Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1859-11-22
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O,..s, Autumn. wet and dreary, sat this
- ,-ssF ana weary, P0ndering Ger q mem
o-s,d,m hook q itens used beiore-loook OF
s--s-riing head notes, rather items taxing
dsvs 70 gather them in hot am saiTy weather
- m much tine and leatherJ pondered we
49, ifems DER. While we conn'd them,
sIovIv rocking. Through our mind Queerideas
eorking0 came a quick and nervous knocking
FDortipr Al The sanctum door. "Sure, that
unsf BE- JiRks.1 we muttered@Jinks, that's
knocking at our door Jinks, The everlasting
bore"
An. how well DO we remind us IL the walls
which then confined Us, the exchanges lay
b,bi-5 ne and before Us. and around as, an
vraffered over the floor. Thought we " links
wants to borrow some newspapers tomorrow,
and twill be relief from s0rrow to get nd o.
links. the bore, BY opening wide the door =
sill The visitor kept observation-disclosures
lo1der than before. And the scattered piles
Of naners cut some curious caperss being lifted
bv a breeze coming through another door; and
we wished (the wish was evil Tor one deemed
alwars cfvilO that inks was at the deyil, to
stay evsrmore there to md his level-Jinks,
the nerve-unstringing borei
Bracingup our patience frmer, then, without
another murmur, " Mr.. Jinks," said We. Hyour
pardon, your forgiveness, " implore. But the
facFfs. we were reading Of some curious pro-
eesding, and thus it was, unheeding your loud
knocking there before Here We opened
wide the door. But phsney, now, our pheel-
fnks-or It wasn't links, the bore-Jinks.
naneiess evermorei But thu form that stood
before us. csused a trembling to cone Ger us,
and msm'T quickly bore Us back again 70 days
Of wore DAYS when "items'' were in plenty,
and where'er this writer went he picked UP in
t~sresting items BY the score. Twas the form
OF our " devil, = in an attitude ~uneivil; and be
thrust his head within the open door, with the
"foremsn's oHf o'oopy, strand ssysh e wants
some morei" Yes, Ike Alexander wanted
morei
Nov. this slocslo had already walked about
tin nearly dsad-he had ssuntered through the
city til his feet were very sore-walked
through the street called Market, and the by
wsvs running of iato the portions Of the city
both public and obscure; had examined store
and cellar, and had Questioned every "feller -
WHOM he met, from door to door, il Anything
was stirring-anY accident oceurring-not
published heretofore and had met with no
success he would rather kinder guess he felt
a little wicked at that ugly little bore, with the
message from the foreman that be wanted
" something more-7
"Now, it's tine you were departing, you
scamp = cried we. upstarting; I" get you back
into the ohce-ohee where you were before,
OF the words that you have spoken viii get
your bones all broken" (and w seized q
c1d-si, osken, that was lying or the hoor,l
"tsks your hand out Of your pockets and
lease the sanctum door; tel the foreman
there's 70 copy" YOU ugly little bore" Quoth
he devil, q send him more"
And our devil, never sitting, still is fitting,
still is fitting back sndforth upon the landing
lust ou@de the sanctum door. Tears adown
his cheeks are strsaming-strange light from
his ewes is beaming-snd his voice is heard,
still screaming, 4" Sir, the foreman wsnts some
moner1 And our soul pierced with that
screaming. IS awakened from its dreaming,
and has lost the peaceful feeling had before I;
for the fancy will come DER Us, that each
readers facs before us, bears the horrid words,
d" We want a little moreF" Words, on their
forehesds glaring, Your funny column
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