The Hesperian / (Lincoln, Neb.) 1885-1899, May 21, 1897, Image 3
; fUSS PERIS! U UNIVERSITY OF NEBRASKA. Vol. XXVI LINCOLN, NKKltASKA, MAY 21, 1SA7. -frm No ".). PROFESSOR H. K. WOLFK, UNIVERSITY OF NEBRASKA. He cairn? in the day when our walls rose young By the gray suit shore of the prairie stream, When from iimny a thatch where the grass roots clllllg Keen eyes were watching the new light gleam He came with the sons of the sod-built home, His young voice rang in the fiivt war won; He led the giants that conquered Rome For the sinewy arm of Nebraska's son. from the towers that watch by the misty Rhine, He brought the treasures of other lands: He placed them high on our temple's shrine 'I'lH'glail free gift of Ins loyal hands. He was one of us, he is one of us, Wherever the path t)f his life may turn: No. stone of our walls but is Hushing us HMoiie that kindle, his words that burn. Kathaimnb Mkmok. His Mother's Face. 'twas so lonesome without mamma! ilii't'liiM stoppcl short iu his play and Mimt!fl towards th house. Tho dog pped the stick from Ins mouth and ! N l.v tho boy's side, wag-in- his 'Mwy. Thoy ,.limo to tluT stops of III- vi.rnu.ln w.. tho hoy sat down. ,",nglHiill.islm,Ml i his master's lap. Mwn tin. hoy iihmo. . Tho front door l'! ho tiptoed his way into tho '"l01; oim was nlioiit. Ho dragged "liniiihoroi-ohismotlior'spor- ,,,l.,,,1l "mik iilmosl out or siirht among hrTrT" Tl", H0IIth wiml n ( ' ! tin oak-houghs, and rustled tho 'i "it aVlw bonouil tfl wi1,,0Wi J; k in ll.o hallway ticked slow o..ls ,,' '; ,hf. !y ' bond ( , ; "", "I-"" Ins paws in tho open .), -V ; W I'MIOHOIIII. il soomod! J$Xt lm? in t,m Ubviivy a- u, n,,, tniio, siuoo that sad day "n,,,.v "MmHVomthoohurp.h without: mamma. Auntie did not laugh and talk and tell so many stories as she used to do. Only Rover was tho same. Dear old Rover! What a good old dog! But where was mamma now? Auntie said she had gone to be with God ; and papa ordy wiped his eyes and went away. But auntie said if he would bo good, he could go to see her some day. How lovingly the mother-face smiled down upon him from the groat frame on the high wall! Would she, would she speak to him? Ho smiled, andi gentle tromor shook his limbs, as if ho would stretch forth his arms to her; for now he was asleop. And now she soomod to move. Why, sho had not gone; for now she came and took him, and clasped him in her arms! Ho felt her gentle fingers smooth aside his hair; and ho felt her moist lips press a kiss upon his forhead. "Mamma" he cried and turned to clasp his arms about her nook. "Auntie"-he whispered, as he opened his eyes; and ho hid his lace in Auntie's breast and sobbed aloud. Then Rover came and laid his head in Auntie's lap. Uoiirht Mitt IVfmjamh. A SENTINEL PINE. High upon u ridge of red, Hliic-nrchcd heaven over-head, Watching day-light die nwuy Ovcrsagogrown valleys gray, (Jnarled and brown against tho line Of earth and sky-a giant pine From a ragged niouiitaiu-crcflt, Ooldcii gleaming, shrub carrcss'd Sun -beams glow in gulches low Over toopoo stones that gnw Dim in darkness: coyotes whine And cry beneath a silent pine. JOSKJ'M ANIMIKM'S SAIMIKNT.