Historical Wyoming County September 1949 - Old Fulton History

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hailing with pride the appearance
of
A Tittle Poem Rook, by Ethel
A. M. Tozier ('Mrs. Elmer Tozier,
Orangeville). This volume, which
came from the press of the Russell
F, Moore Co., N. Y., last month
is delightfully illustrated by
Mary Prout, wife of Rev. W. S.
Christie, formerly -castor of the
Warsaw Baptist Church,and'in each
instance she has caught
spirit of the poems.
the fine
The thirty-odd poems were originally
written for Mrs.Tozier's
daughter and son, Ethelma^ and
Charles, and were inspired by in-
cidents which happened during
their childhood. The daughter is
a member of the faculty of Ossining
High School, the mother of a
two-year old daughter, while the
son is at home. In addition to
her own offspring, the author
dedicated the collection to Ricky,
Mrs. Prout's little boy, who during
the preparations for the volume
frequently queried his mother,
" I wanna see the little poem
book," hence the title. Mrs.
Tozier has long been 'mown among
her circle of friends as a person
of literary accomplishments,having
published children's stories as
well as Christmas verse.
While we are not a qualified
critic, we feel our readers will
find keen enjoyment intbis volume
whether they be ei_ht or eighty.
Her pen transforms bit3 of juvenile
experience into delightful
morsels of poetic beauty,and into
each she has drowned a simole ,
homely philosophy,or a sly bit of
humor,so reminiscent of the wholesome
frankness of childhood.Lastly
the author includes bits of verse
which she calls, "Some "oems for
Mother,"wherein parenthood's tender
est sentiments are beautifully
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recorded. She 'treats tfie" whole
gauntlet of children's experiences
under such situations as
"Sick on Christmas," "Biding on a
Load of Hay," "My Dog Sho^ny,"
"Clouds, " f, The Bath Towel," "Stars
and Fireflies," "Secrets" and "To
Grandma and Grandma". We won't
tell the secret, but Fthelmav and
Charles found "winter roses'.' £
Here are some quotes from
selected noems, the first from
"Indian Pipes,"---
"The fairies smoke a ni^e of
neacc
A quaint o n d meerschaum tyne,
For in the woods today
I saw an Indian pitej
From "God Washed the Little
Stars,"---
"God cashed the little stars
last night;
They blinked their sleepy
eyes,
Then shut them tight and
rested in
The cradle of the skies."
In "Stars and Fireflies," she
closes the poem so,--
"God make a thousand little
lights
And put them in the narks...
I wonder if He lost some stars
Or only dropped the sparks?"
If you care for humor, this
little quatrain,known as "Shine,"
will doubtless josfe your funnybone
:
"If you cannot be a spotlight
And send your beams afar,
Be at least a narking light.,.
Shine right where you are!"
(All -ooems are copyrighted 1949»
and used with permission.)