Jasper County Democrat, Volume 17, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 September 1914 — Indiana’s Home to Me. [ARTICLE]

Indiana’s Home to Me.

I was born in Indiana. And it’s somehow home to me, Tho’ the Southland’s full'of beauty Nature’s hand has lavished free: Flowers bloom brightly all the seasons. Birds’ sweet warblings fill the air. And I know I should be happy, But. somehow, my heart's back there. S> Back where wave the rustling corn fields. Back where blooms the clbver sweet, Back where grass is soft as velvet, Like a carpet ’neath the feet— Down there in the dear old orchard Laden with its Pink white bloom. Oh. I’m tired of orange blossoms Tired of all their sweet perfume. Then I want jto see the winter, See the snow fall once again. Drifting in its pure, white stillness Over hill, and vale, and plain, See the icy frescoed windows. Hear the storm of wind and sleet. Feel the bliss of changing seasons. Winter s cold and summer’s heat. If desire had wings to bear me, I would soon be home once more. With old friends to cheer and love me, ■ As in happy days of yore. Yes, I’m homesick, why deny it?— For the Longs that used to be; * hough I love the sunny Southland, Indiana's home to me. —Flora Livengood Smith, of Melbourne, Fla.