Front:
HOME
OME is not the stately
palace
With it's acres stretching
far;
Home is not the cottage under
Those outspreading branches
yonder-
Home is where the loved ones are.
Home, when all the tasks are
ended,
May be on some distant star,
Or it may be where the clover
Scents the breezes blowing over,
Home is where the loved ones
are.
S.E.K.
COPY RIGMT,1908,PEVOL&AND COCHICAGS
601
Back:
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ROANOS
PÄST CARD
je
from go
I 11.2 allery
gamestoun na
Jun 29.10
forward
noth
received letter
Sister pauline to dan
wa
Jam ined feeling Rathaus te
Lane
228 S.E.
samuree
fine dont nou
of
Duterat write sont 179
uith muchdoin
Younderated sou
Eego Danville vo
lad to hear
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Romanet
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