"Like the Flowers in an Old Fashioned Garden are the Songs in Heart Songs" 1915
"Like the Flowers in an Old Fashioned Garden are the; Songs in 8 (Ftom a letter to the publishers publishers by a distinguished literary woman.) A CENTURY OF SONG IN ONE VOLUMEaa= i. • Presented by THE NEWS Almost FREE To Its Readers Get Your Copy Today Read Our OflPer In Today's Heart Songs Coupon Printed Elsewhere in this Paper My OM Ksntucky Hem* 8 C rotrta • TW MUlilsntaiMSHS—ISSMatw^ —mm, TH••• mm.tuttk-lm an sat: ' I Tk«fM«Mlurants tka Si-ti. M»-U Soor. Jil'w** assartfStj iThtykuiiaeaanlK tat smMaaSlkft>»,Oiilhi auas-M.tk* kllla^ Ma tkMSt *" I r>»>«fawf.tr Ul» a asal'wa'wiaa hMit,WMk M>.n**kmall»aaatr«*Mi I Vk*kuaaailbM>aiidt*(kMk^ulkat*ts SMt.wan.i*•« tkt «ira-<Tswr. •>! *" I Hwsailqitii «» WU Itna-i) lis*- •«.'•sMst, > H>«sw« %• MaM> TUs is to be found on page 161 of HEART SONGS 400 Songs selected by 20,000 People all over the World Four Years to Complete the Collection 500 Pages of World-Wide Musk Imagine an old Kentucky blue grass plantation "befo de wah!" The month is June —queen of all the months. The grass is at its greenest—long, lush and wavy—caressed into ripples now and then by some wandering zephyr. "The meadow's in the bloom"-— and the flowers are yielding their sweetest perfume. The mocking bird is trilling his marvelous notes—bubbling over with ecstasy. His rivals and neighbors are stirred into song likewise—and the scene, indeed, is a place ^ "where music dwells "" '• Lingering and wandering on as loth to die." The gently sighing trees, the rustling corn, the brook winding in and out, through grass, leaf and flower.—and over all, the marvelous blue depths ot a southern sky—ah! what a scene for a painter, a poet or a musician. NOW, imagine the best type of the old, slave-time plantation negro, forced by the failing fortunes of his master to be sold into a distant land. Parted from his Black Dinah and their little, shining pickaninnies—and carried to the 1 canenclds of Louisiana —so unlike his old home—we can picture hit loneliness—his loneliness—his desolation—his intense longing, as "the days go by like a shadow o'er the heart''—till the grave seems near and welcome; only » "fw more days for to tote the weary load." Foster expresses all this in his "Old Kentucky Home." The inerrable sadness of the music—the heartbreak in the words—the divine inspiration of both-* . that only comes to genius —haw made this song one of the genuine treat. treat. ures of American music. L«* for the HEART SONGS COU^ with musk (tttrteki. my*u+m*i»1eCmemi.A*. '