POEMS >ANIEL T. AMBROSE n POEMS BY DANIEL T. AMBROSE Copyright 1919 Mrs. Ida J. Ambrose ©C1A563409 SAN MATEO TIMES PRESS SAN MATEO, CAL, JAN 16 1320 Samel 5L Ambroa* PUBLISHED BY MRS. IDA T. AMBROSE AND CHILDREN IN LOVING MEMORY OF Samel ® Ambrose Died September 10, 1916 SOME DAY Some day in the spring, the thrushes Shall carol with might and main, And lark, from the reeds and rushes, Soar high with triumphant strain. Bright beams in the dawning early, Shall race o'er hill and mead, In the hawthorne hedges pearly, And I shall give no heed! And some day when the splendor Of summer is on the land; When the scented lillies slender In their snow white robes shall stand. The clover shall flush the meadows, And the blue sky hold no shadows, And I shall not know or care. Some day, though the fruit be mellow, Shall hang in the orchard old, Corn changing from white to yellow, And the tall wheat like to gold. Though strong as song-birds rally Shall ring out the reaper's voice, From hilltop and sheltered valley My heart shall no more rejoice. God grant where the stars gleam brighter Some night when the church bells ring, When the snow drifts seem much brighter And choirs unnumbered sing, I'm safe from peril and danger In the midst of heaven, may see That Babe, Who laid in the manger And who died on Calvary. FRIENDSHIP There's a rose proves fairest to all that we see, In color and beauty the dearest that be, It's priceless in value its bloom never fades, The gem of the garden untainted by shades; It's the rose of martyr's, their precious life give, As Christ the anointed that others might live, It blooms in the shadows of sorrow and pain, Sweet-scented and fragrant its virtues remain. The sweetest in Nature no mind can forget, When troubles surround you with presence beset, It bids you take courage, new prospects pursue, With friendship assisting and brotherhood too; It blooms in all seasons for aged and youth, Well essenced and flavored with virtue and truth, Its essence is godly humane and divine, The rarest that left us in records of time. It's noble endearing sunshine and shade, Love's beautiful rosebud by the hand of God made, The dearest that's favored, no thorns to pricK, 'Tis rooted in friendship where brotherhood stick. Oh fairest and rarest the sweetest that bloom, When true to its virtues no gold can consume Unfading in glory no winter decay, The sweet rose of friendship that never betray. No equal on footstool its sublime divine, Its fragrance is vibrant to victims in line, Like incense ascending, extolling God's name, Is the rose of true friendship ever the same. Through winds of adversity, darkness of night, An angel consoling to make troubles light, Divinely she blooms though no thorns appear, The rarest of roses to give hope and cheer. THE GENIUS OF MAN Greeks may boast of ancient wisdom, And Rome likewise of supreme power; Modern age of genius' freedom, Still makes man her dearest flower. Land and air he's doomed to conquer, With submarines explore the deep, Wireless 'phones and untold motors, Which man acclaims and genius sweep. Marvel at the great inventions, Through God inspired to human soul. Thought being first infinite's section, Next motive power guiding the whole. God of all infinite, powerful, Transmitting light to man below, Soul concealed in body doubtful, Through that veil we scarcely know. Great that being who can conceiveth, Before whose presence man can't live. Christ anointed, all believeth, Who profess that name He's give. Were it not for God-man, master, The world would do as done before, Betray their God by lusting after, Destruction's balm to heal the sore. Thus it was that God loved man-kind, Gave him spirit, genius, light; Commanded him not be unkind, For love, not hate must be your fight. Man made free to good and evil, And by our deeds we rise or fall, While balance swings to God or devil, Begotten son, he sent us all. By this know God's spirit in us, Without the same we'd be as brute; With no reason to discern us, With no regard for age or youth. If what Darwin taught so frankly, Both Tindal, Drake and Huxley, Hume. Centuries past man proves what's godly, While monkeys still their place resume. CHRISTMAS Anointed Son from Virgin come Though in flesh concealed still God He came to free the bounded from The power that Satan had He came with sound of peace good will Which His angels round him sang From bloodshed too the world was still While joy-bells from heaven rang. Today the woes of sin and strife As the world hasn't seen before Again they seek each others' life For more of the golden store The golden age predicted then Causes Europe kill and slay Great missies made for killing men On this Lord's anointed day. Aren't we blind to our infamy If unrighteous name and fame Polluting soil with blood we see And our Saviour's name to shame Intelligence the gift of God To man alone was given Shall we betray for earthly sod And renounce way to heaven. Probation's time is passing fast And from bloodshed gore must part The trenches where your millions cast Pray God with avenging heart With all this gore for golden store Must peace from earth be driven By rulers high whom God defy Pollute the road to heaven. Oh pray you sons of liberty For that peace that God brought men That no worldly phase or haughty craze Shall disturb our peace again Peace will the cannon shell defy Peace will all murder cease Peace will assist us all enjoy This day may our efforts please. WOMAN Centuries you've suffered in silence, Neath brutal passions of men, Waited with patience and prudence, To regain your place again. God in his mercy ordained it, Woman from bondage be free, Mary His mother obtained it, Virgin and mother was she. Clouds that hung o'er their prestige, Thousands of years that had past, Disappeared, no trace or vestige, By Queen of heaven at last Boundened made free by the woman. Title was mother of grace. Oh woman the chosen of human Condemned by vile man as base. Bearer of natural childhood, With patience her burdens bear, Toiling in valley and wildwood, Nursing her fondlings with care. Gentle and kind and helpful, Spreading the gospel of light Man thought more stern and more forceful Woman the seed of God's might. Woman that fell by the serpant And brought to mankind first sin, Redemer gave for atonement Now queen of angels and men. Woman exalted of creatures, Nature's adornment and pride Behold her embibing new features Bearing her banners to guide. Teachers of virtue and patience Sublime in tenderness, love, Prone to contrition and penance, Hoping in father above. God in His boundless creation Made man from slime of the earth, More choice in woman's formation, From rib of man gave her birth. THE FALLEN SISTER When a poor forlorn sister, Whom we give a fearful name, From that lustful life that led her Shudders back with woeful shame; When her weary soul is yearning For God's light beyond the skies, And far off is hope discerning Where a purer morrow lies. There you'll find a goodly spirit. Though besmeared with lurid shame, There a heart-pulse beats with merit, Though her colors know no fame; There's the human as Magdalen, Shedding tears of love for thee, Washing feet with tears that streaming, For her guilt and infamy. There she'll stand before redeemer, Broken down with sorrow, shame, Begging Jesus not forget her, Though His Christian name defame. Give me balm, sweet loving Jesus, Cleanse my soul with sacred oil; Cleanse the stains of lust within us, Grant us mercy yet awhile. Will Jesus sister calling? May I answer that; He would Adulterous and lepers crawling, Yes, for all He shed His blood. Pity, then, those sisters fallen, 'Twas man made her what she is. Don't exult until the morrow, Will her shame outrival his? All remember that we're human, It's the strong, the weak enslave. Incarnation from the woman, Man not chosen there to share. Pity, then, that fallen sister, Take her sorrows as your own; Both sin and shame taste the bitter, Man, beware the cause you own. TO MARY AND MAY (According to ancient Christian history, the month of May is dedicated to Mary.) How sweet is the mantle of nature, Reserved for the fair month of May; The symbol of grace chosen creature, Blest of all, nations today, Her spirit created for glory, Stainless her body from clay; Anointed one born of Mary, Blest name of Mary and May. Blest tributes of nature we'll give her. 'Neath rose and lily so fair, This queen that the angels all greet her, Grant her affections may share. The earth in effulgence of splendor, Ermine and floral display; Best tributes of beauty and grandeur. We'll honor Mary and May. In Mystery was Virgin created, Mystery her spirit within; In Mystery that son incarnated, That mankind be born again. In Myestery the loaves and the fishes, Likewise all nature's display; In mystry is life's and death's issues, Both Virgin, Mother and May. Rejoice with the Lord of creation, With queen of angels and men, And hail His communion relation, Last supper symbolized then; First miracle performed through Mary, Son's mercy we ask her pray, Lo mountains and valleys so pretty, Bedecked for Mary and May. PORTOLA King Don Gasper De Portola And Conchita, festal queen, Come to honor 'Frisco for her, Where all Nations may be seen. Fifes and drums beat loud and rattle, Cannons too will loudly roar, For that King- whom fate did battle, Our land-locked harbor did explore. Visitors from foreign climes, Armored ships with flags a-flying, Statesmen, captains, regal primates, Eager for this great sightseeing. Scenes unrivalled in stage station, Land exhibits to behold, Loveliest city oi the nation, Golden Gate her portals hold. Dancing at the Hotel Fairmont, Lights of beauty, grace and fame, Festal King and Queen Conchita, Lead grand march in pride of name. Balls unceasing most exquisite, Where our guests can happily, Unite with Maidens charmed elite, Queens of Beauty there shall see. The Electric Bell at Third and Market, Both artistic, rare, sublime, Streaming sunbeams from each socket, Mirrors on the masses shine. "Van Ness, Kearny, Fillmore beaming, Incandescent lights true great, Million candle power extending Through famed city — Golden Gate. Marathon from Sacramento, Swimming feats across the Bay, Aquatic sports from Spanish Junto, Coronation's grand array. Tens of thousands in line marching, China's dragons, rich Cathay, Native Daughters, rich chrysanth'mums, Fraternal floats rare and gay. Spanish airs and Spanish salvos, Padres chiming faith and state, Nations riding in their autos, To acclaim her future great. Raised again from quake and ashes, To regain her fame and fate, Pride of time is San Francisco, Born again by Golden Gate. Newly baptised San Francisco, All are welcomed — young and old, E'n Viscaino, Cabarillo, Mission Fathers, brave and bold. Pacific queen she is the greatest, ( Resourceful now her empire state, Two Oceans link'd find her richest, Future tells by Golden Gate. LIBERTY BELL This Bell that tolled us freedom. Near seven score years ago, We cherish in our bosom, Baptised in blood we know. Our forbears bold undaunted To no king- bend the knee, Their flag of freedom flaunted This Bell proclaimed us free. First shot fired at Lexington Resounded -through the world, Stars and Stripes by Washington From belfry was unfurled. It speaks today of peace, freedom, Not kingly woes of war, And speaks to us non-wisdom Of King and Kaiser, Czar. Its chimes are ever voicing The justice of the hour, And that we're born equal Despite pomp and power. Abuse it and you'll suffer, Decrees of God can't trod, His covenant the rudder, While Bell kept voicing good. It thundered notes proclaiming To bold Patrick Henry, Proud Independence framing, Oh, Death or Liberty. Its voice by age now broken, Still tells of carnage then, Both faith and hope was spoken In hearts of fighting men. This symbol of attraction Kept tolling to the free, Take up your guns and sabers And fight for Liberty. In Exposition resting This emblem of the free, Oh, may we heed its chiming For true Equality. MAN'S INHUMANITY We should know our time is coming-, 'Fore the church bell tolls the knell, Not forget we're slowly moving, To the gates of heaven or hell; Love should be to sisters, brothers, Nor by evil genius plan, Or destruction to our neighbors — Inhumanity to man. What is pride in human station But the devil's working den, Spurned at Christ's exaltation, And from heaven cast out then. All the gold-dust of the ages, Can't extend one hour, life's span, Thinketh well from earthly stages — Inhumanity to man. Have we felt the pangs of hunger. Or the cold that pierced the heart? Have we caused them suffer longer, As revenge for doing part? Ponder well this hatred blindly, As you mete will measure span; Time is God's to judge supremely — Inhumanity to man. Mother earth is often shaken, By our lustful, shameless crimes; Quakes have told us to awaken, To the trend of evil times. "Millions face the slaughter pointing. Millions weep from hunger's plan, Millions face the judgment wanting- Inhumanity to man. Christ has told us love each other; Satan teaches hate and pride; As with Cane revenging brother, Weakened mortals side by side. Heed the voice of sheppards calling, Help your neighbor best you can; Don't rejoice misfortune's falling — Inhumanity to man. DAUGHTERS OF THE LIGHT High above the gloom and shadow Of this gray, cloud-covered world, We have placed our chosen motto, And our banner, white unfurled. On its folds we've traced the message In the conflict for the right It will be our magic watch-word — "Be ye daughters of the Light. As we stand, to heaven lifting Eyes in which youth's courage shines, Eyes that seek the guiding vision That unfolds God's great designs Will not He, from undimmed splendor- Far too great for human sight, Send His angels down to each "Be ye daughters of the Light!" Glorious aim! True inspiration Arming souls with power and might Shadows vanish at our watchword "Be ye daughters of the Light!" See the hosts of white-robed martyrs See the virgins, glory-crowned Down the ages runs the path-way Trod by brave souls, world renowned! See them clad in shining raiment Clad in robes of dazzling white! Here on earth they won their glory — They were daughters of the Light. Dare we claim relation with them? Yea, for human were they all — Power divine upheld their weakness Heaven responded to their call. So, too, with us is a Helper, One who'll lead our steps aright; List the words that once He uttered Here on earth, — "I am the Light!" Courage then, and onward upward! Where Christ reigns there is no night From his throne He bends to whisper "Be ye daughters of the Light!" CHILD OF MARY I'm safe when protected by Mary The Mother of grace, mercy, might. The refuge of sinners that weary God gave her power, Satan to fight. Most honored of creatures created, Preserved pure for incarnate son. Full of grace the angel related, Immaculate from stain of Sin. To woman gave Jesus preference By Spirit's conception and birth, No stain but full grace as prescience Her name is called blessed on earth. Both Virgin and Mother divinely This charm do all mortals see, Now Queen of Heaven sublimely Oh, pray for poor sinners and me. Unchristian the heart against Mary Who dare can God's honor ignore. Our misgivings to Him, she'll carry Please spare them His mercy implore. On earth was obedient to Mother. In Heaven likewise will He be; Oh Mary and Mother, no other Can plead for us all motherly. Please pray for me, pray for me, Mary, Name me by adoption your son, Though life be vain, foolish and dreamy, Oh plead that forgiveness be done; Oh Mary, true advocate, Mother, By the Spirit conceived, begot Son, The Saviour of mankind no other, By His blood on the cross it was done. KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS Hurrah for that gallant commander, Who gave us this land of the free; Hurrah for those K. C. defenders And shriners of true liberty. Hurrah for those Knights now observing Those truths that are sacred of God, With the fruits of Charity conserving To plane of humanity's good. This spirit we must keep within us Inspired by glory and fame, Until mountains of goodness instill us, For our faith and country the same. Hurrah for those memories reflected, His genius the ocean to explore, Hurrah for his sons now expected To sail on and on for the shore. We've Knights of the Red Branch and Garter Pythians, Templars and Cross; The choice of the nation we're after To regain our spiritual loss. A body divorced of its spirit, A nation that faithless must fall, Sail on and sail on for true merit, Which Knights of Columbus install. They stand for the freedom of mankind, The rights of free worship maintain; They stand by the widow and orphan Through Charity's findings entrain; With the star of hope peering forward Through darkness and shadows of shame. Sail on and sail on be the password To light us to glory and fame. Let's sail through the ocean of kindness, 'Neath compass and rudder and sail, Keep watch on the phases of blindness. Lest tempest destruction prevail. Hold fast to that faith that was guiding The chosen across the Red Sea, Same God and same faith now abiding, Columbian Knights of the free. For centuries we've waited in silence, And watched for results of the goal; We've waited with patience and prudence. While time was absorbing the whole. Awakened to spirit within us, Exulted to honor that name, So called themselves Knights of Columbus, And evermore honor the same. CAST THE WATER ON THE FIRE Its a virtue that much wanting. In the blast of human ire. What the human heart is panting: With a raging- hate desire. Don't forget that virtue, patience Nothing sweeter played from lyre Its the checkmate for imprudence Cast the water on the fire. Its the greatest blessing given In a home with thunder soars Its the sweetest rose from heaven Where rude passions sway and roars. With its mild and tender sweetness Conquers more than wrathful ire Wins the vicious heart by kindness Casts the water on the fire. But our minds are dark and narrow And the flesh to evil sown And for such we sigh and sorrow For transgressions of our own. We must conquer such with patience. Choosing love instead of ire. Where your tempted to imprudence, Cast the water on the fire. God will help us if we ask it With that peace no man can give God will check the evil in us Help and aid us while we live. Give and take for good example Show not children hateful ire And by patience stem the battle Casting water on the fire. KNIGHT'S DUTY Remember brave Knights of Columbus Your duties to honor and fame And view those great evils around us Where modesty blushes with shame. Remember Columbus with Red man His life was endangered for thee Let Members beware what's human Preserving in ranks, purity. Times are presenting this warning Swaying backwards from modesty Teachers of virtue, our calling Defending what's true womanly Young ladies of high degree, station Good breeding, attainments could spare Is lost to the lure of temptation With exhibits to lust laid bare. With split skirts and hose that's transparent Oh ladies' Thou fairest that be Please think of that Virgin and Parent You'll never disgrace your degree Bunny-hug, Grizzly-bear, Turkey-trot Hesitation latest we see "Woman supreme" wilt thou cast lot To forlorn degeneracy. "Oh Knights" can't you see the horizon It's murcky with evils that shame Divorces unnumbered to gaze on With children abandoned in name. "Oh" where is that Christ that created And where is that Christ that redeemed Meekness of heart segregated Modesty no longer esteemed. No wonder this shame and perversion With Journals presuming in strife Giving germ, atom, electron Creators of infinite life. Time chides those skeptical fakirs Descendents of monkeys wont stand Nor Hearst with his papers and capers Can change God-man's faith in this land. Stand firm brave Knights of Columbus With that faith that he crossed the sea Obeying those laws God gave us 'Neath Modesty's banner let's be. A press you should have to defend you In each state where money is God. Clergy to aid and assist you For manly and womanly good. 'EULOGY ON MY BROTHER' Oh, God in his mercy this time has sent sorrow, And took my fond brother from this earthly shore, And left me to ponder whom friendship should borrow, E'en wife of my bosom could not have done more. So oft through those years of my life undirected, Unable to chose between virtue and wrong His wisdom and counsel on me then reflected Strengthening my weakness and bidding be strong. Oh, shall I forget him in obstinate blindness, Or fail to remember his love that was strong Surely not, after his long serving kindness, And fatherly pleadings must ever prolong. In life were united, by Death now we're parted, The doom of all mortals from all earthly gain Hope to behold him with angels now wafted, Believing that Jesus cleansed him from sin. The reason I loved him, because he was kindly Likewise he was generous in hand and heart As chief benefactor to fatherless family, Convinced that from honor he would never part. Consoling the weeping and hating oppression, Before which all human misgivings gave way He has left all reflections of long lived affection, How can we forget him, now cold -in the clay. Oh, time has now left me a wreck of emotion, And time has swept from me a brother so true. To mourn for ever his fond loved devotion, Resolved all his teachings and counsels pursue. May God in his mercy, absolve and redeem him, And grant him that glory he's labored so well Friend of the oppressed and poor, how they'll miss him A father and brother, to all I can tell. He has gone from children and beloved kindred. He's gone from his neighbors beloved and much praised, He's gone from forlorn whom he forsook never; To enter earth's bosom until Judgment raised. His sweet smiles of kindness that once were so pleasing, By the cold sting of Death, with spirit now gone, To rest in the bosom of Jesus redeeming, So we by tomorrow same road travel on. GROWTH AND DECAY Nothing is lost forever, Only see their form a change, Force and essence they lose never, In that path where mystery range, Stars that shine so bright upon us, Sun gives heat and light of day, Earth producing to sustain us, All are solved by growth, decay. Adam, father of all races, Color changing — black, brown, white; Complex too, tradition faces, History fails to give much light. Take one hundred weight of surface, Encased therein grows huge tree, gay, Essence from the air must purchase, Mystery solved in growth, decay. Spirit matter, forces traveling, With conceptions gilded soul, Genius' rays of light unraveling, Man designer of the whole. Flames, destructive, that's a burning, Have not lost their force to sway, Still exists, to vapor turning, Nothing lost by growth, decay. Universe, infinite, endless, All from God, no loss can be, Life and death though cold and friendless. 'Tis our nature's destiny. Changing solids into ashes, Smoke and steam in clouds make way, Snow and rain where thunder clashes, Still no loss by growth, decay. If world's growth in past ages, Were subtracted, naught would be, Oceans dried by vapor stages, All returneth equally, Forms are lost, new ones returneth, So with man whom death hold sway, And death hall lose that power God giveth, 'Tis God decrees — growth, decay. SAY NO Dear children, when starting life's journey, Along the great highways of life, You'll meet with a thousand temptations, In places where evil is rife. This world is a stage of excitement, There is danger wherever you go; Beware of evil commitments, And where you are tempted say no. In courage, my children your safety, When you this long journey begin, So, trusting in God, do your duty, He'll keep you unspotted from sin. Temptations will follow unceasing As streams to large rivers flow. But if you are true and beseeching Your answer to evil is "no." Remember Gethsemane garden, Anointed shed bloody sweat. Crucified to gain our pardon; All suffer, don't ever forget. Be choice in your habits of living, Be frugal in life as you go, Give help to the weary that striving When tempted to evil say no. Discouragements met in life's journey. Some burdens quite heavy to bear, Compare them with Christ's, true not many, Where flesh from the bones they did tear. Be honest, kind, truthful and humble; Be gentle with all as you go. Should your road be thorny, don't grumble, To glare of temptation say no. Avoid those allurements that's tempting, The vicious will coax you to sin, The laws of God always respecting, Each morning the Lord's prayer begin. His grace all will have if they ask it, To all He will grant and bestow, Your reward will be as you make it — When tempted to evil say no. THE BLESSED VIRGIN God's hand-maid called Mary By grace was preserved For Christ the anointed Her womb was reserved. Queen of the firmament Of angels and men Let's hail her with angels God's chosen one then. 'Twas told in the garden She'd demons rule o'er And at feast of Cana From water, wine pour. Queen of creation Immaculate she The choice of Father His son's Mother be. Oh Children of Mary Whom Satan does hate Queen of the Universe Of Heaven the gate. For sinners she's pleading This daughter of Eve That we from the Father A crown may receive. Illumined with glory The stars may express Queen Virgin and Mother Whom all nations bless. What mind can conceive it Or tongue can extoll This proud name of Mary Made queen over all. LIFE'S LEDGER In the records of life all is printed •Till Death tells us lay down our tools With the good and the bad we're confronted Where wisdom of wise are as fools It's being told us through ages by sages Confirmed by Christ the God-man And to each shall be shown in those pages True Justice by Jesus who can He will Judge the proud Kings of the ages While bodies lay cold in their graves All their virtues he'll measure by gauges With Justice to masters and slaves. Though gold caskets may entwine their bodies Floral tributes, emblems and flags. Disappointed at the Ledger's tallies 'Neath bigger man buried in rags. Be cheerful you believers in Spirit, Bear trials with patience and might, Let your lives seek what's honor true merit, Else Eternity must lose in fight Through life's journey you'll find it pays better As righteous bid you must fight, Finding truth live it up to the letter, By banishing anger and spite. We're told by the Saviour anointed A record is kept of each word At the results we are disappointed When dark deeds are shown by the Lord Those millions that are slain for ambition Those Martyrs for faith with their blood, With Religion despoiled by perversion Life's Ledger shall balance, bad, good. CHRISTMAS A merry "Merry Christmas," is the joyful sound we hear, From hamlet, cottage, mansion, Christmas day gives cheer; From the Arctic to Antarctic, those welcome sounds pro- claim, In the highlands, in the lowlands, both inland sea and main. This heavenly guest that cometh, with His angels by His side, Sending messages to Israel, and a star to be their guide. Sending messages to rulers, rare gifts with Him they share, Ever practiced by the Christians as conditions should compare. This eventful merry Christmas, calls millions to unite, From distant climes and regions, to their native lands take flight. To Him who changed the water 'twas Mother did implore, Multiplied the loaves and fishes, to feed five thousand more. That Son who stilled the waters, and the wind obeyed His will, That Son who raised the dead to life, the blind their sight instill. The lepers healed, the lame did walk, the dumb their speech restore On coming merry Christmas day, let's hail Him more and more. That Son that gave to Moses, ten commandments to obey, Transfigured from the mountain, that immortal life dis- play Red Sea divide with Jordan dried, His people did pass o'er The manna bread by Heaven spread, their needs and wants restore. Ten plagues He sent on Egypt's soil, to stay the tyrant's hand From Horeb's rock a fountain gave, to cheer His chosen band. By Faith required, in Love desired, the bridge of life pass o'er Let's not forget this Christmas time, to hail Him more and more. The ancients took the Word as told. Redeemer was to come; Foretold it was, to Adam's face, by God Himself 'twas done. Heaven shut four thousand years, as faithful lay in prison, Until His Son did die for men to open gates of heaven. Let's not forget that Adam's fall, caused woe and death, destruction, And Jesus' blood for sinners all, is joy, or woe, perdition; With His part done, and ours to do, repentance is our gain And a merry, merry, Christmas, you surely will obtain. This sermon on the mountain, explained the road to heaven; Have mercy on the fallen, the weak and hungry driven, Blessed be the poor who shall endure, sufferings for His sake The meek reward with earthly gifts, to Father's Kingdom take. All things did He, by faith shall see, as Abraham of yore. The Lamb was slain in Isaiah's main, one thousand years before; Behold that Son, 'Anointed One," all evils try refrain And a merry, merry Christmas you surely will obtain. Should grief and sorrow find us, and afflictions mar our way, Let us think of Jesus' birth and the manger where He lay, Surrounded by His angels, giving praises by His side; The Lamb of God, Our Saviour, The Anointed One we pride. Let's give unto the needy help, this day to honor Him. Let's heal the wounded neighbor's name, so lately we con- demn; Resolve to do our duty and no envy still retain, And a merry, merry Christmas you surely will obtain. Let no Pride of Spirit bind us, neither vanity nor scorn, The Son of God in manger straw, so humbly was He born, For millions spent in gorgeous wealth, with millions hungry, cold; Much like the swine, with diamonds fine, mocked by both young and old. The proudest beings that ruled the earth, their bodies be- came dust, Why then we claim that pride our shame, for all men equal us. For gifts to poor will sure endure, when vainness saveth not; With merry joys, and Christmas toys, to every house and cot. THANKSGIVING DAY Thanksgiving day has come again, Let's chant our praise to God And seek his favors now and then — All hail our Lord so good. In Peace with all, Oh may it last, That wars and bloodshed may By evil doers be of the past. On this Thanksgiving day. Time has changed most wonderfully, Since redmen ruled the land, When wild beasts roamed promiscuously To feed the savage band; Now corn, wheat and cotton grow, Pine orchards, rare and gay, Where once had roamed the buffalo, On first Thanksgiving day. The ships that ride the ocean wave, The trains that sweep the land, Should sing their praise and ask Him save. Our nation's pride and stand. The Mayflower pilgrims brave and bold. The woods and wilds they took, Braved hardships many, — hunger, cold But Freedom's shores they took. O'er six score years have passed away, The silent grave entombs, The martyrs, patriots who gained sway, Their sons by millions come. All praise the Lord with fervent heart, For manifold display, Untold resources do our part, On this Thanksgiving day. With stars and stripes, true emblems might, Of freedom's ray recall, The mission of the pilgrim's flight For worship free to all. Two oceans meet our cherished stand, Two hemispheres obey, All give thanks for this happy land, On this Thanksgiving day. FAREWELL TO REV. FATHER CASEY Dear Father, you leave us in sorrow, With a memory that's dear to the mind; Your place, too, made vacant tomorrow Shall we find one so loving- and kind. To the classes and masses endearing, The young- and the old want you to stay, To orders of Bishop resigning May God bless your mission we'll pray. In Faith, you're a gem that's inspiring, For example a beacon of light; With Cross in the battle field fighting To sever the wrong from the right. To the sick and weary consoling, To the needy you gave of your fee, You cheered the sad hearts that were grieving; Oh, Father, we'll all sigh for thee. In vision we'll dream of your goodness, We'll long for that smile that shone bright; In midnight you ministered sickness, By Unction that led them to light. St. Catherine's Church will seem lonely, The Altar boys grief cannot tell; Your confessional crowds seek vainly, Dear Father, we bid you farewell. ODE ON LIFE'S CARES Quite often, life's troubles we borrow, From that deep sea of dread despair. One day of it's joy, next sorrow, Truly both we're burdened .to share. Should darkness surround us while grieving, With no visible hope to perceive, Take courage with on God believing, He'll your cares and your troubles relieve. Take courage and life's battles win it For all joys are commingled with pain. Success is as you pursue it, For temporal or spiritual gain. Don't waver in faith or in doing. Neither shirk from burdens that may, For success steers clear of those wooings In idleness, folly and play. Our lives are just as we can make them, Whether wicked or haughty or kind, If sinful make good and repent them, Both His Grace and His pardon must find. E'n this earth should tremble around you, And mountains would sink in the main, Be firm when evil does tempt you, And the sword of the spirit maintain. Time is too precious to waste it, For each moment accounting must give, By deeds and not words we can make it 'Neath that mantle where brotherhoods live 'Twas that crown that thorns left bleeding, And His suffering on the cross understood; Our harvest must follow the seeding In both spirit and water and blood. THE MARRIAGE VOW When man and wife on life's frail boat On God should trust for bliss, So many times in grief find both Because of joy they miss. Sail on, sail on, the Master cry, Be faithful to your vow, The storms of time you must defy, So keep your courage now. Should life be called to journey far. Leave sorrow, grief and pain Wafted beyond the evening star, Loved spouse may call in vain. Each day while walking side by side, To love and friendship bow, Inhuman failings try to hide. Too late to atone them now. How bright would life be everywhere If both their hearts could love, Sweet tenderness they both could share While keeping vows above. True honor, then, in life they give. When call comes where, when, how. In peace and love we both did live, How thankful for it now. All must remember life is short. Some day by Death must go. From evil pleasures we must part, Pride, vanity forego. With man and wife their labors done, To God have kept their vow, Come thou you blessed of my son, My mercy giveth now. Watch and wait with patient bliss, 'Twill heal those wounds made sore, Remember, too, the faithful kiss Will blend two hearts the more. As both once loved, keep loving still, And don't betray your vow, And bear your cross to suit God's will, We need His blessings now. ODE— CLASSES AND MASSES Do the classes hate the masses, As the peafowl hates the hen? Does the plumage make distinction From the eagle to the wren? Flesh and blood defined as equal, May we hope our spirits too, With God's gifts to prove the sequel By their light less evils do. True we know they are exclusive From the force of wealth and fame, Truly oftentimes abusive That a Christian name might shame. As we're children of the Father, By adoption of his Son, Should we lust for sweat of labor, Cheat or rob the fallen one? In distinction lies ambition, Whicb without we'd sure fall back To that barbarous situation With their woes and sorrows black. "Let's condemn that word "destruction" And conserve to righteous call With fair play for all the nation, Be those people great or small. POEM ON U. S. FLEET Our United States fleet, the pride of the ocean, In ports of all nations she's honored so well; Steaming, a beaming with brave dashing seamen Whose daring and courage no nation excell. The unconquerable Paul Jones laid the foundation, With Barry and Perry true heroes likewise, Farragut, Evans and bold Admiral Dewey, Were Uncle Sam's heroes beloved and much prized. Our battleships white as the snow on the mountains, With star spangled banners from mastheads a flying. Like sunbeams of glory from liberty's fountain, Bearing highest of standards the eagle sublime; With cruisers a sailing and dreadnaughts of danger, All nations proclaim them marvels of might, To poor and forlorn they're seldom a stranger To aid in defending the standards of right. Our fleet representing the mightiest of nations With modesty her pass-word, liberty her strength, Old Glory representing starry-night heavens Braves billowy ocean regardless of length. She ploughs the Atlantic as noble defender Of treaties established between man and man, Sweeps the Pacific to stem all pretenders Whose principles are tending to take all they can. Let's hail our fleet from invaders protecting, Let's hail it, enlarge it, our peace shining light. With a merchant marine to cope in resisting, Less battles encounter, less enemies to fight. Let's hail our commanders with pride and devotion, Likewise our young seamen who stand by their guns Old Glory for ever, the pride of the ocean, While defending justice all battles have won. MY EPITATH Here now lies, wrapped in Mother Earth An unfamed man of humble birth With soul consigned to God on high. Please pray for all as you go by, Please pray sincere e'er time is spent. Who can no more implore, repent, And you my friends on earth please say A prayer for us that passed away.