ACORNS AND BOYS.

SOME people laugh and wonder
What little boys can do
To help this temp'rance thunder
Roll all the big world through;
I'd have them look behind them,
When they were small, and then
I'd like just to remind them
That little boys make men.
The bud becomes a flower,
The acorn grows a tree,
The minutes make the hour,
'Tis just the same with me,
I'm small but I am growing
As quickly as I can;
And a temp'rance boy like me is bound
To make a temp'rance man.

by James Running Turtle
(Indian-Outlaw)