Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 182, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 August 1910 — The First Kiss. [ARTICLE]

The First Kiss.

Dear, do you mind you of that glorious night. Star-sown, in June, when ws .beneath the trees— Far from the city's din—a gentle breess Cheering the silence—sat in long delight Near, near together? You were aU in white. Carnations in your hair; a bunch oC these Scarlet and fragrant lay upon your knees; Sheer Joy thrilled in our hearts and filled them quite. No wonder that our spirits, those sweet hours Grew closer in communion, came to feet How much without each other they, should miss! So, at the parting, as you gave the flowers, Few words were spoken, but as if tw seal Vow unexpressed -you gave me that first kiss. Carlo BenedettSk

Compensation. Ruin! That’s all tomorrow— Grdund in the dust! what then? To crawl, to beg. to borrow; Our lot. Well, wherefoee sorrow? Are we not God-made men? Is Hope a gaud, all glitter? Is Fate a common cheat? No; any faith were fitter! Think, if life’s cup prove bitter. How death will taste more sweet! j -Harry F. Bowling, i i ’ I Thy Life. Just live thy life in full content: Do all thy best with what is sent Thou but recelvest what Was meant. Just live thy life. Just live thy life. Be not in fear. The strength of wrong shall disappear. And right is ever drawing near. Just live thy life. Just live thy life. Seem what tl»o« art. Nor from slmpUclty depart. And peace shall come upon thy heart. Just live thy life. —4. Ij. Stockton. Poverty. "The people call him rich: his lands Stretch very far and very wide; They call him rich, yet viviere he stands 111-clad and bent and hollow-eyed. •The people call him rich: his gold Is piled in many a yellow heap. But he Is all alone, and old, , And when he dies no one will weep. •They call him rich, but where he dwells The floors are bare, the waHs are bleak; They call him rich; he buys and sells. But no fond fingers stroke hi# cheek. •They call him rich; h% does npt knew The happiness of standing where 3weet winds across the meadows blow And toss the verdant billows there, “They call him rich, but he Is Wind To beauties of the earth an&aky; , Distrustful of all humankind., . They call him rich—l know *iot •whyV • a K. Kbieq