Planning mischief all day long.
May be called to quell our tumulis.
Mako our laws, teach right from
wrong.
Who can tell what power aud wis
dom,
In these baby minds may lie,
Ready TO unfold in beauty,
Strength and RICHNESS, by aud by.
But their play time now is over,
Night creep5 down the dusky hill, /
And the laughing eyes close gently, |
Ana the house grows strangely still. .
SO good bye to all the Brownies.
tlll "a twelve month more has gone.
When / hope TO meet and greet YOU
with another Brownie song.
Brown by name, tanned brown by I
nature,
Kissed all day by wind and sun
Precious, dimplod, bare foot babies,
Your lifc's journey has begun.
May The God Who watches Ger us.
With an ever wakeful eye,
Guard and keep these priceless
treasures
When temptations, sore, are nigh. .
Keep them clean from sin and I
satan,
Pure and innocent as now,
Placing virtues brightest laurel
On each hallowed little brow.
For the hands now iull OF cunning. ,
In the distant future may,
Scatter untold aims aud blessings. /
Chase tAc midnight gloom away. J