The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1902-08-24


Sunlight glinting the tremulons Ing tse
OF ehildhood's joys, its broken ,ov,
Barefoot merry-hearted bows. os'
OF youths bright dreams and r-,
OF truth. and hope, and love AVA estate
providence, destiny, and blind fat."'
tor all flower you have save d,,M.
ga age You can no word of comfor. -
When hsnts are dim, and low we can ro !. ~. ms
With broken pinions can not soar u' ars-
oh, death in life the days that A..
MRS A. D. McCosSIco. sBrvan :.
NoA
GROWING OLD.
Nayi Can noti Myself am GROWN. -,
Thick shot with silver the locks NJ solS
And half at least of my lifes tale Is ,ola
Yet do the branches rustic in the wood
Green are the slopes where erst in vou,h -
The past was good, the futures more tbar Sspl,
were growing olal
We're growing old, indeed thank God W, -.
A future waits for US when vending TO- SCI 3
Each soul shall find its own its natal ,,.
Congenial spirits, long time gone before
Will crowd to meet on that farther .so..
Them shall we greet and part from them M ~.
were growing siai
We're growing old sweet restitution thar,
Awaits with all that this life deemeth fair
And waits to take from our garb Of c,,..
There wait the green-ciad slopes of yesterday
The oaooling brook near which we used to play,
Each grows the nearer farther it's away;
We're growing s;I
Yet lives the tune the whppoorwill srst sung.
The forests murmur as when we were vosr,.
New grapevine swings replace the ones tb,. a..
In our young days; all joys we've laid asid.
When work is done we'll find them, wouder.v.a
Tears that now dim our eyes shall then he dr;a
were growing pl
l. ~
The coming life holds joys unknown to thi,,
Our sleeping time will be so brief one kiss
Will serve this life's good bye and greeting thet. s.
With souls which trod long since the road We In.
Thank God we're growing old Good bye to can,
We're growing Oh
Good bye to our sou-husk sinks to rest
With tired hands crossed pulseless on its breast,
God giveth his beloved Sleep" It's best 4
We shall be born again from out the tomb;
Revivhed shall smell each sweet perfume; "a
Hold in our hands each youth beloved bloom;
We're growing DID
From tott'ring age to everlasting youth
Paeans of joy for this tear-sodden ruth
For life's receptions Gods own glorious truth
No more the carking ways of age 10 plod;
No more the rock-strown ways our feet have tsod
oh, life in death the promises OF God
We're growing oal
DECOLLETE.
Are you going to the Bon Tons party tomorrow nss
asked Harduppe of his wife.
mol" replied Mrs. H., cuttngly How eau ! VIE
have nothing to wear"
That is about all you'll need responded he the w
are appear in evening dress"
MADE HIN FAPPY.
Him Of the poor mans brood
She just giddy Art
And she couldn't build biscuit
And she couldn't build shirt;
And she worked him finish
Spent his last enduring cent,
Then she went home TO her mother
And
The man
Was glad
She went.
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TAKING IT SERIOUSLY.
What are you crying about Ethel"
Boo-hool l fell down and hit my funny bcne !,
Il declare wife that child gets more like you ever 4
she wholly devoid of any sense of hui or.
TUNE UP.
Still theys ragtime in my feet;
Still this life is mighty sweet;
This old world is hard ter beat
Let's us sing
If you've got Crouch on you
Don't git others feelin' blue;
fleaSe go way ! III SS!Oi P'S'9N 49,
Er let's sing
If you're feelin grumblescre.
Keep yer mouth shet. If yehd num
Some oil tune, why let er come
Let's sing
Let US raise our voice in song
Good oil ragtime loud an sronsi
F you don't like it, trot crlons'
Let's us sing
Let's jest perch here in row,
Warbn loud an warblin low,
Singin' all the songs know,
Let's us sing
Weevils in the cotton patch'
Britches too worn out ter paton'
Cattle ticks a-raisin scratch
Let's singi
Rivers boun ter overflow
Levees goin'? Let EN- go
Hum the songs at you don't Know
Let's us sing
Good hard work an grit an song
Makes this oil world wahble long
Jne the chorus, good an strong
Let's sing!
--sss.------
The "oenteman" Pistol Totsr'
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