The vidette. (Iuka, Tishomingo County, Miss.) 1912-1967, 1916-03-09

Alas sweet child it is all too late
have bought and paid for my cursed fate
With her sighs and her tears she bounded on
With step as light as woodland fawn
Till she paused on the curbstone cold and bare
And bent Ger stricken form groveling there.
A penny for your thoughts" was the gentle crv
Like the song of bird in the clear, blue sky
What is it, my friend, what's brought thee here
Who's wronged thee and blghted life far1
Tell me-l'l down TO my knees in PRAYER
And plead fer each sin you lay them bare
FRIEND, did you say a-long years have passed
Since heardthe sound of that sweet word last,
Could you read my life you would scorn and fear
To breathe word in the Magdalen's ear
You see on my finger no bridal ring
To prove that I'm aught but worthless thing
For down in Poter's field, far away
laid my innocent Babe to-day,
My Baby of passion my child of shame
Defrauded of even his Fathers name
The Father worshipped before my God
And everything living above the sod.
With his lips and his eyes and bis songs SO CAV
He won my and lost my way
Now with hopes all blighted and virtue gone
He has left me to battle with life alone
Go, go thy way,-thou hast called me friend
And twill live in my heart til my days shall end.
Leave me, thy hands too pure and sweet
To touch the fallen girl Of the street.
In HIS precious word have you never read
What our blessed Lord to the Magdalen said
When the Judges in anger brought her in
For the Masters verdict upon her sin,
How His voice rang out in reproachful tone
He who is innocent cast the first stone'
And the angel FORGIVENESS swung wide the door
At the merciful verdict go sin more?
Then yield Him thine all and be not afraid
He will not forsake thee tho frail and betrayed
Go back to thy home and there you will see
The light in the window still waiting for thee"
Go back for you can find nest
So and sweet mothers breast.
The shadows of evening were gathering fast
AS the loiterers greeted her she passed.
With courtly bow and reverent air
That told the tale of life all fair.
And the little Samaritan went her way
With the twilight meeting the fading day
Till she on the esward meath pine trees shade
The lovlest picture that made,
And she stayed her steps and her eyes went wide
At the radiantly beautiful girl she spied
No brush Of an Artist could ever trace
The heavenly light on her dazzling face
With a smile on the red lips ripe and rare
An Angels kiss must have left it there
And she sped to the vision, SO fautless fair,
And laid her hand on the soft brown hair
A penny for your thoughts cried the laughing tone
And why SO happy here all alone?
Tell me-such sorrow I've seen to-day
Give me the gleam of sunbeam's ray.
I'll cross my heart" and hope may de-
AS we did in the old glad days gone by.
All, grille, though fair and young as l.
cannot tell thee the reason why;
All the gold of the earth thegems meath the sea
Could barter my bea tifnl thoughts from me-
They live in my soul like holy thing
A white plume dropped from a Seraph's wing
Did you ever love +? Did you ever feel
In the charm of presence your senses reel?
Did your pulse wake to a bissful beat
At the we'll known echo of coming feet2
Did you live in the light of an eye
That would shame the stars in a cloudless sky?
Were you DEAD to the world so wide
As you stroled in the moonlight near his side
Did your heart stand still at its prison bars
AS he wooed and you under the stars
Till the joy Of living seemed so complete
You thought the heavens lay under your feet?
Were you racked with jealous pain
Lest you ID given your worshipful Iove in vain
And studied the grace of each guileess art
To hold your place in his big, warm heart?
Are you keeping your Life Book clean and white
Blameless and beautiful in his sight?
All, THEN YOU will know why | cannot tell
The secret We guarded so long and we'll
And she drew from her bosom a written sheet
Alhfresh with the odor of violet sweet,
And her face halo half divine
AS her lips pressed softly her VALENTINE
All Wealth but power and Fame all a glow
But LOVE is the sweetest thing know
GlenWood,