The Letter Edged In Black

Hattie Nevada, 1897. Published by the Kansas City Talknig Machine Company. I was standin' by my window yesterday morning Without a thought of worry or of care When I saw the postman comin' up the pathway With such a happy face and jolly air. He rang the bell and whistled as he waited Then he said; "Good morning to you, Jack" But he little knew the sorrow he had brought me When he handed me a letter edged in black. With trembling hand I took this letter from him I broke the seal and this is what it said: "Come home my boy, your dear old father wants you Come home my boy, your dear old mother's dead."