Caroline E. Campbell Island House September 3, 1928
Caroline E. Campbell Island House September 3, 1928 “Me-na-sa-gor-ning” Loving Tributes, Lovingly Inscribed “The Place of Apples,” Our Avalon. Note: Mother’s Island Song was written for Jeanie and me, to eliminate “Little Brown Jug,” which we found entrancing. It failed. Years passed before our Mother’s Song became at all dear to our hearts. Years after Jeanie had passed on, I found her copy in pencil. “Mother’s Island Song” Come to my house so sweet and fair Banish grief and sorrow and care; By the beautiful lake in the moonlight to roam ‘Neath the tall green trees on my Island Home. Chorus: Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Come, let us sit by the sunset tree. Oh, come and hear the wild bird’s song As he warbles so sweet in the dewy morn; And feel on thy cheek the scented breeze, Sweet breath of flowers and shrubs and trees. Chorus: Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Come let us sit by the sunrise tree. Come when the noontide’s sultry hours Woo the birds to the shade and the bees to the flowers; And the little “bee-bird’s”* familiar hum Bids the frolicking butterfly to come. Chorus: Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Come let’s sit ‘neath the old apple tree. Come as the shadows stretch from the west Mirrored so soft on the lake’s silvery breast; And the song so often heard before Keeping time to the splash of the dipping oar. Chorus: Ha, ha, ha, you and me Come let us sit ‘neath the south oak tree.
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