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The Home Circle.

A MORNING GREETING.

My neighbour met me on the street She dropped a word of greeting gay, Her look so bright, her tone so sweet, I stepped to music all that day.

Ihe cares that tugged a l ' heart and brain, The work 100 heavy for my hand, The ceaseless underbeat oi pain, The task I could tot understand,

drew lighter as I walked along, With air and step of liberty, Freed by the sudden lilt of song That filled the world with cheer for me

Tet, was this all ? A woman wise, Her life enriched by many a year, Had faced me with her brave, true eyes, Passed on and said “ Good morning dear!” — Margaret E. Sangsteb.

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Bibliographic details

Southern Cross, Volume 8, Issue 31, 17 November 1900, Page 11

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The Home Circle. Southern Cross, Volume 8, Issue 31, 17 November 1900, Page 11

The Home Circle. Southern Cross, Volume 8, Issue 31, 17 November 1900, Page 11