Back Home by Eugene Wood
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"Back Home" by train, but here is the magic wishing-carpet, and here
is your transportation in your hand all made out to you. You and I will make the journey together. Let us in heart and mind thither ascend. I went to the Old Red School-house with you. Don't you remember me? I was learning to swim when you could go clear across the river without once "letting down." I saw you at the County Fair, and bought a slab of ice-cream candy just before you did. I was in the infant-class in Sabbath-school when you spoke in the dialogue at the monthly concert. Look again. Don't you remember me? I used to stub my toe so; you ought to recollect me by that. I know plenty of people that you know. I may not always get their names just right, but then it's been a good while ago. You Il recognize them, though; you'll know them in a minute. EUGENE WOOD. BACK HOME THE OLD RED SCHOOL-HOUSE |
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