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UNIVERSITY OF NEBRASKA
Vol. XXVI I.
LINCOLN, NEBRASKA. MAY 27, 14-118.
No. 38
WIkm'o Cunt islviiig;.
In restful homes our people dwell,
On furrowed slope, by woody dell.
Bcgirting orchard'-, laden toil.
And scarlet trophies lavish ll'mg,
And Cures crowns :i virgin soil;
But Corn is king.
Here grazing herd:! in sundown shades,
Pour aimless through tun thousand ghxles,
A mingling Hood of t ichor gold
Than hides in Klondike's boasted spring
Or southern A file's mountains hold;
But Corn is King.
Hero science cams enduring frtono
And every hearth i- virtue's own.
A realm where manhood holds in fee
The scepter and l he signet ring
And hows hut to his own decree,
Where Corn is king.
Tin! dews come softly down at e'en,
On clover Holds the moonlight sheen;
Low-spokoti love, through odorous hiued
Where locusts trill and night-birds sing,
Leads forth the watchers from her fanes,
Where Corn is king.
.lOSKI'II FltANOIS BciOMKR
AVINTKU'S JllllTIl.
'Tis Winter's wild birlh in the blackness of mill
night,
The storm-wind is driving with furious speed;
The breakers boil white as they boom on the lands
end, And bursting rush o'er it with devilish glee.
Steve J. Corky.
flora.
Flora, Hashing summer girl,
Goddess of the wheel, doth whirl,
Bro the day is well begun,
Full ailame in morning sun.
Rose of morning, breath of dew,
May your life bo over true
As your lleet, unswerving paco
And the roses in your face.
sunrise:.
The east, ashiver with wind aud cold,
Feols tho fiistfulnl dawn-thrills run;
The gray wanes white then Hushes gold;
Up loaps tho kingly sun.
E, F, Piper.
WILLIAM EWART GLADSTONE.
May Will, A, V. 18'.
His heart is cold; his soul lias passed from earth:
The world is mute in reverential awe;
Great Commerce lifts a hand in her thronged marts,
And at the sign, the voice of greed is hushed;
The marching thousands pause; the nervous drums
Forget to call their followers to war,
And lords aud kings bow their bared heads and
mourn.
Mo more his surging spirit shall bo chafed
Hy storm worn crags within one nation's bounds.
Firm-iixi d, afar his beacon soul shall shino
High in truth's heaven, lighting paths of men.
J. A. Saroent.
SUS AETERNt'S.
A Hiickling pig is caught beneath tho fence,
He cannot wriggl-j through nor yet draw back;
Ills pink-white s-nout is lifted to the sky,
And frantically he squeals
The placid sow is feeding from her trough,
And frantically ho squeals.
The farmer leans upon the fence and thinks:
"I, too, am like the suckling. 1 am caught
Beueath the fallen bars of railed-oll' time;
1 cannot wriu'glo through nor yet draw back ;
I raise mine eyes unto iho blue-domed skies
And frantically squeal.
Tho placid One eats from his a'ther trough
Uumitidful of my squeal
II. B. Alexander.
THE AIISENT ALUMNUS ON ALUMNI WAV.
Home word, O Tender Mother,
Are thy children's faces turned.
They seek thy glad caressing ,
With hearts that long have yearned '
For thy tender touch on tho forehead
To smooth out marks of caro,
And to feol onco more thy heart boats
And to walk in thy guldens fair.
And whon onco more thy children
Are met 'round tho festal board,
And again from thy generous etoro houao
Is tho wine of mem'ry poured;
May thy love, still true and tender,
And still, like the suushino, free,
Flow forth to thy abseut children
Whose hearts still turn to thee.
Their paths Ho far from thy shelter,
They wander through valleys strange,
But their love for thee, '! ender Mother,
Knows never a shadow of change.
Edna D. Bullock, )$.
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