“And they called the women round them,Called the young men and the maidensTo the harvest of the corn fields.”
“And they called the women round them,Called the young men and the maidensTo the harvest of the corn fields.”
“And they called the women round them,
Called the young men and the maidens
To the harvest of the corn fields.”
Native Americans with village behind
MERRY were the gladsome huskers,For they knew the corn they gathered,In the pleasant days of autumnWould sustain their lives through winter.So they sang a song together,All the young men and the maidens,Sang the praises of MondaminAnd his Grecian sister Ceres.Thus they sang in measured chorus:“Honor be to brown Mondamin;Honor be to ancient Ceres;Honor to the noble Red-man;Honor to the wiser White-manWho hath built in IndianaMighty mills to make the magicCerealine, the Flakes nutritious,Food of foods, the precious essenceOf the life blood of Mondamin,That shall give to every eaterHealth, and strength to think and labor.Haste the day when all the peopleShall enjoy at each day’s banquet,Cerealine, the food ideal.”
MERRY were the gladsome huskers,For they knew the corn they gathered,In the pleasant days of autumnWould sustain their lives through winter.So they sang a song together,All the young men and the maidens,Sang the praises of MondaminAnd his Grecian sister Ceres.Thus they sang in measured chorus:“Honor be to brown Mondamin;Honor be to ancient Ceres;Honor to the noble Red-man;Honor to the wiser White-manWho hath built in IndianaMighty mills to make the magicCerealine, the Flakes nutritious,Food of foods, the precious essenceOf the life blood of Mondamin,That shall give to every eaterHealth, and strength to think and labor.Haste the day when all the peopleShall enjoy at each day’s banquet,Cerealine, the food ideal.”
MERRY were the gladsome huskers,
For they knew the corn they gathered,
In the pleasant days of autumn
Would sustain their lives through winter.
So they sang a song together,
All the young men and the maidens,
Sang the praises of Mondamin
And his Grecian sister Ceres.
Thus they sang in measured chorus:
“Honor be to brown Mondamin;
Honor be to ancient Ceres;
Honor to the noble Red-man;
Honor to the wiser White-man
Who hath built in Indiana
Mighty mills to make the magic
Cerealine, the Flakes nutritious,
Food of foods, the precious essence
Of the life blood of Mondamin,
That shall give to every eater
Health, and strength to think and labor.
Haste the day when all the people
Shall enjoy at each day’s banquet,
Cerealine, the food ideal.”
——————The series of twelve original pictures, illustrating “Hiawatha’s Fasting,” of which the aboveis a small example, will be mailed to any one who will mention where this advertisement wasseen and enclose a two-cent stamp for postage to the Cerealine Mfg. Co., Columbus, Indiana.“Cerealine Flakes” for sale by all grocers at twenty cents a package.