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TWO PRODIGALS

They speak of Her as one who died in youth; Her name is mentioned seldom in the „ borne; She.finned against, the honor of their house, And so they turned Her forth, and bade Her roam Where’er the willed, but never more return. Their doors arc closed, and none may know or tell What fato was Hers, or where she is today— Her only crime that she had loved too wall! And He—her kinsman-sits beside their hearth, Who sowed wild oats in youth, and now is classed ' To-day among revered and honored folks; The reckless folly he lids known it passed. Perchance just one or who victims fell To His desires live yet to curse the day. They heard His name—but He is nobly wed, And every Sunday goes to churdb t> pray! —Marguerite Sanders,,

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TWO PRODIGALS, Evening Star, Issue 15644, 7 November 1914

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TWO PRODIGALS Evening Star, Issue 15644, 7 November 1914

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