The Old Log Cabin

*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 45519 *** THE OLD LOG CABIN. By Lucian B. Watkins. 1910 [Illustration: 0001] [Illustration: 0002] Maternal Eden! Cradle of the night Before the hailed Aurora of the dawn Of present day. Thy roof revealed the light Of beck'ning stars, where many souls were drawn In inspirations of a worthy aim That marked the nucleus of a noble name. The poor and lowly trusted to thy care Found rugged strength and faith-inspired heart; Thou gav'st the whisper with thy simple fare That would not let the light of hope depart. The fragrance of their forest-scented dream Spoke ever of a human height supreme. Thy gift is in the background of the past Of many lives that tower in the sky; The flicker of thy candle light is cast In radiance manifold of blessings high. Yea, many human pinnacles of earth Walked from the portal of thy humble birth. Though now eclipsed by present palace hall, Where all the suns of civilization lay. The splendors of their beauties over all, Thou art the father of the glowing day. The White House of the blessed Lincoln goal Was but the evolution of thy soul. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Old Log Cabin, by Lucian B. Watkins *** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 45519 ***