New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1898-08-24
Selected by Marian Fletcher.
A SUNSHINE" HERO DEAD.

SUNSHINE" HERO DEAD
Ono of the young heroes who gave UP his life
AT the battle OF Santiago Charles Arthur Davis
a member Of the gaan, list Regiment When he
marched away with his brave. eager spirit. willing
TO do and dare whatever asked OF him by his
country. he pinned his uniform badge
OF the Sunshine Society. that has aimed TO carry
cheer and courage TO all hearts The lad
orphan and left kin than the aunt who
fastened on his breast this Sunshine badge making
the wearer also White Ribboner. by tying bit
OF ivory satin beneath the silver shield. The young
soldier was among the FIRST to fall In battle: and
now a comrade. safely returned from that scene OF
carnage. has brought back the little Sunshine pin
with it's blood stained ribbon. which was taken
from the hero's breast he lay dead upon tho field
And 80 the emblem OF the society MAT would carry
into every walk OF life an inspiration to courage
and brightness has been over soldiers
heart when that soldier was dying for his country
Every member OF the society will regret this
young mans fate. and sympathlze with his aunt
OF cheer has erep into her me- The young our sol
diers last wish was that the pin might he returned
In great distress and about to be turned out OF her
home. St. Paurs Guild. Of owesc. lcniiie TO her
rescue. and sum OF money was raised. which was
forwarded to her in time to foresa this misfort-
The address Of Miss Jennie c. Holmes. invalid.
after September Will be No 80 East Main-st..
Norwich. Conn. Miss Holmes kindly thanks Mr..
Rice for "Munseys MagazIne' sent regularly; also
thanks are due Mrs. William Jay for THE Ladies'
Home Journal
Miss Lambert. Of Greenwich. Conn. will here
after send woman's Pages to Miss Marie Johns,
Jackson. Mich.
Presldent-Gencral Of r s s: Again II Is my
pleasure to write you OF sunshine received. Mrs.
Sarah d. Parsons sent 81. some beautiful. COM
forting and Womans Pages. Mrs. John
Krel sent several bundles OF reading matter. Mrs.
Modern Priscilla and The Ladies' World" for
me. and The strand and Animal Friends she
sends sunshine from time to time. wish to
thank one and all for their great kindness to me.
live in hopes OF getting we'll God bless the Sun
BERTHA zOELLER,
O-st.. Louisville. Ky.
Mrs. ~ J. Blshoprick of No. 49, Washington-ave..
Brooklyn asks II any T. 5. S. member in the
try would care TO have old numbers OF "Harper's
Bazar" just for the reading matter. Any member
desiring the papers VIII please communicate with
Mrs. Bishoprick.
Mrs. William Tompkins has conferred a genuine
favor on the Sunshine readers by sending the fol-
lowing poem. The Fortified Fern" full OF
knowledge. sentiment and a cheering moral Mrs.
T. A. Morris also the same poem with a re-
quest for publication.
THE PETRIFIED FERN.
In a valley. centuries ago
Grew a little fernleaf, green and slender;
Neining delicate and hbres tender;
Waving when the wind crept down low.
Rushes tail. and moss. and grass grew round II,
Playful sunbeams dartcd In and found 1t:
Drops OF dew stole I'm by night and crowned II.
But foot OF man e'er trod that way
Earth young and taking holiday.
Monster fishes swan the silent main
Stately forests waved their giant branches.
Mountains hurled their snowy ayalanches:
Mammoth creatures stalked across the plain.
Nature reveed in grand mysteries
But the little fern not Of these
Did not number with the hills and trees
Only grew and waved it's wild. sweet way:
No one came To note It day by day.
Earth time. put on froc mood.
Heaved the rocks and changed the mighty motion
OF the deep strong currents OF the ocean;
Moved the plain and shook the naughty wood
Crushed the little fern In soft. moist clay
Covered IL. and hid II safe away;
O.. the long. long centuries since that day!
o. the agony, q. fe's bitter cost
Since that useless little fern was LOST
Useless Lost There came a thoughtful man.
Searching Natures secrets. far and deep:
From a assure In rocky steep
He Withdrew stone DER which there ran
Fairy pencillings, quaint design
Innings. LEAKAGE. nhrcs clear ana nne,
And the ferns life lay in every line!
So | think God hides some souls away
Swcetly to surprise the last day.