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Machines for almost everything - , 

 Modern improvements, too, 

 Relieved of all the dairying 

 What does she find to do. 



Well then, just try it if you think 

 More leisure life bestows, 

 Prepare the food we eat and drink, 

 Keep house and home and clothes. 



Assist the children, keeping pace 

 With each and every grade, 

 They're overcrowded in the race 

 And need strong, patient aid. 



Church work and missionary aids, 

 Auxiliaries and clubs, 

 Attend receptions, dress parades 

 'Round all the social hubs. 



The O. E. S., I. O. G. T., 

 W. C. T. U., C. E., 

 The P. of H. and W. R. C, 

 Y. W. C. A., K. D. 



So round and round the "causes" roll 

 A never ending ball 



Which brings to mind a dear good soul 

 Who joined and loved them all. 



And fearing in her anxious care, 

 Someone she might forget, 

 Devised this comprehensive prayer, 

 "Lord bless the alphabet." 



Turn all the wheels, without, within 

 And Grandma's life will seem 

 With time to knit and weave and spin— 

 A sweet pastoral dream. 



Horizons broaden, those who view 

 The twentieth century's dawn, 

 Gaze farther out, where old and new 

 Blend, ere the old is gone. 



And dimly see adown the years 

 The earlier century's birth, 

 Whose sturdy farmer pioneers 

 Of brave, heroic worth — 



Gave to New England, acres tilled — 

 And all its vaunted good, 

 It owes the men who dared to build 

 The log house in the wood. 



Oft we wonder at their doing 

 And the courage they displayed, 

 'Gainst all odds their way pursuing, 

 Facing red men undismaved. 



And regretting, conscience smitten, 

 Tameness that our life employs, 

 Fain would have our pages written, 

 Like the first "Green Mountain Boys." 



