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Mark Twain Works Collection — Sentimental Song Book-Julia A. Moore. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
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Preface of the sentimental songbook by Julia Amor. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit libravox.org, read by Larry Wilson. Preface. This little book is composed of truthful pieces, all those which speak of being killed, died, or drowned, are truthful songs. Others are more truth than poetry. They are all composed by the author. I was born in Plainfield and lived there until I was 10 years of age. Then my parents moved to Algoma where they have lived until the present day, and I lived near them one mile west of Edgerton. Julia Amor. In the Preface. The author's early life by unknown, read by the story girl.
I will write a sketch of my early life. It will be of childhood day, and all who chance to read it, no criticism, pray. My childhood days were happy, and it fills my heart with woe to muse or the days that have passed by, and the scenes have long ago. In the days of my early childhood, Kent County was quite wild, especially the towns I lived in when I was a little child. I will not speak of my birthplace, for if you will only look, or the little poem, my childhood days that is in this little book. I am not ashamed of my birthright, though it was of poor state. Many a poor person in our land has risen to be great. My parents were poor, I know kind friends, but that is no disgrace. They were honorable and
respected throughout my native place. My mother was an invalid, and was for many a year, and I, being the eldest daughter, her life I had to cheer. I had two little sisters, and a brother which made three, and dear mother, being sickly, their care it fell on me. My parents moved to Algoma near 23 years ago, and bought 100 acres of land. That's a good-sized farm, you know. It was then a wilderness, with tall forest trees abound, and it was four miles from a village, or any other town. And it was two miles from a schoolhouse, that's the distance I had to go, and how many times I traveled through summer's suns and winter's snow. How well do I remember going to school many a mourn, both in summer and in winter, through many a heavy storm?
My heart was gay and happy, this was ever in my mind. There is better times to coming, and I hope someday to find myself capable of composing. It was my heart's delight, to compose on a sentimental subject, if it came in my mind just right. If I went to school half the time, it was all that I could do. It seems very strange to me sometimes, and it may seem strange to you. It was natural for me to compose, and put words into rhyme, and the success of my first work is this little songbook of mine. My childhood days have passed and gone, and it fills my heart with pain, to think that youth will never more return to me again. And now, kind friends, what I have wrote, I hope you will pass
or, and not criticize, as some have done, hitherto here before. End of poem. This Liebervox recording is in the public domain. All ye friends of liberty, who love our good old nation, let hands and hearts united be, and beat the white creation. For this is our centennial year, the birthday of our nation. For it is just one hundred years that stood our good old nation. Centennial. Centennial. Hurrah to the centennial, and many, many people gone to our national
centennial. To Philadelphia people went, and more was sure to go, sir. They say there was things to be seen of a hundred years ago, sir. Come all ye sons of liberty, that love our good old nation. Unite and keep our country free, and the stars and stripes are waving. Centennial. Centennial. Who raw to the centennial, and many, many people gone to our national centennial. The revolutionary war was fought to gain our independence, that we, a nation great may be, both free and independent. They fought the British far and near for freedom, and they gained it. In centennial years of Jubilee, let Columbia's sons maintain it. Centennial. Centennial.
Who raw to the centennial, and many, many people gone to our national centennial. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. John Robinson by Julia A. Moore, RedfullyBerwax.org by Michelle Fry, that merged Louisiana. Come listen, friends, and hear a song. It is a doleful one. About a young man dead and gone, he died far away from home. John Robinson, this young man's name, his age I cannot tell, and he was loved by all his friends, and he was known full well. His father and mother being dead, it left him an orphan boy. When he was with his brother, his health failed him poor boy. Kind friends, they thought to do him good to travel for his health. To California, he did go with
his uncle, Zira French. He was not gone, but a short time when a letter his friends received. It told how homesick Johnny was, how he for home did grieve. It said that he was getting worse, and his money was nearly gone, and if he did not soon return, never more would he see home. It said, dear brother, will you please some money to me send, for I fear I have not got enough to bring me back again. The doctor says I must soon return, if I wish my home to see, for if I stay my life is short, for the air disagrees with me. His brother will, the letter red, it made his eyes grow dim. Dear brother, he shall soon return, for I will go and fetch him. This brother dear was very kind, with money he went with haste, for to bring him home again, but oh, he went too late. For he was sick and very bad poor boy, he thought,
no doubt if he came home in a smoking car, his money would hold out. He started to come back alone, he came one-third of the way, one evening in the car alone, his spirit fled away. No friend was near to speak to him or hear his dying moan. How sad, how sad it must have been to die there all alone. No loving friends to soothe his brow or ease his weary form, poor soul, poor soul is now at rest, for his soul to heaven has gone. Telegraph dispatch was sent his friends. How sad they were to hear how their loved one died all alone in a car with no one near. The brother brought his body home to his friends that loved him best. He is sleeping in their graveyard now, let peace be air his rest. And of form this recording is in the public domain.
The Brave Page Boys by Julia A. Moore, read for liverybox.org by Alan Mappstone. In the late rebellion war, Grand Rapids did send out, as Brave and Noble volunteers has ever went down south. Among them were the Brave Page Boys, five brothers there were in all, they enlisted and went down south to obey their country's call. This week at Vons and Albertsons, USDA Choice Tri-Tip Rost untrimmed are 599 per pound, limit four roasts with membership were applicable, and medium ripe hassovacados are 99 cents each, with membership were applicable, plus Kellogg cereals 8.8 to 16.1 ounces, selected varieties, or peppered farm goldfish, 5.9 to 8 ounces are 199 each when you buy three, limit three offers with membership were applicable. Visit Vons or Albertsons.com for more deals and ways to save. It's fall in Jeep country and during the driving to fall sales event,
get a great deal on four by fours that refuse to be contained, like Jeep Wrangler, confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever, Jeep Grand Cherokee, and freedom that can't be denied, with the open air freedom and Jeep gladiator. After 85 years, it's no surprise that Jeep became America's SUV brand. Get a great deal during the Jeep driving to fall sales event. Jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other SUV brand, Jeep and the Jeep Grill Registered Trademarts of FCA US LLC. This week at Vons and Albertsons, USDA Choice Tri-Tip Rost untrimmed are 599 per pound, limit four roasts with membership were applicable, and medium ripe hassovacados are 99 cents each, with membership were applicable, plus Kellogg cereals 8.8 to 16.1 ounces, selected varieties, or peppered farm goldfish, 5.9 to 8 ounces are 190.9 each when you buy three, limit three offers with membership were applicable, visit Vons or Albertsons.com for more deals and ways to save. John S. Page was the eldest son. He went down south of the far,
and enlisted in the mechanics and served his time in the war. Fernando Page, the second son, served in the infantry. He was wounded, lost both his feet, on duty at Yorktown Siege. Charles F. Page was a noble son, in 64 did enlist, and in the same year he was killed in the fight of the wilderness. This brave boy was carrying the flag to cheer his comrades on. He fought in the eighth infantry. Now he, brave boy, is gone. To set of this brave soldier boy, to us just before he died, stood the flag standard in the ground, laid down by it and died. The friends that loved this noble boy, how sad were they to hear, of his death on the battlefield. His age was 20 years. James B. Page was a fine young man. He went in the artillery. He served his time with all the rest,
to keep his country free. Inos Page, the youngest brother, his age was 14 years, made five sons in one family, went from Grand Rapids here. When Inos Page went from his home, he was only a boy, you know. He stole away from his mother deer, for he was bound to go. She followed him to the barracks twice and took him home again. She found it was no use at last, with friends let him remain. In eight Michigan cavalry, this boy he did enlist. His life was almost disparoid, on account of numerous fits caused by drinking water poisoned. Effects cannot outgrow. In Northern Alabama, I hear, there came this dreadful blow. How joyful were the parents of those noble soldier boys. There was one missing of the five when
they returned from war. The one that carried the Union flag lies in a southern grave. The other brothers came back home to Grand Rapids, their native place. End of poem, this recording is in the public domain. Wild rove the Indians once on the banks of Grand River, and they built their little huts down by that flowing river. In a pleasant valley fair where flows the river rapid, an Indian village once was there, where now stands Grand Rapids. Indian girls and boys were seen with their bow and quiver, riding in their light canoes up and
down the river. Their hearts were full of joy, happy voices singing made music with forest birds, they kept the valley ringing. Indians have left and gone beyond the Mississippi. They called the river O' Washington, where stands this pleasant city. Lewis Campo, the first white man, bought land in Grand Rapids. He lived and died, an honored man by people of Grand Rapids. When Campo came to the valley, no bridge was across the river. Indians in their light canoes wrote them or the water. Railroads now from every way run through the city, Grand Rapids. The largest town in West Michigan is the city of Grand Rapids. And of Poem, this recording is in the public domain.
Temperance reform clubs by Julia A. Moore, Redford Limibox.org by LG Pug. Some men surprising people in our cities and towns have gone to organizing clubs of men that's fallen down. In estimation, fallen low, now they may rise again and be respected citizens throughout our native land. The Temperance Reform Club, forever may it stand, and everyone that loves strong drink, pray, join it, heart and hand. Then many a home will be bright, and many a heart made glad. It will be the greatest blessing this nation ever had. Magnificent viewers of strong drink can find a better employee than to bring to Ru and poor families and thousand souls destroy. Likewise, proprietors of saloons lose many a customer. Those men now rather stay at home, that place they now prefer. The Temperance Reform Club, forever may it stand,
and everyone that loves strong drink, pray, join it, heart and hand. Then many a home will be bright, and many a heart made glad. It will be the greatest blessing this nation ever had. Don't be ashamed to wear your badge of ribbon on your breast. It shows you've joined the club to be a man among the rest. Your kindred friends will love to see you honoured sober man, and all the friends that wish you well will help you if they can. The Temperance Reform Club, forever may it stand, and everyone that loves strong drink, pray, join it, heart and hand. Then many a home will be bright, and many a heart made glad. It will be the greatest blessing this nation ever had. Perhaps you have a mother, likewise a sister, too. Perhaps you have a sweetheart that thinks the most of you. Perhaps you have a loving wife and little ones at home. The hearts rejoice to see that
you can let strong drink alone. The Temperance Reform Club, forever may it stand, and everyone that loves strong drink, pray, join it, heart and hand. Then many a home will be bright, and many a heart made glad. It will be the greatest blessing this nation ever had. Many a man joined the club that never drank a dram. Those noble men were kind and brave. They cannot for the slang. The slang they meet on every side. Your reformed drunkard to two. You've joined the red ribbon brigade among the drunken crew. The Temperance Reform Club, forever may it stand, and everyone that loves strong drink, pray, join it, heart and hand. Then many a home will be bright, and many a heart made glad. It will be the greatest blessing this nation ever had. It shows their hearts were very kind. They wished to save poor souls that loved the
intoxication cup that signed the temperance wrong. Dear friends, ever keep rolling the work you have begun. Those noble men will not repent, I hope, throughout our land. The Temperance Reform Club, forever may it stand, and everyone that loves strong drink, pray, join it, heart and hand. Then many a home will be bright, and many a heart made glad. It will be the greatest blessing this nation ever had. Dr. Reynolds is a noble man. He has worked hard to save some people in our cities and towns from out at Drunkard's grave. There is other men to help him now. He lectures not alone. Many a heart that blesses them from out now happy homes. The Temperance Reform Club, forever may it stand, and everyone that loves strong drink, pray, join it, heart and hand. Then many a home will be bright, and many a heart made glad.
It will be the greatest blessing this nation ever had. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Few months later. boy that was patient kind and brave. He left them all for him to mourn. He is sleeping in his grave. He was a small boy of his age, when he was five years or so, was shocked by lightning while to play, and it caused him not to grow. He was called Little High, Hellsell, by all friends that knew him well. His life was said, as you shall hear, and
the truth to you, I'll tell. His parents parted when he was small, and both are married again. How sad it was for them to meet and view his last remains. He was living with his father then, as many a friend can tell, to shed his father's second wife, that she did not use him well. Just before Little Hiram died, his uncle and aunt were there. He kissed them both, bid them farewell. They left him with a prayer. Now he is gone, oh, let him rest. His soul has found a haven for grief and woe, near enters there in that place called heaven. This week at Vons and Albertsons, USDA Choice Tri-Tip Rose untrimmed are 599 per pound, limit for roasts with membership where applicable, and medium-ripe hassovacados are 99 cents each, with membership where applicable. Plus Kellogg's cereals 8.8 to 16.1 ounces, selected varieties,
or peppered farm goldfish 5.9 to 8 ounces are 199 each when you buy three. Limit three offers with membership where applicable. Visit vons or Albertsons.com for more deals and ways to save. It's fall in Jeep Country, and during the drive into fall sales event, get a great deal on 4x4s that refuse to be contained, like Jeep Wrangler. Confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever, Jeep Grand Cherokee, and freedom that can't be denied, with the open air freedom and Jeep Gladiator. After 85 years, it's no surprise that Jeep became America's SUV brand, get a great deal during the Jeep drive into fall sales event. Jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other SUV brand, Jeep and the Jeep Grill Registered Trademarks of FCAUS LLC. This week at Vons and Albertsons, USDA Choice Tri-Tip Rose untrimmed are 599 per pound, 544 roasts with membership where applicable, and medium-ripe Hassovikatos are 99 cents each, with membership where applicable. Plus Kellogg Serials 8.8 to 16.1 ounces, selected varieties,
or Pepperidge Farm Goldfish 5.9 to 8 ounces are 199 each when you buy three. Limit three offers with membership where applicable. Visit vons or Albertsons.com for more deals and ways to save. End of form. This recording is in the public domain. Beautiful 22nd by Julia A. Moore, read for LibriVox.org by Bruce Cachock. To original music. The people in this nation have kept for many years February 22nd that day we love it dear. It's our forefathers birthday. Brave noble Washington, and may we ever keep it through all the years to come. Beautiful 22nd. Beautiful 22nd. May the people ever keep it. Beautiful 22nd.
One of the Constitution builders was that brave noble man. He fought under that dear flag that's loved throughout our land. He went through many battles. He fought for liberty. That this glorious republic, a nation great may be. Beautiful 22nd. Beautiful 22nd. May the people ever keep it. Beautiful 22nd. Oh keep the 22nd in honor to his name. Who fought to gain our freedom from England's British chains. Now he is sweetly sleeping. Brave noble Washington. May the people not forget him. Columbia's noblest son. Beautiful 22nd. Beautiful 22nd. May the people ever
keep it. Beautiful 22nd. And a poem. This recording is in the public domain. William Upsen by Julia A. Moore. Red for librivox.org by Bruce Cachock. Here the major is only son. Come all good people far and near. Oh come and see what you can hear. It's of a young man true and brave who was now sleeping in his grave. Now William Upsen was his name. If it's not that it's all the same. He did enlist in the cruel strife and it caused him to lose his life. He was Jesse Upsen's eldest son. His father loved his noble son. This son was 19 years of age.
In the rebellion he engaged. His father said that he might go. But his dear mother, she said no. Stay at home dear Billy. She said, but oh she could not turn his head. For go he would. And go he did. He would not do as his mother bid. For he went away down south. There where he could not have his mother's care. He went to Nashville. Tennessee. There his kind friends. He could not see. He died among strangers far away. They knew not where his body lay. He was taken sick and lived four weeks. And oh how his parents weep. But now they must in sorrow mourn. Billy has gone to his heaven home. If his mother could have seen her son, for she loved him her darling one. If she could
hurt his dying prayer, it would ease her heart till she met him there. It would relieve his mother's heart to have seen her son from this world depart. And hear his noble words of love as he left this world for that above. It will relieve his mother's heart that her son is laid in our grave yard. Now she knows that his grave is near. She will not shed so many tears. She knows not that it was her son. His coffin could not be opened. It might be someone in his place for she could not see his noble face. He enrolled in 1863 the next day after Christmas Eve. He died in 1864, 23rd of March as I was told.
And oh poem. This recording is in the public domain. Dear love do you remember by Julia Amor, read for libravox.org by caveat. Dearest one do you remember as we set side by side? How you told me that you loved me, asked me to be your bride, and you told me we'd be happy for all the years to come. If we ever would prove faithful as in the days when we were young. Oh how well do I remember the kind of love words? And now as I sat dreaming the thoughts of memory stirs. But the days have passed before me and the scenes have long ago, but I can never forget the days that have passed or. Oh how well do I remember the kind of love words? And now as I sat dreaming the thoughts of my memory stirs. But in the days have passed before me and the scenes
have long ago, but I can never forget the days that have passed or. Oh how clearly I remember the days when we were young. How we would tell to each other of happy times to come. And as we would sit together that dear loved one and I, oh set dreaming of the future and childhood days gone by. Dearest love do you remember the first time that we met? I youthful days have gone rather. I hope you love me yet. Now we are growing old love our heads will soon be gray. May we ever love each other till from earth we pass away. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. I Hurrah for Cooper and Carrie by Julia A. Moore. Red for Libbervox.org by Aaron Grassley. Air rally round the flag boys.
We will rally in the city. We will gather from the farms shouting equalization greenbacks a legal tender. Then the poor will get along the poor that dwell throughout our nation. Three cheers for Cooper and Carrie. Hurrah boys. Hurrah. Three cheers for our nation in peace and in war. If it were not for our laboring men, what would our nation do? Take this in consideration. It is now one hundred years or just one century stood grand this good old nation and our forefathers fought that we may not be a slave, a slave to the monarchy of England. Three cheers for Cooper and Carrie. Hurrah boys. Hurrah. Three cheers for our nation in peace and in war.
If it were not for our laboring men, what would our nation do? Take this in consideration. Revolutionary war was fought with the British, this we hear. To make this an independent nation, we the independent men. We will not be a slave to bondholders in our nation. Three cheers for Cooper and Carrie. Hurrah boys. Hurrah. Three cheers for our nation in peace and in war. If it were not for our laboring men, what would our nation do? Take this in consideration. The Republicans are for gold and the nation as it is. Take this in consideration. In 1879, taxes must be paid in gold
if haze and wheeler gain election. Three cheers for Cooper and Carrie. Hurrah boys. Hurrah. Three cheers for our nation in peace and in war. If it were not for our laboring men, what would our nation do? Take this in consideration. The Democrats are for gold, reform and economy. What better off will be our nation if Tilden and Hendricks if they gain the day? Poor people will come to starvation. Three cheers for Cooper and Carrie. Hurrah boys. Hurrah. Three cheers for our nation in peace and in war. This week at Vonson, Albertsons, USDA Choice Tri-Tip Rost untrimmed are 599 per pound. Limit 4 Rosts with membership were applicable. And medium ripe hassovacados are 99 cents each with membership were applicable. Plus Kellogg
cereals 8.8 to 16.1 ounces, selected varieties or peppered farm goldfish 5.98 ounces are 1.99 each. Limit 3 offers with membership were applicable. Visit VonsorAlbertsons.com for more deals and ways to save. This week at Vonson, Albertsons, USDA Choice Tri-Tip Rosts untrimmed are 599 per pound. Limit 4 Rosts with membership were applicable. And medium ripe hassovacados are 99 cents each with membership were applicable. Plus Kellogg cereals 8.8 to 16.1 ounces, selected varieties or peppered farm goldfish
5.98 ounces are 1.99 each when you buy three. Limit 3 offers with membership were applicable. Visit VonsorAlbertsons.com for more deals and ways to save. If it were not for our laboring men, what would our nation do? Take this in consideration. Come Freeman, now arise, put your shoulder to the wheel of this presidential election, vote for an independent man, one in favor of Greenbex in this great financial question. Three cheers for Cooper and Kerry, Hurrah boys Hurrah, three cheers for our nation in peace and in war. If it were not for our laboring men, what would our nation do? Take this in consideration. Three cheers for Cooper and Kerry, may they keep marching on, marching with God upon the right
boys, may they conquer or their foes and the cursed money rings. Right will yet conquer might boys. Three cheers for Cooper and Kerry, Hurrah boys Hurrah, three cheers for our nation in peace and in war. If it were not for our laboring men, what would our nation do? Take this in consideration. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
Go to sleep, my little baby. Go to sleep, Mama would say. Oh, will not my little lady go to sleep for Ma today. Well, my parents loved me dearly, for I was their eldest born, and they always called me Julia in a mild and loving form. My parents will not forget me, though I married and left their home, for they can remember clearly how with them I once did roam. Oh, my mother, how I love her, though her head is growing gray, for in fancy I can see her been denormy night and day, as she did when I was little, watching me in sleep and play. Mother now is growing feeble, now I will her love repay. Oh, my father, how I love him, for he has worked hard for me, for to earn my food and clothing in my little infancy, and oh, I will not forget him while on earth I do remain. May the God of heaven bless him
in this world of grief and pain. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Roll on Time, Roll on by Julia Amor, read for Librevox.org by Aaron Grassi. Air, roll on Silver Moon. Roll on Time, Roll on, as it always has done since the time this world first begun. It can never change my love that I gave a dear man, faithful friend, I gave my heart and hand. Roll on Time, Roll on, it can never turn back to the time of my maiden days, to the time of my youth it can never turn back when I wandered with my love bright and gay. I was happy then as a girl could ever be and live on this earth here below. I was happy as a lark and as busy as a
bee, for in fashion or in style I did not go. Roll on Time, Roll on, it can never turn back to the time of my maiden days, to the time of my youth it can never turn back when I wandered with my love bright and gay. My parents were poor and they could not dress me so, where they had not got the money to spare. And it may be better so, for I do not think fine clothes make a person any better than they are. Roll on Time, Roll on, it can never turn back to the time of my maiden days, to the time of my youth it can never turn back when I wandered with my love bright and gay. Some people are getting so they think a poor girl, though she be bright and intelligent and gay. She must have
nice clothes, or she is nothing in this world, if she is not dressed in style every day. Roll on Time, Roll on, it can never turn back to the time of my maiden days, to the time of my youth it can never turn back when I wandered with my love bright and gay. Remember never to judge people by their clothes, for our brave noble Washington said honorable our regs if a true heart they enclose. And I found it was the truth when I married. Roll on Time, Roll on, it can never turn back to the time of my maiden days, to the time of my youth it can never turn back when I wandered with my love bright and gay. End of poem, this recording is in the public domain.
And this world of grief and woe, but his God that has bereft us, he called her little soul to go. minis, god, to dwell in heaven, where bright little angels reign. Her little soul has reached a haven, where there is no grief and pain. God will bless his little treasures, one by one that come to Him. Though she has left this world forever, we will put our trust in Him. Oh, we loved her little dear one, it's no human tongue can tell. God has called her to come to Him. Yet He doeth all things well. Oh, it was hard for us to leave her, in her little grave, so low. Leave that little silent sleeper, but it is there we all must go.
Oh, we miss our little treasure, and her loss we deeply feel. When we think she's gone forever, tears there from our eyes will steal. And opulm, this recording is in the public domain. Lois House by Julia A. Moore, read for LibriVox.org by Ouji Pug. Come, all ye young people of every degree. Come, give your attention one moment to me. It's of a young couple I now will relate, and of them is fortunes, and of their sad fate. One was young damsel, both blooming and fair. The other, a young man, his beauty was rare. He loved this lady as he loved his own life. If God had not called her, He would have made her his wife.
He courted her a long time in triumph and glee, but little did he think that she soon would leave. Leave him in sorrow, for saken alone, to mourn her departure, for she was going home. Going home to her father, that had dwelleth on high, who gave her her life, and who caused her to die, and leave her true lover, one whom she could trust to mold her her fair form a while in the dust. Lois House at a joy-morris were their names, I believe. They loved each other dearly, and never deceived. But God, he did part them, one which he laid low, the other he left with his heart full of woe. Joy laid her dying head on his bosom once more, pressed her to his heart as he had often done before, saying, Dear Lois, are you going to leave me? Yes, Joy, I can no longer stay here with thee.
Oh, Joy, can't you give me up, dearest, said she. If you will say yes, love, I can leave in peace. In heaven, love, I will be waiting for thee. Retro to our Savior, you'll soon follow me. This week at Vons and Albertansons, USDA Choice Tri-Tip Rose untrimmed are 599 per pound, Limit 4 Rosed with Membership Wear applicable, and Medium Ripe Hasse Avocados are 99 cents each, with Membership Wear applicable, Plus Kellogg Cerels 8.8 to 16.1 ounces, selected varieties, or Pepperidge Farm Goldfish 5.9 to 8 ounces are 1.99 each when you buy 3, Limit 3 offers with Membership Wear applicable, visit Vons or Albertansons.com for more deals and ways to save. It's fall in Jeep Country, and during the drive-in-to-fall sales event, get a great deal on 4x4s that refuse to be contained, like Jeep Wrangler, Confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever, Jeep Grand Cherokee, and Freedom that can't be denied, with the open air freedom and Jeep Gladiator.
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Pay partnership with Lily. Respect your time. Ask your doctor about Eppglis and visit Eppglis.com or call 1-800-LilyRX or 1-800-545-5979. If I must say yes, love, for you to leave me, God will do better by you, lowest than me. Oh, it's hard for me, dearest, hard to say yes. It leaves me alone, love, in sad waffulness. I want your picture, Joy, placed in my cold hand, and let it be buried with me in the ground. It's all I can carry with me to the grave. Granted to me, love, it's all that I crave. They called for her, Father, and Mother must adhere. She kissed them and bad them farewell will through their tears. They called for her, brother, and sisters again, to kiss their sister while life still remain. One gets from you, Joy. She whispered so low that no one in the room heard her, you know.
She gasped for her breath once or twice more, when low her spirit left her, and lowest is no more. They placed her fear form in the coffin so cold, and placed their Joyce picture as they had been told. They bore her to her grave, all were in sad gloom, and gently laid her down to rest in her tomb. End of poem, this recording is in the public domain. The Brave Volunteer by Julia A. Moore, read for librivox.org by Alan Mappstone. At the time of the rebellion between the north and south, many a noble volunteer, Kent County did send out. Among them was Chyler Davis, he hailed from Oakfield Town. He enlisted in the service, his native land to shield.
This brave and noble volunteer, he left his home and friends, or he dearly loved his country, he went from Michigan. Not thinking when he went down south, the federal ranks to fill, that he would lay in prisons, bell-ile to Andersonville. In prison cells lamenting for 70 months he lay, thinking of the dear ones at home so far away. He lay in prison suffering, no friend to hear him moan, a living walking skeleton, he was when he came home. He was discharged in Kansas, the place called Fort Levin Worth, and he did return to Oakfield, the place he first came forth. How joyful were his parents when they saw their then lost one, the god of heaven was merciful to let return their son.
End of poem, this recording is in the public domain. Little Andrew, by Julia A. Moore, read for librivox.org by Bruce Cachock. Air, gypsy's warning. Andrew was a little infant, and his life was two years old. He was his parents' eldest boy, and he was drowned, I was told. His parents never more can see him, in this world of grief and pain, and oh, they will not forget him, while on earth they do remain. On one bright and pleasant morning, his uncle thought it would be nice to take his dear little nephew, down to play upon a raft, where he was to work upon it, and this little child would company be.
The raft, the water rushed around it, yet he the danger did not see. This little child knew no danger, its little soul was free from sin. He was looking in the water, when a last this child fell in. Beneath the raft, the water took him, for the current was so strong, and before they could rescue him, he was drowned, and was gone. Oh, how sad were his kind parents, when they saw their drowned child, as they brought him from the water, it almost made their hearts grow wild. Oh, how mournful was the parting, from that little infant son. Friends, I pray you, all take warning, be careful of your little ones.
It's fall in Jeep country, and during the drive into fall sales event, get a great deal on four by fours that refuse to be contained, like Jeep Wrangler, confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever, Jeep Grand Cherokee, and freedom that can't be denied, with the open air freedom in Jeep Gladiator. After 85 years, it's no surprise that Jeep became America's SUV brand, get a great deal during the Jeep drive into fall sales event. Jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other SUV brand, Jeep and the Jeep Grilla registered trademarts of FCA US LLC. Hey, it's Kelly Rowland, you may not know this, but I have Exama, so I get how it can steal your time. But why let Exama take over, when you can talk to your doctor about Eppglus? Eppglus, lubricism app LBKZ, a 250mg per 2mL injection, is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older, who weigh at least 88 lbs or 40kg with moderate to severe Exama. Also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin, or topicals, or who cannot use topical therapies, Eppglus can be used with or without topical corticosteroids.
Don't use if you are allergic to Eppglus, allergic reactions can occur that can be severe, eye problems can occur. Tell your doctor if you have newer worst-ing eye problems, you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with Eppglus. Before starting Eppglus, tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection, paid partnership with Lili. Respect your time, ask your doctor about Eppglus and visit Eppglus.com or call 1-800-LiliRX or 1-800-545-5979. It's fall in Jeep country, and during the drive-in-to-fall sales event, get a great deal on 4x4s that refuse to be contained, like Jeep Wrangler. Confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever, Jeep Grand Cherokee, and freedom that can't be denied, with the open-air freedom in Jeep Gladiator. After 85 years, it's no surprise that Jeep became America's SUV brand, get a great deal during the Jeep Drive-in-to-fall sales event. Jeep is one more awards-awards lifetime than any other SUV brand, Jeep and the Jeep Grill Registered trademarts of FCA-US LLC. And a poem, this recording is in the public domain.
William House and Family, by Julia A. Moore, RedForLibbyVox.org, by LGPug. Come all kind friends, both far and near. Come listen to me and you shall hear. It's of a family and their fate. All about them I will relate. They once delivered Edgerton. They once delivered Muscagon. From there they went to Chicago, which proved their fatal overthrow. It was William House's family, as fine a family as you see. His family was 11 in all. I do not think it was very small. Two children died some years ago before they went to Chicago. For our children there he had with him, when death is home there enters in. The smallpox then was raging there, and oh, it would not their house spare, for all but one was sick of them, and dreadful house it must have been.
The eldest girl was married then, the eldest boy was in Michigan, the second boy he was at home, and took care of them all alone. His father and his mother dear, and dear sister too, are here, were very sick and in his care, and no kind friends to help him there. Two little brothers and a baby too, made six in all. What could he do? He had to take care of them all, the baby too was very small. As he would go to his father's bed and try to soothe his aching head, my son, I pray you leave me do, go take care of poor mother too. Your mother and sister need your care, and your little infant brother there, oh Charlie, Charlie take care of them, my son, to offer them you can. It seemed as though he did not know that his poor soul so soon must go, and leave his little ones he loved to go to that bright world above.
But God, he called his soul away, it had to leave, it could not stay. He never more on earth will be, his soul is from sin and sorrow free. Charles helped the sexton I am told, to lay his form in the coffin cold. House sad, house sad poor soul was he, when last his father's form did see. Mini may house she had to go and leave her friends that loved her so, she was a girl just in her teens, a lovely flower as air was seen. Mini and her mother lay on one bed, and when Charles said, our mini is dead, his mother then she did grow wild and early after knew her child. They buried Mini by her father's side and left them there where they had to died. Charles took his mother and brothers then and brought them back to Michigan.
For the mother and the baby too, kind friends did all that they could do, but those poor souls they could not save for now they're sleeping in their grave. Oh, what a noble son was he, his age was then only sixteen, Charles house's name I have told before, God bless his soul forevermore. End of poem, this recording is in the public domain. The Orphans Friend by Julia A. Moore read for libravox.org by Bruce Cachock. Come all kind good people with sympathizing hearts, come listen to a few kind words a friend to you in parts, be kind to an orphan child and always be its friend.
You will be happy in this world and will be to the end, be kind to the motherless, little motherless ones, for God will forever bless you in this world to come. No kind and loving mother to soothe their little brow, be kind to them always friends they have no mother now, be kind to the fatherless, wherever you may find. One little one that is friendless, I pray you all be kind for it has no loving father to speak with mild reproof or guide its youthful footsteps in honesty and truth. Be kind to the little orphans they have no parents dear, be kind to the little orphans speak to them words of cheer, then they will always love you for kind and gentle words.
Then God will ever bless you for he says so in his word. End of poem this recording is in the public domain. The Two Brave Soldiers by Julia A. Moore, read for Librivox.org by Alan Mappstone, air the Texas Rangers. My friends I pray you listen a story I will tell is of two noble soldiers and they were known for well. They were killed in the rebellion as you shall plainly hear those brave and noble soldiers no danger did they fear. They enlisted in Grand Rapids in 1862, was in the month of August about the middle two.
These two brave noble soldiers they joined the cavalry they fought to save their country united it yet may be. One of them a single man his name was Martin House the other one was married his name I'll tell you now. A Brambyshop was his name he was a Christian man two soldiers they were brave and they hailed from Michigan. When they left their native place their friends to them did say oh do not go to war boys you'd better with us stay. For if you join the army you never will return to all your friends that love you you never will return. Young House spoke unto his friends I'd rather go said he I have no wife and children to weep and mourn for me I hear my country calling for her sons of liberty and I for one must go friends a coward I cannot be.
We are not afraid of fighting the rebels no not we they're bound to make our country a place for slaves to be our fathers fought before us to gain our liberty and we the sons of free men must fight to keep it free. Farewell farewell to all our friends that we may leave behind if we do never return we'll pray you bear in mind if God sees fit to call us we are not afraid to die our country she is calling we must bid you all goodbye. It was in old Virginia those noble soldiers fell in the battle of Hanover town as many a man can tell they fought through many battles obeyed their captains call alas the missiles struck them and caused them both to fall. End of poem this recording is in the public domain.
Early days of rockford by Julia A. Moore read for lebervox.org by the story girl air Lucy long my friends I pray you listen I'll sing a little song about the village of rockford it will not take me long and how it was first settled by enterprising men and all the news about it I'll tell you if I can. Situated in a wilderness with forests all around 13 miles from Grand Rapids is this flourishing town on the banks of row griver where runs the water still and in the early settled days was called lapimville first settled by Smith lapim in 1843 then came the hunter brothers to keep him company.
lapim and hunter brothers built each a shingle mill on the banks of row griver are the same old building still in the early days of rockford they had to run a stage they had no other conveyance to get from place to place now they go by railway the cars run night and day the early days of rockford have nearly passed away. It's fall in jeep country and during the drive into fall sales event get a great deal on four by fours that refuse to be contained like jeep rankler confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever Jeep grand Cherokee and freedom that can't be denied with the open air freedom and jeep gladiator after 85 years it's no surprise that Jeep became America's SUV brand get a great deal during the jeep drive into fall sales event jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other SUV brand jeep and the Jeep grill register trademarts of FCA US LLC.
Hey, it's Kelly Rowland you may not know this but I have eczema so I get how it can steal your time but why let eczema take over when you can talk to your doctor about epglyce. Epglyce lubricism ab lbkz a 250 milligram per two milliliter injection is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kilograms with moderate to severe eczema also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin or topicals or who cannot use topical therapies ebglyce can be used with or without topical corticosteroids. Don't use if you are allergic to ebglyce allergic reactions can occur that can be severe eye problems can occur tell your doctor if you have newer worsening eye problems you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with ebglyce. Before starting ebglyce tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection paid partnership with lily. Expect your time ask your doctor about ebglyce and visit ebglyce.com or call 1-800-LilyRX or 1-800-545-5979. It's fall in jeep country and during the drive into fall sales event get a great deal on four by fours that refuse to be contained like jeep rankler.
Confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever jeep grand Cherokee and freedom that can't be denied with the open air freedom and jeep gladiator. After 85 years it's no surprise that jeep became America's SUV brand get a great deal during the jeep drive into fall sales event jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other SUV brand jeep in the jeep grill or register trademarts of FCA US LLC. End of poem this recording is in the public domain. Grand Rapids Cricket Club by Julia A. Moore read for liverywokks.org by Alan Napstone. In Grand Rapids is a handsome club of men that cricket play as find a set of skillful men that can their skill display. They are the champions of the west they think they are quite fine they won a hundred are as well it's their most cunning design.
Brave Kelso he's considered great chief of the club he's found great crowds he draws to see him bowl the ball up on the ground and Mr. Follett is very brave a lighter player than the rest. He got struck severe at the fairground for which he took a rest. When Mr. Dennis does play well his courage is full great and accidents to him occur but not much though oblate. This ball play is a dangerous game brave knights to play it though those boys would be the nation's pride if they to war would go. While Millwall he there club did come with thoughts of skill at play but beat they was and then went home had nothing more to say. Grand Rapids Club that cricket play will soon be known afar much prouder do the members stand like many a noble star.
End of poem this recording is in the public domain. Little Henry by Julia a more read for libravox.org by Aaron grassy air mini Lee oh come listen to my story of a little infant child his spirit is in glory it has left us for a while. Death has robbed us of our Henry he is with our savior now where there is no pain or sorrow comes to cloud his little brow. God has took their little treasure and his name I'll tell you now he has gone from earth forever their little Charles Henry house. His cheeks were red as roses and his eyes were black as coal his little lips were red as rubies and his little hair it curled oh they called him little Charlie he was full of joyful mirth now his little form is lying beneath the coal and silent earth.
God has took their little treasure and his name I'll tell you now he has gone from earth forever their little Charles Henry house. It was the 11th of December on a cold and windy day just at the close of evening when the sunlight fades away little Henry he was dying in his little crib he lay with soft winds round him side. He was in the cold and the wind was blowing round him side from the mourn till close of day. God has took their little treasure and his name I'll tell you now he has gone from earth forever their little Charles Henry house. So many parents brothers sisters weeping for their cup of sorrows full and his little play things keeping that he thought so beautiful tears from parents eyes were starting for their little loving one oh how painful was the parting from their little infant son.
God took their little treasure and his name I'll tell you now he has gone from earth forever their little Charles Henry house. Oh how often they have kissed him and caressed his little brow to his little voice have listened but his place is vacant now they called him little Charlie and his loving name they called but they could not keep their darling from the loving saviors call God has took their little treasure and his name I'll tell you now he has gone from earth forever their little Charles Henry house but they must now cease their morning his little soul is at rest where there can no storms of trouble roll across his peace peaceful breast now his little form is sleeping in the cold and silent tomb and his friends are left a weeping in his dear and loving home.
God has took their little treasure and his name I'll tell you now he has gone from earth forever their little Charles Henry house. It was the 11th of December 1870 was the year kind friends will all remember silently let fall a tear but we must not trouble borrow for the God of heaven is just no one knows appearance sorrow till a child some friend have lost. God has took their little treasure and his name I'll tell you now he has gone from earth forever their little Charles Henry house. End of poem this recording is in the public domain.
Be kind to the little ones by Julia a more read for leaborbox dot org by Seagal Gracie. Be kind to the little ones air he folds them on his bosom be kind to all little ones all fathers mothers dear be kind to your little ones their little hearts to cheer for oh you know not how soon their place will vacant be. If God should call one to his home your conscience would be free their little forms or tender their at your mercy now they need your kind attention to watch them every hour. While they are little infants my friends take time to spare do not forget an instant to give them tender care God he never did intend you to miss use your child their little souls to you he sends to bless you for a while. And if you always will be kind to them sweet little ones oh what a blessing you will find in after years to come you never never will repent dear friend for being kind those little ones to you were sent and always bear in mind that God may call your little ones and leave you here behind oh what a happy thought will come I always have been kind.
And if poem this recording is in the public domain. Red Ribbon by Julia Hey Moore read for librivox.org by Bruce Cachock. The red ribbon is all the go it's the temperance sign you know it is seen wherever you go on man who dare do right dare to do right dare to do right let your motto ever be dare to do right it's no disgrace to wear that badge of red ribbon dear youthful lad your mother's heart it will be. Heart it will make glad to see you dare do right dare to do right dare to do right let your motto ever be dare to do right young friend don't fail to sign the pledge and don the badge of ribbon red and leave some ways you have led always dare do right dare to do right.
Dare to do right let your motto ever be dare to do right friends that love you is glad to see that you can let while strong drink be their hearts rejoice in highest glee to see you dare do right dare to do right dare to do right let your motto ever be dare to do right. Let your motto ever be dare to do right three cheers for all red ribbon men and also those that is their friend God will be with you to the end he's ever on the right dare to do right dare to do right let your motto ever be dare to do right. And a poem this recording is in the public domain.
Gary Monroe by Julia A. Moore read for Libra box dot org by Janey green. Gary Monroe air bell my home once there was a lady pair with black eyes and curly hair she has left this world of care sweet carry Monroe sweet carry Monroe dear carry Monroe and her friends will not forget sweet carry Monroe. Now those friends miss carry here for she was love both far and near she has left them all in tears sweet carry Monroe sweet carry Monroe dear carry Monroe and her friends will not forget sweet carry Monroe carries age was twenty three a married lady to wish you a mournful parting had to be from carry Monroe sweet carry Monroe dear carry Monroe. Here carry Monroe and her friends will not forget sweet carry Monroe it's just before her spirit fled her husband stood by her bed through faithful birdie to me said sweet carry Monroe sweet carry Monroe dear carry Monroe and her friends will not forget sweet carry Monroe.
Sad will memory pass over that love form that is no more she's waiting on the other shore love carry Monroe sweet carry Monroe dear carry Monroe and her friends will not forget sweet carry Monroe end of poem this recording is in the public domain. Little mini by Julia A. Moore read for Lieberbox dot org by Janey green. Little mini air in the cottage by the sea come listen to a painful story a mother is going to tell for her heart is overflowing for that one she loves so well it's of a little infant daughter mild and lovely bright and fair she has left this world forever. Left this world of grief and care alone all alone in the graveyard she is sleeping that little one we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well all how sadly will remember on a bright and pleasant day it was the very last of summer that her spirit let away
the earth forever gone to dwell with him above were little angels well together in his everlasting love alone all alone in the graveyard she is sleeping that little one we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well all we miss our little mini with blue eyes and black and hair all we loved our little mini and we miss her everywhere yes we miss her at the table every morning noon and night where she sat with us together for she was our hearts delight alone all alone in the graveyard she is sleeping that little one we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well on the 25th of August 18th of August August 1873 God he called her then to leave us and a parting had to be the day it was declining the sun was down behind the trees little mini was dying her little soul it had to leave alone all alone in the graveyard she is sleeping that little one we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well
love this world of earthly trouble and her friends that loved her dear father mother sister brother her place with them is vacant here her little soul is at rest forever in our fathers heavenly home her little form is sweetly sleeping in the cold and silent tomb alone all alone in the graveyard she is sleeping that little one we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well and the little soul is keeping
5.9.7.9 and the little one we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well on the earth we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well and the little one we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well on the earth we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well
and the little one we love so well got her little soul is keeping or you do with all things well on the earth we love so much do with all things well. Oh, she was our eldest daughter. She was handsome to behold. Everyone that knew her loved her and her age was four years old, and we miss her merry laughter through the house she used to roam. That little one will not forget her in our dear and loving home. Alone, all alone, in the graveyard she is sleeping. That little one we love so well, got her little soul is keeping, for we do with all things
well. Oh, how often we have kissed her and caressed her little form, thought of heaven knows we loved her from the day that she was born on a day of independence, 1869, but he gave to a suppressant of that little girl so fine. Alone, all alone, in the graveyard she is sleeping. That little one we love so well, got her little soul is keeping, for we do with all things well. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Centennial Celebration by Julia A. Moore. Red for liverybox.org by Alan Mappstone. In the year 1876, a fourth of July's celebration was held in Grand Rapids City in honor of our
nation. The largest city in the county of Kent, in this city and it is respected for thousands of people who are here to see the beautiful arch erected. The Centennial Arch on Campo Place was the most principal feature. It was a grand, beautiful site to all human-sensitive creatures. To all the people that loved to read the motto on it painted, the engravings too and tell what each one represented. The paintings and the motos on the arch was viewed by many people. It was Colonel Joseph Penny's design and his work could not be equaled. Mr. CH Gifford was architect. He formed the noble structure. I'm a men's hoe to the Centennial year, a pride of our nation's culture.
A cabin was built too, I believe, that nicely represented one that the traders built years ago. This was the only one invented. Ten thousand people respected it, this token of early years with pay, the honour of this little hut was due to Mr. Godfrey. The stars and stripes was honoured too, for from a thousand windows waving that dear old flag red, white and blue that's loved throughout our nation. That same flag for one hundred years as waved over our nation may God the hit forever wave over our union celebration. The people in the city, friends, was an honour to our nation for they all joined heart and hand in our union celebration. Some gave money others labour to maintain what was intended.
It was a success some people said, who hear that day attended. That day will never be forgotten by the people of Kent County. God bless the people who joined that day in the honour of our country. The people in the city, friends, dearly loved this nation for they saved no time or expense in our ascentennial celebration. And if poem this recording is in the public domain. Mariet Meyers by Julia A. Moore read for Librevox.org by Anita Hibbert. Mariet Meyers air lily of the west. From all you sympathizing friends, wherever you may be, I pray you pay attention and listen on to me.
For it's of a fair young lady, she died, she went to rest. She was called handsome Mariet, the lily of the west. Her name was Mariet Meyers and her age I do not know. Her cheeks were red as roses, her eyes were black as slows. She was loved by all surrounding friends and some that loved her best, they called her handsome Mariet, the lily of the west. She was a fair young damsel as ever you wish to see. And in the circle of her friends they miss her company. They missed the merry laughter of that loved one gone to rest. They called her handsome Mariet, the lily of the west. She was before the looking glass poor girl, her hair to comb. She was taken blind, she nearly fell, she only gave a moan. Her friends they caught her in their arms and laid her down to rest.
She was the handsome Mariet, the lily of the west. She was away from home and her mother dear had come to see her darling daughter, her dear loving one. She left true lover, a lover with the rest that loved this handsome Mariet, the lily of the west. She was buried on her wedding day, these words a friend gave. Her lover went as a mourner, a mourner to her grave. His name was Forest Dilly, a young man over west. He loved this handsome Mariet, the lily of the west. The dear old flag by Julia A. Moore, read for librivox.org by Bruce Cacock. Oh we love that dear old flag that her forefathers gave, over 100 years ago boys, they once
stood under that dear flag, but now they are in their graves, sleeping their everlasting sleep boys, the union forever, who raw boys, who raw. Down with the triters, up with the stars, for we love that dear old flag that her fathers fought to save when they were fighting for our freedom. We will rally around its standard every fourth day of July, for we dearly love our nation. We love to see the stars and stripes, a waving up on high, over our union celebration, the union forever, who raw boys, who raw. Down with the triters, up with the stars, for we love that dear old flag that her fathers
fought to save when they were fighting for our freedom. Three cheers for the union and the red, white and blue, and our forefathers that formed the Constitution. May the flag forever wave, over our native land so true, may God protect our flag and nation. The union forever, who raw boys, who raw. Down with the triters, up with the stars, for we love that dear old flag that her fathers fought to save when they were fighting for our freedom. And a poem, this recording is in the public domain. Libby Prison by Julia A. Moore, read for Librevox.org by Jim Hedrick.
Air, the soldiers orphan boy. Down south the Libby Prison stood, the rebels filthy den. Rebs in battle prisoners took, of course, our union men, and our brave boys, Hardy and Hale, to prison had to go, and few have lived to tell the tale of misery and woe. This prison was a horrid place. Many brave boys died there, in rags and filth and wretchedness they died for want of care. Many a brave and noble man, as he lay sick and sore, was thinking of his friends and home, he never would see more. Fathers, brothers, young husbands dear, went through that prison door, some lived to return home we hear, and others are no more. Many a noble soldier died in Libby Prison's cell, and comrades perished side by side, as
many a man can tell. Hey, it's Kelly Rowland. You may not know this, but I have Exama, so I get how it can steal your time. But why let Exama take over when you can talk to your doctor about Epglyss? Epglyss, lubricism ab LBKZ, a 250mg per 2ml injection, is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older, who weigh at least 88 lbs or 40kg with moderate to severe Exama. Also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin, or topicals, or who cannot use topical therapies, Epglyss can be used with or without topical corticosteroids. Don't use if you are allergic to Epglyss, allergic reactions can occur that can be severe, eye problems can occur. Tell your doctor if you have newer, worsening eye problems, you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with Epglyss. Before starting Epglyss, tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection. Paid partnership with Lili. Respect your time. Ask your doctor about Epglyss and visit Epglyss.com, or call 1-800-LiliRX, or 1-800-545-5979.
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Epglyss can be used with or without topical corticosteroids. Don't use if you are allergic to epglyss. A allergic reaction can occur that can be severe. I-problems can occur. Tell your doctor if you have newer, worsening eye problems. You should not receive a live vaccine when treated with epglyss. Before starting epglyss, tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection. Paid partnership with Lili. Respect your time. Ask your doctor about epglyss and visit epglyss.com or call 1-800-LiliRX or 1-800-545-5979. No loving hand was near a couch to bathe and aching head. No loving friend to watch the hours or soothe their dying bed. No friend to wipe the volunteers from off the dewy face. No loving kindred was there near to mark their resting place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Hattie House by Julia A. Moore.
Read for Librovox.org by Jim Hedrick. Air. Lili Dale. Come all kind friends wherever you may be. Come listen to what I say. It's of a little girl that was pleasant to see and she died while outdoors at play. Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House. She had blue eyes and light flaxen hair. Her little heart was light and gay. She said to her mother that morning fare, mother can I go out and play? Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House. Her mother tied her bonnet on, not thinking it would be the last, she would ever see her
dear little one in this world, little Hattie House. Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House. She left the house this dear little girl on that bright and pleasant day. She went to play with two little girls that were near about her age. Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House. She was not gone but a little while when they heard her playmates call. The friends hastened there to save the child alas, she was dead and gone. Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House.
Those little girls will not forget the day little Hattie died, for she was with them when she fell in a fit while playing by their side. Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House. She was her parents only child and her age was near six years and now she has left them for a while left all her friends in tears. Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House. She has left this world of grief and woe dear friends she has left behind. She is waiting on the other shore to meet them by and by. Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House.
And of poem, this recording is in the public domain. Oh, Hattie dear Hattie, sweet little Hattie house. May the flowers ever bloom or the little tomb of our loved one Hattie House. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Little Susan by Julia A. Moore, read for Liebervox.org by Jim Hedrick. Air, the pride of Calder. Once there was a little girl and her friends loved her dear, her parents loved their little one. She did their hearts cheer. They loved their little darling and with them she did Rome. They called her little Susan the pride of their home.
Blue eyes had little Susan and light, flaxen hair. And she was a pleasant child to see so beautiful and fair. With her parents she will never more on earth with them Rome. They loved their little Susan the pride of their home. Her parents had more children. There were nine of them all. There are eight of them living for God but one called the flower of their family. God called to his home. It was their little Susan the pride of their home. Her friends will not forget her though she died years ago. It was John H. Moore's daughter. Her age was four years old. She is waiting in heaven waiting for her friends to come and be with their little Susan the pride of their home. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
Young Henry by Julia A. Moore read for Librevox.org by Jim Hedrick. Drummer boy of Waterloo. Young Henry was as faithful boy as ever stood on American soil and he didn't list without a doubt when the rebellion was broke out. He was his parents only son and only child he was but one that was a girl aged seventeen. Henry called her his may queen. Young Henry said, Dear Sister May, what do you think my friends will say for now my name is on the roll and I down south will have to go. I hear my country's call said he for all her sons of liberty and I forever will prove true to that dear old flag red white and blue. I love my father and mother dear. I leave you may to their heart's cheer when I am gone pray do not mourn if I should never
return home. His sister then to him did say, My only brother Blife and Gay, our country calls calls from afar may God protect you through the war. Their father hearing all was said it made his noble heart grow sad. My children I love both of you and yet I love my country too. My son if I was young again I never could at home remain and see my native land now free dissolved and made in slavery. Young Henry left his father's home and left his friends for him to mourn a captain of a little band he marched away from Michigan. In the battle of Fredericksburg above the battle roar was heard fight on fight on brave boys he cried I am shot and wounded and must die. They placed his head upon the grass so he could see his brave boys pass go tell my father
Henry's slain to keep him from the rebels chain. They dug his grave beneath that spot they wrapped him in his soldiers coat and while the battle drums they heard they laid him low at Fredericksburg end of poem this recording is in the public domain. Ash Tabula Disaster by Julia A. Moore read for Liebervox.org by Jim Hendrick Air gently down the stream of time. Have you heard of the dreadful fate of Mr. P. P. Bliss and wife of their death I will relate and also others lost their life. Ash Tabula Bridge Disaster where so many people died without a thought that destruction would
plunge them beneath the wheel of tide. Swiftly past the engines call hastening souls on to death warning not one of them all it brought despair right and left. Among the ruins are many friends crushed to death amidst the roar on one thread all may depend and hope they've reached the other shore. P. P. Bliss showed great devotion to his faithful wife his pride when he saw that she must perish he died a martyr by her side. Swiftly past the engines call hastening souls on to death warning not one of them all it brought despair right and left. P. P. Bliss went home above left all friends earth and fame to rest in God's holy love left on earth his work and name. The people love his work by numbers it is read by great and small he by it will be remembered
he has left it for us all. Swiftly past the engines call hastening souls on to death warning not one of them all it brought despair right and left. His good name from time to time will rise on land and sea it is known in distant climes let it echo wide and free one good man among the number found sweet rest in a short time his weary soul may sweetly slumber within the veil heaven sublime. Swiftly past the engines call hastening souls on to death warning not one of them all it brought despair right and left. Can lay on every side confusion fire and despair no help no hope so they died 200 people over there.
Many ties was there broken many a heart was filled with pain each one left a little token for above they live again. Swiftly past the engines call hastening souls on to death warning not one of them all it brought despair right and left end of poem this recording is in the public domain end of the sentimental songbook by Julia A. Moore. This episode is sponsored by Air Med Care Network in an emergency seconds matter and when you're far from help a medical crisis can become life changing that's why air med care network exists for just ninety nine dollars a year your membership protects you from the monumental cost of emergency air transport when flown by one of their providers and right
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