THE VILLAGE SCHOOL.

Waimate Daily Advertiser, Volume II, Issue 134, 19 April 1900, Page 1

THE VILLAGE SCHOOL.

Here where the bloom-fringed winding highways meet. The old white schoolhouse stands, With greensward worn and pathed by restless feet, That throng which, as Time's waves roll and retreat, Changes, but ne'er disbands. Through open 'windows comes the old refrain Of schooltime's routine rule : Heart tones awake that long have dormant Jain, And-for a moment I'm a child again, And only late for school. Th« leafy boughs once far above my reach move gently round my brow. The equal-distanced trees of old games preach, Calling my playmates in their whispered speech, Who are so scattered now ! A rude throng, flocking o'er the worn door still, Then scorned, now held so dear, We lightly drank from, learning's crystal rill, And the first charm of understanding's thrill Our hearts encountered here. O little school, thou mother of us all ! To thee tne heart returns As weary feet when evening shadows fall, Leaving day's cares th&t threaten and appal, " Haste when home's dearth fire burns I

If worsen looked like fashion plates the men would all commit suicide. The prettiest trimming for a woman's bonnet is a good-humoured face. The oldest husbandry we know is when a man in clover marries a woman ia weeds. No man likes babies naturally ; yoa have to learn to, just as you do with eating tomatoes. " *!{*£ x Auntie : ' When I was ygur age I never told a lie.' Tommy: 'When; did you begin, auntie? ' " ■ A man tfamed Tease has married a Miss • Cross. He teased her till she agreed she wouldn't be Cross any more* Penelope : ' Well, after all, I believe the less one knows the happier one ig. Genevieve: ' That is a comfortable philosophy. You must be very happy.* For Bronchial Colds, take Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. Is 6d» Go to the ADvfcftiidEß for every description of Job Printing ami bookbinding.