AMATEUR PHOTO BY ERWIN R. LOGAN. 



A GRAND STAND PARRY. 

 One of the 31st Prize Winners in Recreation's 7th Annual Photo Competition. 



WHAT WOULDN'T I GIVE. 



A. N. KILGORE. 



What wouldn't I give 



T' jes' go back whar I used t' live, 



An' be a little tad agin, 



With a freckle face an' a foolish grin, 



A stubby_nose an' a stone-bruised heel, 



An' a thatch th' color o' Indian meal ; 



Black an' blue spots on each leg, 



An' go by th' name o' "Turkey-Egg"; 



T' range aroun' from break o' day 

 Till Natur' put th' sun away; 

 T' loaf thar by th' swimmin' hole 

 With that ole bent pin an' alder pole ; 

 T' hear th' bummin' o' th' bees, 

 An th' wind astirrin' th' wilier trees ; 

 T' know th' birds an' fish an' toads 

 Like I knowed th' stumps in th' ole wood 

 roads ; 



T' live jest like I used to do 

 In barefoot joy th' summer through ; 

 T' see th' world with childish eyes, 

 When all was truth an' none was lies; 

 An' life was jes' as oweet a song 

 As th' one th' woodthrush sings at dawn. 

 Ef I could do jes' that agin, 

 I b'lieve I'd give mos' anythin'. 

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