LAST DAY OF SCHOOL AT PUNKIN CENTER Well, sir, it was the last day of school at Punkin Center, and all the school directors were there, and we had sayings, speakings and recitations of one kind or another. Si Pettinger's little boy got up and sung a song that suited me first rate. Well, I thought it was purty good. Then Ezry Haskins' little boy got up and played a tune on the mouth organ. Then there was a little German feller got up and he made a speech. Went something like this: Already once there was a little goil named Mary und Mary got some little sheep with hair so fine it couldn't wash, yes, sir, und everywhere Mary went by herself oudt there der little sheep would come along by himself, yes, sir, side by each togedder. He followed Mary by the school house and dat was against de rules and the school master he put de little sheep out of the school house. And dat little sheep he turned around und around and waggles his tail and shoed de flies and looked in the window and make google eyes at Mary und de little school house children said what is de reason und-by jiminy, I forget it. Victor Record 16109 LAST NIGHT Last night the nightingale woke me, Oh, think not I can forget you; I see you in all around me, The stream, the night, the wood, Oh, heaven itself, my darling, Columbia Record 325 LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVE Sargent A life on the ocean wave, a home on the rolling deep, keep, Where the scatter'd waters rave, and the winds their revels keep, Like an eagle cag'd I pine on this dull, unchanging shore; Chorus: A life on the ocean wave, a home on the rolling deep, Where the scattered waters rave, and the winds their revels keep, The winds, the winds, the winds their revels keep. Once more on the deck I stand of my own swift gliding craft, Set sail! Farewell to the land, the gale follows fair abaft, We shoot thro' sparkling foam, like an ocean bird set free, Like an ocean bird, our home we'll find far out on the sea. The land is no longer in view, the clouds have begun to frown, But with a stout vessel and crew, we say, let the storm come down, And the song of our heart shall be while the winds and the waters rave, A life on the heaving sea, a home on the bounding wave. Columbia Record 1148 LIGHT OF LIFE Light of Life, so softly shining Never waning nor declining, Shine on me, oh, shine on me. Chorus: Shine on me, oh, shine on me, Light of Love, that knows no fading, Victor Record 16441 LINCOLN'S GETTYSBURG ADDRESS Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting-place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate-we cannot consecrate-we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us, the living, rather to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us-that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they here gave the last_full measure of devotion; that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain; that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom, and that government of the people, by the people and for the people shall not perish from the earth. Victor Record 35377 LONG, LONG AGO Bayly Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Sing me the songs I delighted to hear, Long, long ago, long ago. Now that you're come, all my grief is removed, Do you remember the path where we met? Oh, yes; you told me you ne'er would forget, That to all others, my smile you preferred, Love, when you spoke, gave a charm to each word, Long, long ago, long ago. Columbia Record 5273 KERRY DANCE Molloy Oh! the days of the Kerry dancing, In the glen of a summer's night, Made us long with wild delight. Oh! the days of the Kerry dancing, Time goes on and the happy years are dead, Fills my heart with tears, Loving voices of old companions, Stealing out of the past once more, Oh! for one of those hours of gladness, Columbia Record 5474 KING OF THE SHADES "Ballo in Maschera"-Verdi Silence! the dread incantation cease marring, Soon the spirit infernal will be appearing, King of the Shades, I summon thee Cleave through the earth's dark center, Veiling thy dazzling majesty my dwelling to enter; Thrice hath the owl's loud screeching voice Resounded from yon caves, Leaping the salamander thrice hath hiss'd thro' fiery waves, And thrice a moan that chilled like ice, Hath sighed from new dug graves, Thrice, too, a moan that chill'd like ice, Hath sighed from new dug graves. Edison Diamond Disc Record 82512 KEEP IN DE MIDDLE OB DE ROAD I hear dem angels callin' loud, I see dem stand roun' de big white gate, Chorus: Den chil'ren, keep in de middle of de road, Don't you look to de right, don't you look to de left, I ain't got time fo' to stop an' talk, Kase de road am rough, an' it's hard to walk, I'll fix my eyes on de golden stair, An' I'll keep on agwine till I get dar, Kas my head am bound fo' de crown to w'ar, Come an' jine in de weary ban', Kase we bound fo' home in de happy land, Turn your back on dis world ob sin, Dis world am full ob sinful things, Ef you lay down on de road to die, Columbia Record 2116 |