They were found in the Tom Johnston pasture,
About six o'clock in the morn,
The family, when they missed them,
Searched the house and premises too;
And after having searched in vain,
They hardly knew what to do.

Sheriff J. J. McFatter, with his bloodhounds,
Could find no trace of them,
But we are sure he did his best,
The fault was not in him.
By their brother **Frank and a pal* of his,
And by them was the glad news born.

They were asleep when they found them,
And were side by side we're told.
Donald had lost some of his clothing
And was, no doubt, shivering from cold.

**Frank and his pal* didn't wait for a car,
They carried them home in their arms.
Yes, took them home to their mother and dad
Where they felt safe from harm

Little boys and girls, take warning
From this story sad and true,
When you take a stroll at sunset,
Take mother or dad with you.