The Newtown bee., 1903-02-13
Song, ''By-lo Land,' girls of the Primary Room.
 Dialogue, "Train to Mauro." "America.'

"REMINISCENCES OF PATTY PARKER OF WASH
 INliTON IN HER SSTH YEAR. WHEN SHE PRE-
 SENTED HER SON AT THE WEST WITH THE
 PEWTER PLATTER. 200 YEARS OLD Dear Son: Since you left me my mind has
 been filled
 With the scenes of the ancient and old Palnt-
 CT Hill.
 The inhabitants had heart for prayer and Whck ascendct to God in those ancient days. The II i'll. it bore fruit, both apples and cher With perfume of the hay to make one feel
 merry.
 And now must leave it. my paper to fill To describe my acquaintance on old Painter When was first called my needle to ply, The season was ple;.,ant with a beautiful sky With the prospect and scenery Of old Painter My work and my needle, my time did fill For was called to ply it on old Pa inter Hill. 1 hope not to run and get far from the matter To tell you the theme of that old pewter plat And it with short acquaintance my mind
 it doth iill
 had an invitation 1o live on the Hill. 1 accepted the call and on the liill 1: anne: The family Was large with fa1 her and mother: Connecrinns and friends. many sisters and But soon clouds appeared and then there was For death entered the family and took moth We were ali left sorrowful mourning and sad. For father was sickly with naught to make But am far from my theme, my mind will So must bring it back to the old pewter The family increased, little feet did batter The boys soon grew strong and without d mis- take
 Were able to handle the hoe and the rake. Oh, how the time paSscd. from day unto day. Sometimes breaking clOds and then raklng hay.
 ;, And smile to see a pile on the old pewter Timn' pa ,sed along. they all went to school And wished to obey the good teachers rue But when home they did come. though the snow did spatttr,
 They were glad to see a pile on the platter. As they grew older to High school they went Then to singing at night with the greatest So when they came home they would sit by And sing over the tunes they had learned in
 the choir.
 Then the oldest boy began to think best To leave home and try his luck in the far So after that the boys they all began to scat And left ns alone to manage the platter | But the youngest son he stad behind And was always cheerful, pleasant and kind | His three sisters were next younger than ht Make each On.. happy as far as l could see. Then it took place which is not uncommon The girls married away and we took a womin The woman. man and boy made up the matter So we still had enough to surround the plat
 ter. Oh. how the time did pass year after year. As fortune would have it. sad news we did hear | For the farm it was sold which gave us no joy | As father had li"ed there since he d boy | They set led accounts and disposed of the 1 stock.
 Gathered up his possessions and stood the shock.
 Then we left the Hill through mud and spat- l ter | But We brought with us the old pewter plat ter. | Then looking around we saw our condition Thus seeing our need soon brought d lOcat iOn
 There both lived happy and content | Till by sickness and death we were rent.
 Now l am lonely and would close up the mat And sit alone retired and give up the platter l l give it to you. have nothing else to give. l You must make it a keepsake as long as you ] I suppose if the truth could be told | The platter must be two hundred years old. | And what q great amount of matter | Might be summed up i'll the age of that old 1 platter.
 And as now have come to the end of my theme.
 Time passes away and life seems as {. dream | You must brush it and keep it away from all
 Spatter
 And tell your children it was their great l great cht-grandmothcr's pewter platter. SD now in old age am nur,cd and petted you know, l While am sitting here alone in my room | am trying to balance the cheer with the l gloom | And find the good still weighs down the bad l Stil! must bear it and close up the matter. l And this is the theme of the Till and the l platter. | April 10, ls'iS