Souvenir Program: Manila, January 22, 1909

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Página 53 - An' once, in spite o' his master, he strolled in 'mongst us chaps, To talk with the other horses, of former fires, perhaps ; Whereat the milkman kicked him ; whereat, us boys to please, He begged that horse's pardon upon his bended knees. But one day, for a big fire as we was makin' a dash, Both o' the horses we had on somewhat resemblin...
Página 53 - Scowled an' bit at his partner, an' banged the stable floor — With other means intended to designate life a bore. But when, be't day or night time, he heard the alarm-bell ring, He'd rush for his place in the harness with a regular tiger spring; An' watch, with nervous shivers, the clasp of buckle an' band, Until 'twas plainly evident he'd like to lend a hand. An...
Página 53 - Hoss a-gettin' down to it, an' sweepin' along like sin. Finally come where the fire was, halted with a "thud," Sent the respectable milkman heels over head in mud; Watched till he see the engine properly workin' there — After which he relinquished all interest in the affair. Moped an...
Página 77 - tis fire; she wakes to dream no more; The hot blast rushes through the blazing door; The dun smoke eddies round : and hark ! that cry : "Help! help! Will no one aid? I die, I die!" She seeks the casement ; shuddering at its height , She turns again; the fierce flames mock her flight; Along the crackling stairs they fiercely play, And roar exulting, as they seize their prey. "Help! help! Will no one come?
Página 53 - Not much stable manners — an average horse to see; Notional in his methods — strong in loves an' hates; Not very much respected, or popular 'mongst his mates; Dull an
Página 77 - Help! help! Will no one aid ? I die, I die!" She seeks the casement; shuddering at its height She turns again; the fierce flames mock her flight; Along the crackling stairs they fiercely play, And roar, exulting, as they seize their prey. "Help! help! Will no one come ?" She can no more, But, pale and breathless, sinks upon the floor. Will no one save thee? Yes, there yet is one Remains to save, when hope itself is gone; When all have fled, when all but he would fly, The fireman comes, to rescue...
Página 77 - O'er its mighty walls Night's dusky mantle soft and silent falls ; Sleep o'er the world slow waves its wand of lead, And ready torpors wrap each sinking head. Stilled is the stir of labor and of life ; Hushed is the hum, and tranquillized the strife. Man is at rest, with all his hopes and fears ; The young forget their sports, the old their cares ; The grave are careless ; those who joy or weep, All rest contented on the arm of sleep. Sweet is the pillowed rest of beauty now, And slumber smiles upon...
Página 77 - And sinking floors his hurried steps betray, And ruin crashes round his desperate way ; Hot smoke obscures, ten thousand cinders rise. Yet still he staggers forward with his prize; He leaps from burning stair to stair — On ! on ! Courage ! — one effort more, and all is won ; The stair is passed, the blazing hall Is braved, Still on— yet on— once more ! thank heaven, she's saved...
Página 53 - Gained the lead, an' kept it, an' steered his journey free; Dodgin' the wheels an' horses, an' still on the keenest "silk," An' furnishin' all that district with good respectable milk.
Página 77 - The city slumbers; o'er its silent walls Night's dusky mantle, soft and silent falls; Sleep o'er the world slow waves its wand of lead, And ready torpors wrap each sinking head...

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