DO YOU know the old, wild grapevine that grows by the hillside' . spring, arid theovatering trough and the hilltop pine and the cattle fetiefvening sloshing'about fTt?tTtt1trdttrt8rivtyr1d grunting satisfied thanks; while old Shep takes his evening snooze with one. eye not for pranks, arid thvieej-worn path 'o’er the" hint to the "pleasant low- land fields where the Inusic, of tinkiingiiiiis to the roar, of the rivei. yields; and the sheep in the shgdow of trees and the Scentof new: mown _viv,.thkiiionids on the coal, night bieeie frhni 'jieiartsiii"- Were cut, one _day,.;.. The stiara,ktheustpsnurhtiaus-uwosaimratjar of trade, the long, long days arid. nights that the age-old fight has" made -L. the fight tdr%isad End a home... lead us far 1:112:6th the weary years, but wherever our feet may Foam, there' come through all smiles and tears, as memory'wa‘nders hack, the smurmor of rippling t'illts, glimpses of sheep on the â€upland trackin the" evening among the hills, of the watering trough ind the lowing kine and the hillside spring by the oigrapevirie. 7 k _ T Jamil Park Prt ._ Magda: o1pril Ar 1931- -Price Five Cents Do You Know? Robert Edward Wood ia! {‘23