Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 119, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 May 1911 — The Grave of Care. [ARTICLE]

The Grave of Care.

We buried Care In an open grave, And high as wo tamped the sods. The laugh and the song and the cheer we gave Rang out to the Hill of Gods. We burled Care with a right good will And never a sign gave we. And over the mound we danced our fill And planted the seeds of glee. It's many a day since the seeds were sown In a single mirthful hour. And up from the mold they all have grown With many a charming flow’r. There are Blossoms of Cheerfulness, Buds of Mirth, Sprigs of the Merry Heart; There are perfumed flow’rs of tho Joy of Earth And blooms of the Better Part. We watered them all as they grow and grow With the tears of our revelry, And hour by hour they nod and blow To the beautiful sunlit sea. So sing, oh, sing me a carefree song And take me—l wot not where. So the sun be warm and the day be long And the flow’rs on the grave of Care. —C. L. Armstrong in April Smart Set.