A TALE FROM A MOUNTAIN GRANGE
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Ere the last faint notes were wafted
To "Old Shack's" most distant peak—
There a brave, and loyal patron
Thus to himself did speak:—
"I, Lucius Record, patron, member
Of this Grange, a vow do make
That I the very first will be
The foundation ground to break.
To "Old Shack's" most distant peak—
There a brave, and loyal patron
Thus to himself did speak:—
"I, Lucius Record, patron, member
Of this Grange, a vow do make
That I the very first will be
The foundation ground to break.
For I have read of honors great
To "lay the corner stone,"
I'll be the first to break the ground
And do it all alone!
And so, for months, this patron brave
Did cherish in his breast
A longing for the time to come
Which gave him much unrest.
To "lay the corner stone,"
I'll be the first to break the ground
And do it all alone!
And so, for months, this patron brave
Did cherish in his breast
A longing for the time to come
Which gave him much unrest.
"Old Father Time" moved slowly on—
The snow began to melt—
The bleak earth showed in tiny spots
Where Lucius Record dwelt.
For aught else in the world, just then
He neither cared nor feared;
But watched those patches grow, until
The snow had disappeared.
The snow began to melt—
The bleak earth showed in tiny spots
Where Lucius Record dwelt.
For aught else in the world, just then
He neither cared nor feared;
But watched those patches grow, until
The snow had disappeared.
