Daily Kennebec journal., 1919-12-31
Maine Gossip
NV Last Farewell.


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Land 1 adore, farewell. thou land of
the southern SUMS choosing.
Pearl Of the Orient seas! our forfeited
Garden OF Eden.
Joyous, / yield up for thee my sad life,
and were it far brighter,
. Young. rose-strewn. for thee and thy
happiness still would l give it.
Far afield. in the din and rush Of mad
dening battle.
wavered. nor paused. in the giving,
what matters way or place-the Cyp-
rus. the lily, the laurel,
Gibbet or open field. the sword or in
glorious torture
When tits the hearth and the country
that call for the life'S immolation? !?
Dawn's faint lights bar the east. she
smiles through the cowl OF the
darkness.
Just as / die.
Vision followed from afar, desire ,haI
spurred on and consumed me.
Greeting! my parting soul cries, and
greeting again. o my country.
Beautiful is it to fall. that the vision
may rise to fulfillment
Giving my life for thy life. and BREATH
ing thine air in the death throe;
sweet to eternally sleep in thy lap, 0
land of enchantment.
If in the deep rich grass that covers my
rest in thy bosom,
Some day thou seest upspring a lowly
tremulous blossom.
Lay there tiny lips, tits my soul.
And if at eventide soul for my tran
quill sleep prayeth,
Pray thou. o my fatherland. for my
peaceful reposing;
Pray for those who go down to death
through unspeakable torments:
Pray for those who remain to suffer
torture in prison;
Pray for the bitter grief of our moth
ers, our wives, our orphans;
Oh. pray, too. for thyself. on the ay
OF thy final redemption.
When our. still dwelling place wraps
Leaving the dead alone with the dead,
to watch till the morning,
Break not our rests and seek not to lay
deaths mystery open.
II now and then thou shouldst hear the
string of a lutte or zithern,
Mine is the hand. dear country. and
mine is the voice that is singing.
When my tomb. that all have forgot, no
cross nor stone nrarketh,
There let the laborer guide his plow,
there cleave the earth open.
So shall my ashes at last be one with
thy hills and thy valleys.
Little. 'twlil matter. then, my country,
that thou shouldst forget me.
! shall be air in thy streets, and shall
be space in thy meadows:
l shall be vibrant speech in thine ears,
shall be fragrance and color,
Light and shout, and loved songs, for
ever repeating my message.
Idolized fatherand. thou crown and
ut INV
Lovely Philippine isles. once again
adieu! l am leaving
All with thee-my friends, my love
Where | go are no tyrants;
There one dies not for the cause Of his
faith, there God is the ruler.
Farewell, father and mother and broth
ers. dear friends of the fireside,
thankful ye should be for me that
rest at the end of the long day.
Farewell, sweet. from the stranger 5
land. my joy and my comrade.
Farewell. dear ones, farewell! To die
is to rest from our labors!
"A Bath citizen was speaking to the
Times of an old time ship owner, who
died years ago, worth a million. who
had gone through life amassing
wealth to the utter neglect of making
friends. Previous to the funeral
service in the house which had been
the millionaire's home, a woman re-
marked to the man in charge Of the
place on the absence Of chairs in the
living room. The woman thought
that more should be brought in be-
fore the time of the services. What
for" asked the man. "For the
mourners. the woman replied.
There won't be any mourners." the
man said. "Old - did not leave a
friend on earth" AS the event
proved. there were plenty of chairs.
Total number of cars up to Dec. 81
ferried the rast year on the Hocl1o-
mock between Woolwich and Bath, is
37,91S. With only two more days
in the year for traffic, which is now
very slow, it is not expected to reach
the hoped for total of $4,000
1t is said the Portland Company's
boiler makers who are on a strike
were given bonus of 15 per cent. at
Christmas time of their wages for
previous six months. Evidently q
bonus is mime they don't like but it
is further understood no one refused
it.
Louis Pjnard arrived in Biddeforl
from his home in Michigan Christ
mas Day and surprised his brother
and three sisters by making a call on
them. They had not seen him for is
years. and supposed that he was
dead
A tug has been chartered to keep
the Machias river open until the last
of January. so that it will be possible
to launch the schooner which will be
completed then at the shipyard,
where $50 men are now employed.
1t is rumored that 10000 cases Of
whiskey coming to Portland on two
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