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FADED DREAMS.

I w;ant to be a gipsy, in the Springtime ; . I want to be a rover in July, [But November's winds have racked i>me, and those things don't at- ; tract me — I"just want to be a quiet little guy, In -a nice, 'steam-heated dwelling in the city, With a carriage to conduct me to my toil, .Which should Ust from 12 to 2 and corral the revenue; Yea, in winter, I'm an alien from the soil.

I want to be a farmer in the Maytime ; I want to be a vinter in the fall. OBut I wake from such ecstatic dreams for reasons quite climatic— My ears no longer hear the. windwood's "call. For me the simple joys of town exist-

ence, Some twenty minutes from the Pub-

lie Square; Lost ideals! I wished, in June, I

were a tramp or picaroon. Now, I only want to be a millionaire.

—Cleveland Leader

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Marlborough Express, Volume XLIV, Issue 57, 12 March 1910, Page 6

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FADED DREAMS. Marlborough Express, Volume XLIV, Issue 57, 12 March 1910, Page 6

FADED DREAMS. Marlborough Express, Volume XLIV, Issue 57, 12 March 1910, Page 6