A Reverie

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THE GRASSHOPPER FAMINE. 521

equal in those days, and all we asked was enough to eat until we could raise crops to supply us with food. I have always regarded this as one of my greatest opportu- nities for doing good, and often of late years I have been visited by

those with whom I shared the necessaries of life during those try- ing days. Since that time I have been much interested in the fish in

Utah lake, and many times have I given loads of fish from my nets to those who were in need. I am now in the 86th year of my life, and am still interested in the protection of Utah's fish, for I feel that they played an important part in saving the people from starvation in early days, and am sure they will continue to grow into an important resource in the development of our great state. Provo, Utah.

A Reverie. (For the Improvement Era.)

Down near the banks of the Jordan Is a cottage that's weathered and worn, But I love it, — its age I will pardon — It's the cottage*where Maggie was born.

Though the flowers once tended by Maggie, No longer the cottage adorn, And the trees and the hedges are shabby, And the old willow bridge looks forlorn, Though the birds that sang in the meadow, And the bees and the butterflies there, Seem all to have passed like a shadow, And the stillness of death fills the air, Still I think, as I sit in my mansion, Where I dream from the eve till the morn, Of the days when I used to court Maggie, In the cottage where Maggie was born.

Jack Borlase. Lehi, Utah.