The Newtown bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-current, 1898-01-28

To one marvelOue web.
The dollar we send,
! That you will spend
To deepen and lengthan,
Uphold and strengthen,
Your place of prayer.
With labor of hands,
In union of hearts,
Yoail evangelize the world
By taking q part.
-[E. RS
THE DOMINIE'S SPOUSE.
Ard now. my friends, L fain would sing,
OF how earned this needtul thing.
Where the tomatoes lift their heed
In clustered fruits of green and red,
/ picked, till nothing did remain
But dropping stalk and pine board frame.
Then did slice and chop and square,
And mix the mess with viands rare,
Like onions, cabbage, and the spice
To make them peppery ard nice.
This chow-chow piccalilly mess,
Was called by friends a great success,
IT'LL one chewed pepper, which made him
"holIer,"
And for throwing them away 1 earned my
dollar.
THE SENIOR MILLER'S WIFE SINGS.
Dressmaking, though out OF my usual line,
Was resorted to on this occasion,
To save this moch-coveted dollar of mine,
To aid in our church renovation.
For, according to one whose sage precepts
we've learned,
Since our childhood's earliest dawn1ng,
! One dollar that's saved, is won tn two that are
earned,
Hence the value to this one belonging.
Now you've asked for poetry, grave or sub
lime,
To help forward this great undertaking,
Bat you'll soon see that rhyming is out OF my
line,
AS much as the dreaded dressmaking.
-GG. G. "A.
81 can give a dollar but Pm no poet"
So quoth many O. man and maid;
And SO said Mr. and Mrs Hoyt.
But they will not sputter
If I say it was butter,
That brought them their dollar In trade.
There's sweet summer member,
Who is glad to remember
The lake where the family en-Camp,
Her church she loves truly,
And sends herewith duly,
| A bill OF the much desired stamp.
There is a little lady,
| With pleasant, dainty ways,
Who gives in ceaseless measure
And never asks for praise.
She Dads unheard-ot stockings,
With silver, silk and gauze.
1t must be Mrs Basham,
Or Mrs Santa Claus.
A modern son of Vulcan. with his mien ant
I state,
Is Mr. Basham, owing no man hate.
just let me whisper, he's quite up to date.
John and Jay Wood whose voice in song,
Have often helped the cause along;
And Thomas Levey gave bill
To help the church upon the hill.
The Rev b. II. Abbott sends
This greetings thither- where began
His life work-As q fond son tends
a mother when he grows man.
House and yard in order prime,
Children all In happy chime,
Husband just a lucky man.
Since his courtship first began.
Bertha Abbott sings song,
Sings it patiently and long,
All about an endless mill,
Grinding, ever grinding still.
Who taught the infant feet to stray
With happy tread in learning's way
And, gentle with the jay and Ounce;
Meier lost her schoolmarm patience once,
i And never dealt a vengetul thud
o, this is Mrs Matte Judd.
3 " it'll accents af11uent and kind.
: Nith manners suave as those that graced,
The courteous sire of elder days,
Upon orr list OF names we find
benjamin strong. 1t will not waste
Our time to say, his gracious ways
And character, have given him place
|. IN his own church, whose kindly cheer.
Has welcomed many gathered here.
We thank Miss CLARK, whose kindly heart,
Has prompted her to bear part.
A free win Offering We prize.
7 That comes to MS q sweet surprise.
i O, distinctly remember.
Il was In the summers prime,
When q man and maid 20 tender,