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Written for the first thrift stamp drive.


I want to be a soldier
And march away to France;
I want to find a wicked "Hun,"
And shoot him in the pants.

I want to be a soldier,...

Written for Decoration Day, May 30, 1918.


I wove me a wreath of flowers
To place in memories hall,
In honor of the brave and fearless men
Who had answered our country's call....

Do not worry over trifles, though
to you they may seem great,
All your fretting will not help you,
or your troubles dissipate.

If your sky is dark and gloomy,
and the sun is hid from view,...

Away o'er the hills in the valley green
Away from the noise of the busy town;
I dream sweet dreams of the olden days
Of you in your beautiful wedding gown.

I dream that you come and sit by me...

Our loved ones lay them down to sleep
And leave us here to grieve and mourn,
While we, our silent watches keep,
O'er their low graves whence they are bourne.
Some heroes are in battle slain,...

Written when the clock was set ahead one hour on April 1, 1918.


Our Rooster wakes at half-past five
And crows with all his might,
He tries to wake the people up
Before the day is light....

Masata was an Indian boy, he lived on the banks of the Ohio River in
Kentucky. During the Revolutionary War in 1771, the Americans were
taking over the land very fast, and when Masata was ten years old his...

Written after the United States entered the war, fighting on the side of the Entente Allies.


Halt! Attention! Salute the flag,
The boys are marching by;
They're going forth to win the war...

Written as a tribute to my brother, W. M. Strang, with the Engineers.


He said, "I'm Daddy's soldier boy,"
When he was five years old;
And then went out and built snow forts,...

I've a lily of the Valley
That I'm keeping here for you;
I care for and protect it,
And water it with dew.
It is a living emblem
Of the wonderful domain,
Where all is pure and love-like,...

I have roses in my garden,
And their fragrance fills the air.
How I love to watch them blooming;
For they all are very fair.

Some have deep red velvet petals,
Some again are snowy white;...

SPRING

Spring time is here with its sunshine and showers,
All nature is waking from its long winter sleep.
The gardens are blooming with beautiful flowers,
The song-birds are carolling melodies sweet....

The rough old Mr. Storm
Is whirling, swirling past
He makes the treetops bow their heads
And trembles at his blast.

He never stops to think
Of the damage he may do,...

This little book's a letter,
I send direct to you;
I hope that you will like it,
And read it thru and thru.
And after you have read it,
Just send a thot to me;
Your thots will help to make me...

A BIRTHDAY WISH.

I'm wishing a happy birthday,
To you my dear sweet friend;
And may every day be a happy day
Is the wish I will always send.


A CHRISTMAS WISH.
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