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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times, 1921-11-3, Page 2iSg1V,:a Qen of Thought, 15,oalesti woeth niore the,glery in the world, RAH. OR is JEWETT, The: cal -achy to enjoy simple ' 0 0 'woe a ,et.1‘ the lows!' ' feel jut as 11 5°111e1-11111' '''''' chniert,terizes alt great seoll.i. 6 to r eyed, dark little boos that; stood ! gin to happen,'" she eititl. "Poor * humbly by the. roadside under some'nfolmily Harris, Porbaes he's thinkin' Tho werld genly etve- it ad. tall elms. Small as her house was, o' nus, if he's alive." mil -talon, not to the man who oldMrs. Robb found it too large for It was dark now out a doors, and what nobody else eeor attelup.te, to. 4to, herself' alone; she oily needed the there were tiny olleks against the NVin-' but to tile man wise dis'e,-, tont what Id -Lel -len and a tiny bedroom thaD led dow.„ It was beginning to 6110W, and moltitodes. clta we11.-111.iessalay. out of it and there ,still .remained the the great elm croaked in the rising est room wild a hedrootet, *with the 1.\'lild overhead,tioTnO znnl'1311(trlef°111-teutl,;:'l'iti°,fb,t,atle'rlz cluron,a0,-. There had been a time, fru she A dead. limb of one °IS the cid trees .);;'c'rt;11Y*.(1-e Gca; i° 111'''''''''e' s'-'nle l'utt2:111 o ' garret overhead. * * , * * Was left alone, when Mrs, Robb omild had fallen that auttunn, :mdpoor fire- nee,,t1,11ts 3 -lilte4i..bile,s 1 1.1"4ts'llier's", bEtP° kelp those who were poorer than her -t wood as it might b‘e-, it was 1\Ars•Poilb-b's c.s.'''N'N10Tnlil'or,'1,sGpcd'''' wOlais .ale-leurse6 I It , self. She was strong enotig,11 riot only own, anti she had burnt it mostto ' • ' do a woman's work insido her tlianitfully; . . . . at least she Man is liis own $ bats; asnd the seml that house, -^but almost a. inan's work out- could have the inxury of a fire. side in her piece of glar.dell groom!,She bud a feeling that it was her Render an honest and :it perfect man reclelossciess began to fill the stove as 11 nen At last sickness and age had conie hand in haod, those two relentless enemies of the poor. and together they had wasted her strength and substance, She had always been look- ed upon by her neighbors as being independent, but now she was left, la -me -looted and lame -handed, with a debt to carry and her bare land, and the house ill -provisioned to stand the siege of time. roe a -tvhilo she managed to get on, but at Iast it began to be whispered about that there was no use for any- one to he so proud; it was easier for the whole town to care for her than a. few neighbors, and Mrs, Robb had hotter go to the poorhouse before win- ter and be done with it. At this terrible suggestion her bravo heart seemed, to stand still. The people whom she cared for most hap- pened to be poor, and she could no leng-er go into their households to xreeke herself of use. The very elms overhead seemed to say "Oh, no" as they groaned in the Tate, autumn winds, and there was something appealing even to the to the poorhouse!" she said, and burst strange nasserby in the look of the into tears. little gray house, with Mrs, Robb's pale, worried face at, the window. lest nie-lit at home, and with Strangel Commands all light, all influence, all she used to do in better days, Nothing to birn falls early Or too late. "It'll get me good an' warm," s„he said, still talking. to herself, as lonely I 44.1 --vs combo on to storm eenlaorao-wie long's you live, Mother people do. R bir!" She looked at him again and nod- ded, but she did not even try to speak. There' was a good hot supper ready The .snow end:tea faster •and faster against the window, and she sat alone thinkinghi the dark. "There's lots of talks I love, she said once. "They'd beans,org fland at hshatp,pbeyfagr TtbzIndcsgitohirtitneg; it was got nobody to come, the the night before Thanksgivin'. dreadful glad they don't know." And she drew a little nearer to the fire and laid her head back drowsily in the old rocking -chair. It seemed only a moment before them was a Ibud kocking, and some- body lifted the latch of the door. The fire shone bright through the front of the stove and made a little light in the rooni, but Mary Ann Robb waked up frightened, and bewildered. "Who's there?" she calleci as she found her witch and went to the door. She was only conscious of her one great fear. "They're come to take me There was a tall man, not John Minder, who seemed to fill the mar- . row doorway. Some one lias said that anniversar- "Come, let me in!" he said gaily. les are days to make other people "It's a cold night. You didn't expect happy in, but sometimes when they rile did you, Mot -her Robb?" tome they seem to be full of shadows, "Dear ine, what is it?'" she falter - and the power of giving joy to others, ed, stepping back as he came in, and that inalienable rigirt which °Light tO etruPPing her crutch. "Be I drearnin"? lighten the saddest heart, the most I was a-drealnilf about --oh, there, indifferent sympathy. sometimes even this seems to be withdrawn. So poor Mary Aiin Robb sat at her window on the afternoon before Thanksgiving and felt he-rself poor and sorrowful, indeed. Across the frozen road she looked eastward over a great stretch of cold nueadowland, i)ro-ern and windowept and croseed by "Sit dawn, sir," she said, turning icy ditches. toward him with tonclimg patience. It seemed to her as if before this, "Yott'll have to give me a -little time. In all the troubles that she had known If I'd been notified I wouldn't have and carried, there had always bean kept you -waitin" a minute this stormy some hope to hold; us H. she had never inight."- looked poverty full in the face and -It v. -as not the keeper of the poor - seen its told and pitiless Took before. house. The man b'y the door took She looked anxiously down the road, one sten forward and nut his arm with a horrible shrinking and dread .around her and kissed her, at the thought of being asked, out of 'Whet are you talking about?" pity, to join in some Thank-sgiving. said John Harris, "You ain't g--oin' feast, but there was nobody corning to make me- feel like a st-ranger? I've with gifts in hand. Once she had been come ail the wae from Alber-ta to full of love for such days, whether at spend Thanksgivin'. There's all so-rts home or abroad, but something chilled a' things out here in the wagon, an' a her very heart now. men to help get 'em in. Her nearest neighbor ha4 been fore- "Why, don't cay so, Mother Robb. most of those who wished her to go I thought you'd have a great laugh to the town farms and he had said if 1 carne and surprised you. Don't more than once that it was the only you remember I always said I should sensible thing. But John Mender was 't 9" It was John Harris, indeed. The poor soul could say -nothing. She felt. now as if her heart was going to break with joy, He left her in the rocking -chair and came and went in his old, boyish way, bringing in the store of gifts and provisions. It was better than any dream. He laughed end talked and went out to send away the manto bring a wagonful of -wood from John Men- der's and came in himself, laden with pieces of the ,nearest fence to keep the fire going in the mean time. and not suffer the pain of homeless- They must took the beefsteak for ness and dependence! supper right away; they must find the It was just at sunset, and AF, she pound of tea among all the other bundles- they m -us -e get good fires started iri both the cold bedrooms, Why, Mather Robb didn't seem to be ready for company from out West! what was I a-sayin'? 'Tam.. true. No! I've made some kind of a mis- take." Yes, and this was the man who kept the poorhouse, and she wmild go Without complaint; they might have given her notice, but she must not fret. waking inipatiesitly to get her tiny farm into his own hands; he had ad- vanced some money upon it in her extremity and pretended that theie was still a debt, after he cleared her wood Tot to pay himself back. He would plow over the graves in the field corner and fell the great elms, and waited now like a spider for his poor prey. He often reproach- ed her for being too generous to worthless people in the past and coin- ing to he a charge to others now. Oh, if she could only die in her own house looke,d out hopelessly across the gray fields there was a sudden glearn of light far away on the low hills, be- yond; the clouds opened in the -west end let the sunshine through. One lovely gleam shot swift as an arrow and brightened a far cold hill- side where it fell, and at the same moment a sudden gleam of hope brightened the winter landscape of her heart. "'Mere was Johnny Harris," said Mary Ann Robb softly. "He was a soldier's son. Left- an orphan and distressed. Old John Mender scolded, but I couldn't see the poor boy in want. I kept him that year after he got ,hurt, spite o' what anybody said, an' he helped, me What little he could. He said I was the only mother he'd ever had. ' 'I'rn going out West. Mot'n- er Robb,' says he. shan't come back till I get rich,' an' then he'd look at rae csf laUgh, so pleasant and boyish. "He WaSn't one that liked to write, den't think he was -dma' very :well 'When 1 heard -there, it's most four ' years ago now, I always thought if be got sick or anything I should have a good home for him to come to, There's poor Ezra Blake, the deaf one, too -he won't have any place to welcome him." T116 light faded out of doors and again, Mrs. Robb's troublestood be- fore her. Yet it -was not so dark as it had leen in her sad heart. She still sate by the window, hoping noW in 419ite of herself, instead of fearing, -gild a curious feeling of nearness- and oxpeetancy made her feel not so Much ht-haartedas 1..Ight-headed. The great cheerful fellow hurried about the tiny house, and the little old -women limped after him, forget- ting everything but hospitality. Had, not she a house for John to come to? Were not her old hairs and tables in their places still? And he rem- embered everything, and kissed her as they stood before the fire as if she were a girl. He had found plenty of hard times, but Tuck had come at last. He had struck luck, and this was the end of a great year. "No., I couldn't stera to write let- ters; no use to complain' o' the worst, an' I wanted to tell you the best, when I -came"; and, he told it while she cooked the !supper. "No, 1 we'n't gain,' to -write no foolish letters," John re- peated. -1Ie was afraid he ehould cry him,. self when he found out how had things had ibeeni, end they sat down to sup- per together, just as they used to do when he was a 'homeless orphan boy whom nobody else -wanted in winter weather while he was crippled_ and could not work. She could not be kinder now than she was then, bat she leaked So poet and old! He saw her tette her cup of tea and set ti down eolin with a, tretnibling hand and a look,et him. I "No, I Wanted to come myself,", he blustered, wiping his eyes and trying to laugh. ',And you're going to bevel eincrythufg you need to mifke you ‘ No matter how imfoi tuna te your envjronnent. or how unpromising your present condition, if YOu cling to your vision, and struggling with all your might toward its'reali- zation, you aro mentally building, enlarging your ideal, increasing the power of your mental, magnet. to attract your Marden. Keep in the, sunshine as Dn.:eh as you oars. and .lineoart some of the warmth to th ose. around you - Deep !within- evely heart that, has not dulled the sense of its inner vi- sion, is the belief that we are one with some great unimown, unseen power; and that we are somehow An - separably conneeteci with the Entice Consciousness% The eyes of all wait upon Thee, 0 Lord: and Thou givest them their meat in due season. —Ps, 145: 15, -•••" Thanksgivia a With the recurrenea of our Mittel day of, thonizSgiVing the question na- turally 'arises: What +definite TUP:iO.11 has Canada to bo thankful; what eut- standing :featare of our nationhood nave we that is not common to all emeotries; what can we discern on the horizon of our.natiOnal4life that augers weli far the triture of Canada sources mean to the average Can- aria Cdnodians? adion? How much- (Vacs he kt OW During Late Past Year the world has.,ebtrot them., When,challenged to sup- - tl • .1 e skid of de Port his eountrys claim te greatness, 921 tuee hae, provided, in our forests, our waterways, our fisheries; mines and our fertile eoil,. is yielding up treasure at thetall of marigto such ,an extent that we may well say it is from our natural reSOU'ree par our war debt, What, ho,wevern do our natural' een. pass, ng aioug p Pression No country has entirely hes he the intimate anti orose touh escaped, Canada, for tti n tel y, )ias that don otes the student? not been greatly affected. True, we Some information stmplied by the have felt a Slacicnese in business we Natural Itesources Intelligence have our- 'unemployment problem, and Branch of the Department of the In - we are passing through a 'period of Iterior may be of interest. This branch readjustment of wages, but withal, we have experienced in only minor degree the depression- which is caus- ing so much suffering in other coon - tries. For this happy position we are undoubtedly largely indebted to our abundant and varied natural e- satiroe. , Onf.• people aro looking earnestly to the deyeloi,ment these tas a means of...securing a return': of prosperity, of employment, and: of plenty-. The rich heritage which Na - s,; \ \.\\ • " Xs:SI --„-•••••-• .• • f - „ , / • • ' ..-.••• • 14'"...?"" • *: David Sang -- 1-1, GIVE thankS unto the Lord, for He is 'good; for His mercy endureth forever. 014 -that men would praise the Lord for His goodness and for His wonder- ful works to the children of men! And let them sacrifice the sacrifices of thanksgiving and - declare His works with rejoicing., He tinnieth the wilderness into a standing water and dry ground into watersprings. And there He maketh the hungry to dwell, that they may prepare a city for habitation; and sow the fields and plant vineyards, which may yield fruits of increase. He blesse,th them also, so that they are multiplied greatly; He suffereth not their cattle to decrease.. Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord from the heavens; praise Him in the heights. • Praise ye Him, all His angels; praise ye Him, all His hosts. Praise ye Him, sun and moon: praise Him, all ye stars of light. Praise Him, ye heavens of heavens, and ye waters that be above the heavens. Praise the Lord from the earth, ye dragons and all deeps; fire and hail; snow and vapours; stormy wind ful- filling his word; mountains and all hill's; fruitful trees and all cedars; bep,Sts and all cattle; creeping things • and flying fol; kings of the earth and all people; princes and all judges of the earth; both young men and. maidens; old men and children; let them ,praise the _name of the Lord: for His name alone is excellent; His ., glory is above the earth and heaven. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord! 11. ,t•-•••• \ --"•••• of the oLtkia Government has been established especially for the purpose of answering enquirie.% regarding our tat -oral resourcee: Canada's Area is 3,729,665 square nines oftwhich 3.37 per cent is water. It ,equals -in area the United States and all her possessions. Canada has more, ,than doubled, her population in 28 years. . The ovater-power energy of Canada is equal to nearly twent-y horse -power, of Which Ontario has 5,- 800 000 11.p. land Quebec 6,000,000 hp. Approximately 1;652,650 h.p. used' by central stations for electrieal enongy is developed front water -power. Canada has ,the only, two eoalt re- gions on the sea coasts of North Am- erica, in Nova Suotita and British C:olumbia, • -while Alberta possesses coal deposits esthrieted at 16 per cent. of the world's supply. - The Mackenzie oil field is in process o -f development, but sufficient work has riat as yet been: performed to prove its value. Oil eha,les are found in quantity in Nova Scotia end NeW Brunswick. In each province, known deposits mnst total over a billion tons, with an oil content of from 20 to 110 gallons -per ton. The total area of land covered by forests hi Canada is estimated at be- tween 500 end 600 million acres. Com- mercial timber -covers 225 million acres and -the remainder is, suitable for pulp -Wood. Canada, slipplies. over 87 per cent. of the world's requirements of as- bestos. This is largelyt,pro dazed in Quebec. OS nickel, Ontario's output rcPresents 80 per cent...cif the world's supply. Developments are taking An Autumn Party Everybody's invitation tame wrap- ped up in a reddish -greenish -brownish crepe -paper cornhusk, end this is what it said: Polly Popcorn bids thee to a Pioneer Party at three O'clock on -ye afternoon of Thanksgiving at Dorothy Smith's house Watch out for ye Indians Polly Popcorn, who leaked suspici- ously like Dorothy Srnith to her little guests, was wearing to fluffy white frock that appeared to be popcorn, Really, her mother bad Inad.e it but of some big -checked yellow -and -white gingham, by running nO gathering stitch around edges of the white squares and d-tewing them up into lijtttc fat white bunches. Her cap was jnst, tlie sliai)e of a frilly ro•und pope ped popcorn kernel. The first amusement was Popcorn, Art. AM the girls and boys sat around the dining -room table. In front each one was 4 saucer of snowy pep- ped corn, a sheet of yellow paper, a pencil, and a wee tube of library pas You know what queer shapes corn pops into -a tate, or a .head, a cat, a monkey, a spider, art Eskimo's hut. Tho idea of :this contest was to select a promising pop -cern kernel -one that suggested a picture --then stiek it by -means of the library paste to- the yellow paper, end with the pencil ett-taw WhateNcer else w-cas needed tot complete the picture. Leo, tails, whiskers, bodies, tack yoxds, "tall sorts of things you can imagine, were added, and the results were very ifunniy i11acih child was permitted to make three, Provided they would all go on the sheet rellOW TAINT. Thiel each child signed hes Or ,her name, and :the pictures were earecfully collected anti laid out, on' the table for an eat exhibit, later, of course, to be taken home by the individual artists,. Neact,4C1.09 were eliosenOfer a game called Indians and settlers, Indians were 'given head -bads with' gaY: feathers to wear, 'Settlers had wide - brimmed brorwn vapor hats, A space was cleared down the length a living-roona, and the Indians and Set- tlers formed in two parallel files. At the opposite end of the room a pa- poose dell leaned egainNt a ,wigwam, a,nd, white baby' doll lay in a dog's cradle. The gaine evas really a -rival relay race. At a signal tile first Indian and the first Settler staAed for -their res- pective goals; the Indian ,sfitatehed the white doll,' the Settler the papoose; then they turned: 'hastily and ran back to their separate teams, handing their prizes to the next itt thine, who, in turn, ran to deposit, the prizes in wigwam and cradle, as first found. Those run- ners, .0/1 retillitalling, tOUOiltea IrRITI6 with the next in line, who :then haid r1111, anmi snatch the prizes in their turn, and so back fe the team. ' Thus the runners talternatelY stole and returned the papoose ,a,nd, thc. whi.tel baby.. The firrst team to com- plebe tbSe circuit was hailed as the wine ning one, end =relied tritraphantly tabout the room to the music of the phonograph. ' Theo phonograph came into use e.gain for the next game. Tegit tel-dl- dren were relieteted to belong to :the popcorn chorus. Each was given an unshelled ear of poPcorn, and told to pretend it -was aiinarmonica. The chil- dren arranged themselves in a musti- eal-itaolcing group end put thOir pop- corn harmonicas to their mouths, whszleupon the phonograPh started -a lively tune. The mornbers of the group wero expected to go through the motions of playing the harmonlea$ " GR "EAThEARTS (An, Appreeiation.) 9 Have you et any eV them singe you read your blue -and -geld copy e Pilgrim's Pro.ogos.s, ever and ever eo long ago? I have! I -meet them every dory-. They are - the folkt who the' stream of thanksgivingm. frofreezing over, be,,,- tween Thanksgiving Days. May you about some of them? Two of them lived in the heart, of a great !city. It was winter. Winter in very cold in cities. Colder still, in city homes where dinners are cooked end served by charity .th people' . -who, :because they have no stmall homes have to be laved .ctri,ci cuddled eit masse. The,se two people were poor - but, they used to talc about a Rich rather,. quite as if they labew him, and even. when their orc,vie cupboard was bareish, they manedgr ag, eatheartecily, to slip - gifts info cupboards that were verr bare. When Thanksgiving time, earne around theye -said to ach other, ,"Wo• must fill the 'baskets." $o.thetre were four basket.% filled with; Bacon,'coffee, sugar, applies, e,g,,gz, celery, nuts, raisins, vverm. stoeks---oh, many won- derful things, They sat down to a dinner of poach, ed eggs and milk land baked tapnies and •their cup ran over --filled •to the brian with the gratitude of those whese lips they had turned to Unex-- petted thanksgivings. Another was a lonely man, a one- armed man livin,g alone oar a western homestead., He was saddened and embittered by some past happening Irev e ner told about But he was a Greartheart, toe. One bitter day, he turned 'his laioncho several miles of the trail that led to his own cabin, because he had "a bunch" e.sultitary woman en another lonely homestead; "might be wanting something." Sure enough, he found she -was nearly out of water and wood,, so until darkness fell. he served her need and then turn, ed the restless horse to face the night wind -and called it "nothing." Another of these Greathearts lives on a rented, farm. She is a girl with. two talents -one for music and An- other for writing. But :there's a lame place in the nickel situation which sister at home who cannot go to should Melte this industry again az- school and there is no one to teach. tire at an early date. her. Se the talented girl devotes her - The above Art but a few of the self to farm living ea -Idles the, talents outstanding features ,of Oariatia's na- tural resources. Her •agrigulture and fisheries, �isr tnansportation systeins by land and oy,a_tor, ancl the indent- itteblo spirit of her :per.Tie aro asseus of invtaluable worth. - What has Canada te he thankful for? It is olovii;ms that Nature lia.s been :vary generous to Canada, and, with Such boundless resources we may. with pride in our 'country look for- ward to inc day when the northern half of the .Anterican continent will contain to large and contented Impala - tier', a credit to the pioneers who blazed the original trails from coast to coast, and to thche far-sighted statesmen who, in 1867, sponsored the ereation of this great Dominion Canada. in time to 'the real music. The Chil- dren entered into 'the spirit of• the fun, and became almost too enthusi- astic .irt; their The resit of the Children were e.ager to try -it, so lhermonies'e were sup- plied for everyone. (It is best to la tivo two groups take tjurns, isa etre audience is needed.) Charades followed,under the lead- ership of Dorothy's mother and hig sister. - The. last game before supper was perhap,s, the ;jolliest of all. , IVA'S called a Wild Turkey Hunt. No -they didn't hide paper -turkeys-around the room 'to find. No! One child was Chosen as turkey, and had a bell tied around the meek on a ribbon. The rest of the children were blindfolded, .and called the hunters, Of course, their object was to, eatoh the turkey, whose bell jingled oat every step. , Once caught, the thritey becalm a hunter, and the 'hunter who, caught him turned, into the, tuekey. Ready enough, for snippet- were the children when they were summoned to the dining table'. where now, in- stead. of the Popcorn Art Exhibit, -a row of tiny brown paper wigwams circled the table -one in front of each place on a plate. Each bore a child's moan& "Indianfied." , Thu' Dick Brown had Diekqua, Bessie Perkins had Des- siesoit, Bently Stevens had Bently- quee. -••• The wigvraras were found to he re- movable, ,eard disclosed tiny pots of hslited beam With them were served popcorn sandwiche,s----rouncls of baked brown bread, shutting together over phmap popped corn. , The ice -cream was enclosed in „ vinual stockades of chocolate craciters, and there were "Incli,ancs" (sometimes, famous as "Brownies"). The favors were a great, surprise. Each was au animated popcorn boy, who proved too be made of a jumping - jock with e big popcorn hall molded over his weoicgs head as a. foundation. TIle "poPtcom jacks," with their possi- bilities for antics, were deOte,',ned to be carried halite fltS SOltVetliTS front Polly Popcorn's nice Pioneer Party. "While the earth remaineth seedtime and harvest , . shall not cease." go, keeping silent about it, And only Hp.. -whom they call ,the 'Recording Angel, knows ber.lreart di- can rail - measure how her noble spirit ,Savella the ,tide of the world's' thanksgiving. It -would take me Acura just -be list all the Greatheacts I have known - from the patient Mother and .frienris and teachers who mat up witionay own carelesS and indifferent youth, deter- mined, to, intake something of me, out and up, in ever increaising numbers, until when I stop to .eount them, I give up in a flood ofog.ta,titnde end decide that the world- is a heavenly place and the ,only songs there are room for are songs of praisiegiving, and thentlesteivinp• Long ago, my friend Alhambra and I, being very young, had groat bunt- ings for such treasures, as -Violets in the .sp.ri,ntg, white moccasinflowers in their season, four -leaved -clovers all the days of grarsii and agates wher,e egates are found. Sthe )always found the first anti the most.. WI:tile 1 would be Saying "There, care none!" she would gather tflnoin under my, very eyes. We used: to call it luck-. We know better 11101,4-. She couitcl sea and her treasure basket never was empty. ,My treasure bask -et of something- to-be-thankful-fea.; is :always full, -I should better soy, sonie thankful. It is folks 'we're 'grateful bout -not whet they have or give. I used to think I was lucky in folks.. I know better now. I have a seeing eye and I can. find Great:hearts every - Where! So !can you, if you ti.y. Harve,-k. H.ymn -We:plough the fields ancl scatter,--, ; The good seed on the land; ' Butit is fed and 'watered By God's almighty hand; sencls the snow in winter, The warintinto, swell the grain, Thc breezes and the sunshine, And soft nfresiding, rain. All good things round Are Sent from Heaven above, The thank, the Lord, , 0 thank , the, Lord, For all His love: How easy it is' for cmgbenevolont • beino• to diffuse pleasure actund him and .how truly is a kindheart a foun- tain, of ‘glatinnes malting everything withal its, -comity to freehen into smiles.---Weshington. Irving. Come, ye thardcrul,people, come, Raise the song of harvest -home! All is safely, gathered' , in . Ere the winter storms begin; God, our Maker, doth provide For out Wants - to be : Come to God's own ternple, Come, Raise the song of harvest -home! Thou erownest the year With Thy oodnesS.—PA. 66 4.