| DESTINY | 11 |
There's a grand, grand view unfolding.
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| THE SONS OF OUR MOTHERS | 12 |
In the Ramah's of our day.
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| CHRISTMAS IN QUEBEC | 15 |
I got notice sometam lately.
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| THE CLEVELAND MESSAGE | 22 |
It is such a fad at present.
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| THE SULTAN AT POTSDAM | 27 |
Mohammed, Dammed gift of God,
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| JOHN LABONNE'S DREAM | 41 |
All las' night I was me dreaming,
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| THE DERELICT | 44 |
I will write a short sketch of a free-hearted wretch.
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| GAGNE'S CAVALRY | 49 |
Ma Rosie write to me somet'ing,
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| THE GRIPPE | 54 |
To see us now deceivers.
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| TRUDEL'S TRAVELS | 58 |
Said Joe, I mus' go w'ere de snow she don' blow,
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| THE END OF THE TRAIL | 71 |
I was summoned in the gloaming,
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| HOMESICK | 75 |
I am tire' now for roam Rosemarie,
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| THE GALLANT 58TH | 77 |
O come all ye loyal volunteers,
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| THE FENIAN RAID | 82 |
From de country of de Eagle,
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| A LEAP YEAR PARTY | 87 |
The night before last Hallowe'en,
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| THE HOLLERNZOLLERN'S PRAYER | 91 |
Dear Gott, der weight of "right divine,"
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| ALASKA BOUNDARY LINE | 95 |
Now that little Venezuela,
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| THE GUARD OF LAFAYETTE | 99 |
Ma Rosie say to me today,
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| THE LUMBERJACK | 103 |
We have songs on many topics,
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| THE BOOK AGENT | 107 |
The sun rose in beauty,
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| JEAN LABONNE | 111 |
I am now one lumberjack,
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| CANADIANS, GUARD YOUR OWN | 113 |
"On feet of clay," false prophets say,
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| GUARD THE GAELIC | 116 |
Is it not our bounden right?
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| THE AMERICAN EAGLE | 120 |
Lofty is thy habitation,
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| DONALD McLEOD | 123 |
The sun hath set and leaves the day,
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| OVER THE TOP | 127 |
A lusty lad from Lewis,
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| THE ALKALI LAND | 130 |
I left my old home and my friends in the East,
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| A CHRISTMAS DREAM | 135 |
One Christmas night I sallied forth,
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