<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</SPAN></span></p>
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</td><td align='left'>But when he thanked them for their aid,<br/>
And hoped they yet might be repaid<br/>
For acting such a friendly part,<br/>
His words appeared to pierce each heart.<br/>
For well they knew that other hands<br/>
Than theirs had laid his grain in bands,<br/>
That other backs had bent in toil<br/>
To save the products of the soil.<br/>
And then they felt as such folk will<br/>
Who fail to nobly act, until<br/>
More earnest helpers, stepping in,<br/>
Do all the praise and honor win.<br/></td></tr>
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<h2>THE BROWNIES AT THE GYMNASIUM.</h2>
<div class="figleft"> <ANTIMG src="images/i036b-t.png" width-obs="131" height-obs="110" alt="Brownie" title="" /></div>
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The Brownies once, while roaming 'round,<br/>
By chance approached a college ground;<br/>
And, as they skirmished every side,<br/>
A large gymnasium they espied.<br/>
Their eyes grew bright as they surveyed<br/>
The means for exercise displayed.<br/></div>
<div class='poem2'>The club, the weight, the hanging ring,<br/>
The horizontal bar, and swing,<br/></div>
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<tr><td align='left'>The boxing-gloves<br/>
Of him who loves<br/>
All brought expres-<br/>
As one by one they<br/>
The time was short,<br/>
That named the<br/></td><td align='left'><ANTIMG src="images/i036c.png" width-obs="175" height-obs="113" alt="Boxing" title="" />
</td><td align='left'>that please the heart<br/>
the manly art,<br/>
sions of delight,<br/>
came in sight.<br/>
and words were few<br/>
work for each to do.<br/></td></tr>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</SPAN></span></p>
<div class='poem'>Their mystic art, as may be found<br/>
On pages now in volumes bound,<br/>
Was quite enough to bear them in<br/>
Through walls of wood and roofs of tin.<br/></div>
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<tr><td align='left'><div class='poem3'><br/><br/>
No hasp can hold, no bolt can stand<br/>
Before the Brownie's tiny hand;<br/>
The sash will rise, the panel yield,<br/>
And leave him master of the field.—<br/>
When safe they stood within<br/><span style="margin-left: 3em;">the hall,</span><br/>
A pleasant time was<br/><span style="margin-left: 3em;">promised all.</span><br/></div>
<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/></td>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</SPAN></span></p>
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<tr><td align='left'>Said one: "The clubs let me obtain<br/>
That Indians use upon the plain,<br/>
And here I'll stand to test my power,<br/>
And swing them 'round my head an hour;<br/>
Though not the largest in the band,<br/>
I claim to own no infant hand;<br/>
And muscle in this arm you'll meet<br/>
That well might grace a trained athlete.<br/></td><td align='left'><ANTIMG src="images/i038a.png" width-obs="77" height-obs="122" alt="rolling up sleeves" title="" />
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<tr><td align='left'><ANTIMG src="images/i038b.png" width-obs="244" height-obs="177" alt="Brownie and mountain goat" title="" />
</td><td align='left'>Two goats once blocked a mountain pass<br/>
Contending o'er a tuft of grass.<br/>
Important messages of state<br/>
Forbade me there to stand and wait;<br/>
Without a pause, the pair I neared<br/>
And seized the larger by the beard;<br/>
I dragged him from his panting foe<br/>
And hurled him to the plain below."<br/></td></tr>
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<tr><td align='left'>"For clubs," a second answered there,<br/>
"Or heavy weights I little care;<br/>
Let those by generous nature planned<br/>
At heavy lifting try their hand;<br/>
But give me bar or give me ring,<br/>
Where I can turn, contort, and swing,<br/>
And I'll outdo, with movements fine,<br/>
The monkey on his tropic vine."<br/></td><td align='left'><ANTIMG src="images/i038c.png" width-obs="289" height-obs="308" alt="On the high bar" title="" />
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</SPAN></span></p>
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<div class='poem'>
Thus skill and strength and wind they tried<br/>
By means they found on every side.<br/></div>
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<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="poem and drawing">
<tr><td align='left'>Some claimed at once the high trapeze,<br/>
And there performed with grace and ease;<br/>
They turned and tumbled left and right,<br/>
As though they held existence light.<br/>
At times a finger-tip was all<br/>
Between them and a fearful fall.<br/>
On strength of toes they now depend,<br/>
Or now on coat-tails of a friend—<br/>
And had that cloth been less than best<br/>
That looms could furnish, east or west,<br/>
Some members of the Brownie race<br/>
Might now be missing from their place<br/></td><td align='left'><ANTIMG src="images/i039b.png" width-obs="87" height-obs="166" alt="Upside down on trapeze" title="" />
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</SPAN></span></p>
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<div class='poem'>But fear, we know, scarce ever finds<br/>
A home within their active minds.<br/>
And little danger they could see<br/>
In what would trouble you or me.<br/>
Some stood to prove their muscle strong,<br/>
And swung the clubs both large and long<br/>
That men who met to practice there<br/>
Had often found no light affair.<br/>
A rope they found as 'round they ran,<br/></div>
<span style="margin-left: 8em;">And then a "tug-of-war" began;</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 7em;">First over benches, stools, and chairs,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 6em;">Then up and down the winding stairs,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 6em;">They pulled and hauled and tugged around,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Now giving up, now gaining ground,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 17em;">Some lost their footing at the go,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 16em;">And on their backs slid to and fro</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 15em;">Without a chance their state to mend</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 14em;">Until the contest found an end.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 13em;">Their coats from tail to collar rent</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 12em;">Showed some through trying treatment went,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 11em;">And more, with usage much the same,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 10em;">All twisted out of shape, and lame,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 9em;">Had scarce a button to their name.</span><br/>
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<div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/i040b.png" width-obs="88" height-obs="108" alt="In a torn coat" title="" /></div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</SPAN></span></p>
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<tr><td align='left'><div class='poem7'><br/>
The judge selected for the case<br/>
Ran here and there about the place<br/>
With warning cries and gesture wide<br/>
And seemed unable to decide.<br/></div>
<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>
And there they might be tugging still,<br/>
With equal strength and equal will—<br/>
But while they struggled, stars withdrew<br/>
And hints of morning broader grew,<br/>
Till arrows from the rising sun<br/>
Soon made them drop the rope and run.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/></td>
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<div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/i041b.png" width-obs="600" height-obs="64" alt="The rope spelling Brownnie" title="" /></div>
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