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' bred? that she understood her obligation to obey

{its precepts. One/day she came to.her mother,

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did she then obey the command to overcome evil

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A tear stood in the eye oflittle Charles; and he
promised his mother to try and do so too. Will
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Illustrated by Alice 3.0rbison.'

1n bv hills like forest hung,on edges round tﬁc skies,

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on thgir low,broad mossy base,close 1D the rivgr’s side,

.vine—like city wanders round,1n w1ld,romantic prlde.

Jlighting with its altar fires crag,dell and decp_ravino.
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’Its uncouth build1ngs,dark with age,of wood or ma351ve stone,
Bespeak the wild and simple life,distihctivsly its oWn.
Herc forest trees gvow undisturbed,and Vallambrosas shade,

Was not more dense than foliage here of oak and maple made.
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Like spears of light the spires gleam of churches great and small

Where sweetly ringing bells proclaim the christian creeds of ai 1

Here birds frun bowcrs of the sont%,in lovinp prsferencs throng,
And build their nests_and Fill the town with glory of their song
The graceful squirrel,nimble hare,are not afraid to come,

And play like children,hide and seek,as in their forest hand.

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Herc gabbling geese go eyeing round the strangers in a crowﬂ,
And'turkeys grace suburban homes like pc0ple shy and proud.
And rogctcrs lift their gorgeous winps and craa with wild.doligm;
'No clocks more truly tell thc-morn,or hours of day and night.

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These winged children Nature brﬁngs,unconscidﬂ§ how thcv grace,
The antique homes that men have built bare in this Sylvan place.

With clang of trade and engines' screams and bnsv ,noisy mills,

Tiese are the sccncs,thesc are the sounds,that echo thro'the hilb

Thcse give the charm of ancient towns,t8 see that travellers roandﬁ
Where strangers,like their citizens,feel some sweet spell of hon;
‘The places 10m inhabited here by the sons of men,

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'Now as T gaze from topmost hill upon th1.s city here,
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Ipbrown9d by shadows of the‘cliffs, o '9rt m1p9 9d bv fol1age grand,

With sudcen distance. 98 of wood, of va19,and.sunling land.

In glittering mist and sheeny smok9,that charms the painters eyes

With rainbow splehdor 1n the clouds,each deck her 9v9n1np;sk19

EndOwed with life's rich blassings all,] say I know not whcrw

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beneath the Cliff,where suns in acinn doWn
brOkeh'WhteS,ahd slur their shattered light

far o‘er the town and river in its flight.

‘ﬂ'jWondcr that thy people clihg to t%ee with loving pride,
;E'en as the vines and.cedars cling to bank and green hill—side.

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these cliffs and vallcyé fair,with devastating fire.

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6nﬁ§r more no poet here has given the world thy pralse,

’proudly set thy beauty in imvortal p10w1ng lava.

‘Yhon art not set in Slnninv verse,and lch sane precnons stone,
' Prized the rare that genius makes its worth and beanth known.
“ﬁe Hero is its lofty rest1nn—place,thc "citv of the dead",

Q»hi11 of wondrous beauty reared Up From the river's bed.

Where pine and cedar,oak and olm,in forest grandeur stand,

And flower-blooms,11ke eves of love,11nht up this Silent land.

Hare gleaming marble tells the tale long erst to record,

How many from the town below here sleep beneath t! e uward.

Here are the names the State has cut on monumental stone,

Of those whose deeds and words and works are jewels all her own,
Here sleeps 0'Hara,poet,wit,whose 'Bivonac of“ the Dead”

In many a land and many a tonpne with rapture has been read.
And tho' the countrv claims his works,his fBL’JUHS bit of song
And richest rem of minstrelsy to Frankfort doth belomr.

Perhaps the poet's lo 7e of fame unrecognized at home

In gloomy hours tempted him in smmer climes to roam.

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We sleeps most honored of them all in 'Bivonac of the Dead".

Fair city of the cllffs and vales,0hce more 1 turn and gaze
Entranced lpon thy beauty robed in s¥hdown's golden haze.
Here poesy could never ask a SWeeter home or eartr—

Her silver harp a richer song than measures of try Worth.

And when my feet shall roam no more,mv llfe to death hatk

I ask but here to rest among my loved ones at set of sun.
\Where shqnnwn blrds and lovely flowers and plne and cedar keep

Perpetual spring above the mound,that hldes owr dreamless

Jennie n.Morton.