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DECEMBER, 1914
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Songs of the Days Gone By
Of all the days that's in the week
I dearly love hut one day,
And that's the day that comes be-
, ' twixt
A Saturday and Monday.
Henry Carey.
And then it went on about Sally in
our alley, which meant the girl we
loved best, whether she lived in an
alley, or down a farm lane,' or over
the hill, for it never was far to where
she lived, although others mignt ng
ure out that it was several miles. .
While Mr. Carey wrote love songs,
and the like, and so:ne of them are
still alive and singable, his greatest,
and most enduring work was the na
tional song of England, VGod Save
the Kingv",
To write songs that live the au
thor must hold the human interest
key to the heart, for it is their hu
man interest that perpetuates them.
SWEET KITTY CLYDE
Maybe you never heard this once
popular song, almost universally pop
ular, as it had a big run in Europe.
If not, ask your elders, even back to
your grandparents, for it is no last
spring's song.
Oh! who has not seen Kitty- Clyde?
She lives at the foot of the hill
In a sly little nook,
By the babbling brook,
That carries her father's old mill.
Oh! who does not love Kitty Clyde?
That sunny-eyed, rosy-cheeked lass,
With a sweet dimpled chin,
That looks roguish as sin,
With always a smile as you pass.
Chorus
Sweet Kitty, dear Kitty,
My own sweet Kitty. Clyde,
In a sly little nook
By the babbling brook,,
ft Lives my own sweet Kitty Clyde.
With a basket to put in her fish,
Every morning with line and a hook,
This sweet little lass
Through the tall, heavy grass,
Steals along by the clear' running
-brook.
.She throws her line into the
stream,
And trips along the brook side.
Oh! how I wish that I were a fish
To be caught by sweet Kitty Clyde.
How I wish that I were a bee. .
I'd not gather honey from flowers;
But would steal a sip
From Kitty's sweet lip
And make my own hive in her bow
ers Or if I were some little bird
I would not build nests in the air; i
But keep close by the side, of sweet
Kitty Clyde
And sleep in her soft, silken hair.
OLD FAVORITES
Away back yonder the people were
as songful, and as soulful as they
aTe now, if not more so. Then songs
meant something besides jingle and
ragtime. There were foolish songs,
to be sure, but they were meant to
bo foolish. ,, ,
Now and then you would hear a
bit from some opera, and not badly
rendered, as a song. One of the fa
vorites was "The Gypsy's Warning
from "II Trovatore." It is a love
song, of a kind, and suggests a' state
o affairs most to be dreaded, it ran
thus:
"Trust him not, oh, gentle lady,
Though his voice be low and sweet,
Heed not hiiu who kneels Defore you,
Gently pleading at thy feet.
Now thy life is in its morning,
Cloud not thus thy sunny lot;
Listen to the gipsy's warning,
Gentle lady. trust him not. . -
Of, ..course it. wasn'.t aujig- with
wnA nnora fiffflcfc. but it answered
the purpose all right among the mu-
sically uncultured. The air was
pleasing, and the words appealed to
all interested in the very important
matter of love.
AND THERE WERE OTHERS
"I have wandered today to the hill,
Maggie,
To watch the scenes below
The creek, and the creaking old mill,
Maggie,
As we used to, long ago.
are aged and gray,
"But now wo
Maggie,
The trials of life nearly done.
Let us sing of the days that are gone,
Maggie,
When you and I were young.
When,it carnc to something serious
as well' as sentimental, "Lorena"
never failed to give satisfaction.
You may have heard this yourself,
for it is still on the list of good sen
timental S0LoS.
"The story of the past, Lorena,
Alas! I care not to repeat.
The hopes that could not last, Lor
ena, They lived, but only lived to cheat.
I would nptfcause e'en one regret
To rankle in thy bosoni now.
For 'if we try, we may forget'
These words of thine, long years
ago.
"It matters little "now, Lorena,
The past is in the eternal past.
Our heads will soon lie low, Lorena,
Life's tide is ebbing out so fast.
There is a future, Oh, thank God!
Of life this is so small a part,
Tis dust to dust, beneath the sod,
But there, u.) there, 'tis heart to
heart.
Aniong the prime favorites, and
still, in. vogue, was Tom- Moore's
charming ballad:
"Oft in the 3tilly night,
- Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond memory brings the light
Of other days around me;
The smiles, the tears,
Of boyhood's years,
The words of love then spoken;
The eyej that shone
Now dimmed and gone,
The cheerful heart's now broken."
YOU CAN'T FORGET
"Allow me to write the songs of a
people and I care not who writes
their philosophy," some one has said,
and if you think of the influence of
the songs of your mother, and those
sung around the fireside when you
were young, you ma7 ieei jiko uBre
ing with him as to the power of song.
Erasmus Wilson, from Pittsburg
Gazette.
WILLIAM JENNINGS BRYAN
(Nashville Tennessean)
When he "rst came into national
prominence we saw him capture the
nation with the power of his genius.
We saw him sway the multitude
with his words of wisdom, and
amaze and terrorize the enemies of
free institutions with the logic of his
speech. We saw, him rise from l the
disaster of defeat again and again,
and each time he had the confidence
of the people. We saw him as a
?wice defeated candidate for presi
dent on a foreign tour nonored by
the nations of the world. We saw
this defeated man return to hit 5 na
tive land, honored by all the ciyll
Id naSons on tho earth and l greeted
by his own people as no otner private,
citizen has ever Deen greeted
And we have asked why this man
should touch the human .heart of
every nation and appeal to the hu
man conscience in -eyery -land? The
fnRwer is Bryan himself. Constant
fn his devotion to principle, firm in
conviction, consistent in his course,
bravo and steadfast, ho stands be
fore tho world tho incarnation of un
selfish patriotism.
As tho mark of hostile critics he
has been misrepresented, maligned
and slandered, but over it all ho haB
triumphed, towering as an Intellect
ual and moral giant, tho champion
of tho purest principles and the
noblest sentiments that have ever
possessed a groat and powerful peo
ple. What was onco in scorn and con
tempt termed Bryanlsm is being
written into the laws of the states,
the constitutions and into tho stat
utes of tho nation.
Those who once derided this man
for his fallacies are now singing his
praises for his virtues. Those who
once abused him for his iniquity are
Utterly Uadeaa .
"John," asked Mrs. Dorkins, "what?
la a 'political con game?' " 5
"Why, if it's a Trame-up, yoit
know."
"Yes, but what is . frame-up?" I
"A-ora pioco of bunk, of course;;
can't you " $
"What is a piece of hunk?" ?
"Oh, shucks!" exclaimed Mr. Dor
kinB. "What's tho use of trying, tf,
tell a woman anything about pplf-j
tics?" Chicago Tribune.
It's no fun for a woman to tell a
secret to aityono she thinks will keep
it. Chicago Herald.
LEARN
now lauding him for tho sanity and RrA'Sirwwt
Strength Of Ills convictions, I Jntlttile, Nevada, Mo.
HugftftNllve T)iurAH)Htle.
A courno oT contlnl which,
may bo crmtplotctf tit homo In
IM) hnurx. courlw, UHiminnniL
prnctiraJ. Wnll rulnplcd for u of ptiyxICAnr. For
, i. u., vi winner
No wonder this man will remain
in politics, for the crowning glory of
his life will bo when his creed of
universal justice shall have been
written deeply into tho statutes of
his country.
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