BEACH COTTAGE
The little house has wakened ono« again, Wakened from i\s long, still illeep , ; By summer* burning touch, the sta-wlnd's call, \ .-■''■■! 'By wavos that chuckle as they race and leap, All through the months of storm and angry tide '.■:.■■)■ The house has erouohed—oblivious withheld What matter If the paint strips from the walls. If driftwood dries on paths once whltely shelled.
The little house has wakened once again. Footsteps /ouso it ... pattering ... and c Slow • Against Us sand-grey ' walls tha hollyhocks Sway trilled rosette* of crimson, to and fro. Gay. flowered curtains flutter from Its panes. And from "its kitchen door warm odours steal. Sun-browned children romp within Its walls, Its liitpny memories ones tnoro 9T6 rcsl. FAIRIEL. i * * • CUTE." .. , 'Old Oili'S would not trust his money to the safe keeping of a bank, but kept It hidden in odd corners of the house. "You should not do that," said his brother from London, "you lose the Interest, you know." "Oh, no, I don't," said Old Giles with a knowing smile. "I puts away a llttU extra for IthaW
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Evening Post, Volume CXXV, Issue 60, 12 March 1938, Page 20
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180BEACH COTTAGE Evening Post, Volume CXXV, Issue 60, 12 March 1938, Page 20
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