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OUT OF THE WAY.

Jamies feet are restless and rough, Jamie's fingers cause disarray, Jamie c«n never make noise enough, Jamie is told to get out of the way. Out of the way of beautiful things, Out of the way with his games and toys, Out of the way with his sticks and strings, Out on the street, with the other boys ! Easy to slip from home restraint, Out of the mother-care, into the throng. Out of the way of fret and complaint, Out in the fun—borne swiftly along ! Out of the way of truth ami right, Out with the bold, the reckless, the gay, Out. of purity into the night,— Mothe-, your boy is out of the way ! < hit into darkness, crime and woe 1 — Mother, why do you weep to day ? Weep that Jamie has sunk so low, You who sent him out of your way ! Pray you, mother, to be forgiven ! And for your boy, too, pi ay, oh, pray ! For he is out of the way to Heaven— Yes, he is surely out of the way !

Emma C. Down.

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 48, 28 November 1891, Page 643

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OUT OF THE WAY. New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 48, 28 November 1891, Page 643

OUT OF THE WAY. New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 48, 28 November 1891, Page 643