Nursing Diary no1 - 5 September 1922-3 June 1923

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ENTERTAINMENT I stopped at an inn one day to dine; The host was a generous fellow; A golden apple for a sign Hung out on a branch so mellow.

It was the good old apple tree Himself so nobly dined me; Sweet fare and sparkling juices he Was pleased and proud to find me.

To his greenhouse came many a guest, Light winged and lighter hearted; They sang their best, they ate his best, Then up they sprang and departed.

I found a bed to rest my head-- A bed of soft green clover; The host a great cool shadow spread For a quilt, and covered me over.

I asked him what I had to pay I saw his head shake slightly-- O, blest be he forever and aye Who treated me so politely.

--Uhland. Translated by C. T. Brooks

A PRAYER. I have not seen the glory of the Lord; Faint and in rags I stand without the gate; Wrath have I known and famine, fire and sword-- O Christ, compassionate, Open to-night and bid me enter in, Forgiven, forgiven and cleansed of every sin!

I have not known the glory of my God; His face in anger has been turned away; Long have I bowed beneath His chastening rod-- Dear Christ, to Thee I pray: Take me, oh, take me by the hand tonight, And lead me to my Father and the light!

-- Ernest H. A. Home. Komoka, Ont., Oct. 30, 1923.

[Newspaper clipping] THE TRUMPETER.

Trumpeter, what are you sounding now? Is it the call I'm seeking? "Can't mistake the call,' said the trumpeter tall, "As my trumpet goes aspeaking. "I'm wakin' 'em up, I'm rousin' 'em up ; There's a stir in the tents in the valley; "For there's no more sleep with the sun's first peep, "For I'm sounding the old reveille."

Trumpeter, what are you sounding now? Is it the call I'm seeking? "Can't mistake the call," said the trumpeter tall, As my trumpet goes aspeaking. "I'm urging 'em on; they're scampering on, "There's a rattle of hoofs like thunder; "There's a madd'ning shout as the sabers flash out, For I'm sounding the charge, no wonder."

Trumpeter, what are you sounding now? Is it the call I'm seeking? "Lucky for you if you hear it at all, For my trumpet's but faintly speaking. I'm calling them home, come home, come home. Tread light o'er the dead in the valley, Who are lying around, face down to the ground, And they can't hear me sound the rally, But they'll hear it again in a grand refrain When Gabriel sounds his last rally."

--Anonymous

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ENTERTAINMENT I stopped at an inn one day to dine; The host was a generous fellow; A golden apple for a sign Hung out on a branch so mellow.

It was the good old apple tree Himself so nobly dined me; Sweet fare and sparkling juices he Was pleased and proud to find me.

To his greenhouse came many a guest, Light winged and lighter hearted; They sang their best, they ate his best, Then up they sprang and departed.

I found a bed to rest my head-- A bed of soft green clover; The host a great cool shadow spread For a quilt, and covered me over.

I asked him what I had to pay I saw his head shake slightly-- O, blest be he forever and aye Who treated me so politely.

--Uhland. Translated by C. T. Brooks

A PRAYER. I have not seen the glory of the Lord; Faint and in rags I stand without the gate; Wrath have I known and famine, fire and sword-- O Christ, compassionate, Open to-night and bid me enter in, Forgiven, forgiven and cleansed of every sin!

I have not known the glory of my God; His face in anger has been turned away; Long have I bowed beneath His chastening rod-- Dear Christ, to Thee I pray: Take me, oh, take me by the hand tonight, And lead me to my Father and the light!

-- Ernest H. A. Home. Komoka, Ont., Oct. 30, 1923.

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[newspaper cuttings]

ENTERTAINMENT I stopped at an inn one day to dine; The host was a generous fellow; A golden apple for a sign Hung out on a branch so mellow.

It was the good old apple tree Himself so nobly dined me; Sweet fare and sparkling juices he Was pleased and proud to find me.

To his greenhouse came many a guest, Light winged and lighter hearted; They sang their best, they ate his best, Then up they sprang and departed.

I found a bed to rest my head-- A bed of soft green clover; The host a great cool shadow spread For a quilt, and covered me over.

I asked him what I had to pay I saw his head shake slightly-- O, blest be he forever and aye Who treated me so politely.

--Uhland. Translated by C. T. Brooks

A PRAYER. I have not seen the glory of the Lord; Faint and in rags I stand without the gate; Wrath have I known and famine, fire and sword-- O Christ, compassionate, Open to-night and bid me enter in, Forgiven, forgiven and cleansed of every sin!

I have not known the glory of my God; His face in anger has been turned away; Long have I bowed beneath His chastening rod-- Dear Christ, to Thee I pray: Take me, oh, take me by the hand tonight, And lead me to my Father and the light!

-- Ernest H. A. Home. Komoka, Ont., Oct. 30, 1923.