Copyright 1923 byFlora Warren SeymourDONE BYTHE BOOKFELLOWSATTHE TORCH PRESSCEDAR RAPIDSIOWA
Copyright 1923 byFlora Warren SeymourDONE BYTHE BOOKFELLOWSATTHE TORCH PRESSCEDAR RAPIDSIOWA
THE RED VINEYARDTo the memory of all those menWith whom I walked up and downThe ways of The Red Vineyard;But especially to the memory of thoseWho stopped in the journey, and nowRest softly in their little green bivouacsIn the shadow of the small white crosses,This book is affectionately dedicated by theirFriend and ComradeThe Author
THE RED VINEYARD
To the memory of all those menWith whom I walked up and downThe ways of The Red Vineyard;But especially to the memory of thoseWho stopped in the journey, and nowRest softly in their little green bivouacsIn the shadow of the small white crosses,This book is affectionately dedicated by theirFriend and ComradeThe Author
To the memory of all those menWith whom I walked up and downThe ways of The Red Vineyard;But especially to the memory of thoseWho stopped in the journey, and nowRest softly in their little green bivouacsIn the shadow of the small white crosses,This book is affectionately dedicated by theirFriend and ComradeThe Author
To the memory of all those menWith whom I walked up and downThe ways of The Red Vineyard;But especially to the memory of thoseWho stopped in the journey, and nowRest softly in their little green bivouacsIn the shadow of the small white crosses,This book is affectionately dedicated by theirFriend and Comrade
To the memory of all those men
With whom I walked up and down
The ways of The Red Vineyard;
But especially to the memory of those
Who stopped in the journey, and now
Rest softly in their little green bivouacs
In the shadow of the small white crosses,
This book is affectionately dedicated by their
Friend and Comrade
The Author
The Author