Out of the hitherwhere into the YON!— Stay the hopes we are leaning on— You, Divine, with Your merciful eyes Looking down from the far-away skies,— Smile upon us, and reach and take Our worn souls Home for the old home’s sake.— And so Amen,—for our all seems gone Out of the hitherwhere into the YON. RABBIT IN THE CROSS-TIES Rabbit in the cross-ties.— Punch him out—quick! Git a twister on him With a long prong stick. Watch him on the south side— Watch him on the—Hi!— There he goes! Sic him, Tige! Yi! Yi!! Yi!!! SERENADE—TO NORA The moonlight is failin’— The sad stars are palin’— The black wings av night are a-dhroopin’ an’ trailin’; The wind’s miserere Sounds lonesome an’ dreary; The katydid’s dumb an’ the nightingale’s weary. Troth, Nora! I’m wadin’ The grass an’ paradin’ The dews at your dure, wid my swate serenadin’, Alone and forsaken, Whilst you’re never wakin’ To tell me you’re wid me an’ I am mistaken! Don’t think that my singin’ It’s wrong to be flingin’ Forninst av the dreams that the Angels are bringin’; For if your pure spirit Might waken and hear it, You’d never be draamin’ the Saints could come near it! Then lave off your slaapin’— The pulse av me’s laapin’ To have the two eyes av yez down on me paapin’. Och, Nora! It’s hopin’ Your windy ye’ll open And light up the night where the heart av me’s gropin’. THE LITTLE WHITE HEARSE As the little white hearse went glimmering by— The man on the coal-cart jerked his lines, And smutted the lid of either eye, And turned and stared at the business signs; And the street-car driver stopped and beat His hands on his shoulders, and gazed up-street Till his eye on the long track reached the sky— As the little white hearse went glimmering by. As the little white hearse went glimmering by— A stranger petted a ragged child In the crowded walks, and she knew not why, But he gave her a coin for the way she smiled; And a boot-black thrilled with a pleasure strange, As a customer put back his change With a kindly hand and a grateful sigh, As the little white hearse went glimmering by. As the little white hearse went glimmering by— A man looked out of a window dim, And his cheeks were wet and his heart was dry, For a dead child even were dear to him! And he thought of his empty life, and said:— “Loveless alive, and loveless dead— Nor wife nor child in earth or sky!” As the little white hearse went glimmering by. WHAT REDRESS