TO OUR CANAL ZONE CHILDREN

WHEN

WHEN we came to the Isthmus to dig the big ditch,

To make our great "man-machine" run without hitch,

We brought down the wives and induced them to stay,

By making them homes in this land far away.

A steam shovel runs with coal, water and oil, But men need more than food to keep them at toil; So, to keep Mike from rum-and from taking a "hike,"

Why we sent to the States and we got Mrs. Mike.

We cleared up the jungle and built houses there, Supplied them with food and with something to

wear,

We kept the grass cut and burned out the antsDid nearly everything 'cept mend Mike's pants.

At times there was trouble; Mrs. Mike wouldn't

rest

If her ice box or stove wasn't good as the best; And if Mrs. Neighbor got rugs and she none, Right quick there was trouble down there on

the Zone.

OUR CANAL ZONE CHILDREN-(Continued)

But all things considered the system worked fine

And our "by-product" is children; out “on the line"

I've seen hundreds grow up from the toddler's class

To barefooted schoolboy or lusty young lass.

Here's luck to them all, wherever they areThey are scattered from bleak Maine to warm Florida;

May they live happily and do their work well, Just as their daddies did on the Canal.

-GENERAL GEORGE W. GOETHALS.

LINES ON BEING ASKED TO WRITE A COUPLET ENDORSING AMELIORATION

AM for Better Babies, Purer Milk

COSMIC

And Nobler Souls-and all of that there ilk.

-FRANKLIN P. ADAMS.

(F. P. A.)

A MESSAGE FOR ALL TIME

WONDROUS Babe of Galilee!

Pure milk of Love Divine brought He

To feed a starving world of old

And cleanse all men from greed of gold.

To-day we need this message, pure
As little children we must be

To catch the chord of Love Divine
And feed again humanity.

-KITTY CHEATHAM.

WHE

THE GREEN WIG

HEN she turned to look at me,
Eyes she had as blue as sea-
The most fetching girl I've seen,
But her hair was sea weed green.

She had garments rather frail
Ending in a "fish's tail."

I felt just a bit afraid.

Could she be a strange mermaid?

No! she's not a strange mermaid,

Dressed in sunlight and in shade.

Not a mermaid after all—

Just a "smart" girl at a ball.

-ISABEL ANDERSON.

(Mrs. Larz Anderson.)

STAR-DUST

HEY tell us we are made of dust

TH

Dust of the earth! What if we are?

It is a stuff that shines afar,

And ever will, for shine it must,

Earth is a star!

-ALBION FELLOWS BACON.

THE SICK BABIES TO THEIR BIG

BROTHERS

ERE is something you can do

If you care to soothe our throats
With nice pure milk to nourish us,
Perform your duty as good men,
By giving mothers votes.

-WITTER BYNNER.