The Weston Democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1875-current, 1875-05-03
The aPoetry . Drawer.

&hS AVaJ "Weis
About this time every year there is q
house-cleaning soirea around the Office
OF q. daily newspaper. The cobwebs are
brushed down, some kalsomining done,
o little paint applied, and the "head
editor" turns the "poetry" drawer Of
his table wrong side up and sighs still
small sigh as he regards the scores Of re-
iected manuscripts. Almost every day
for the past year lie has tossed poetry
into the waste-basket with liberal hand,
and yet here Is enough to fill q book.
Some have been saved to be returned,
but were never called for; others have
a ray or two OF merit; others were laid
aside out OF compliment to the author,
who Is level.headcd on all other matters.
Ahlt the crushed hopes buried in this
heapl The young, the old, mntron,
maid, bachelor and Benedict have con.
tributed. Some were thirsting for fame,
others had an hour TO spare, and nine
teen out Of twenty have written at the
bottom Of the last page: ~ know you
like good poetry" or, "Please publish
this in conspicuous place."
Some time last fall 0 young lady, sit
ting at her chamber window when ahe
ought to have been in bed, saw the cold
clouds drive by and heard the October
winds wailing on the house.top, and she
ran after the ink.bottle and dashed of o
pound or two Of rhyme, commencing
with:
aThis autumn eve tho Winds arc blowing,
Tho phantom clouds are floating by,
LIko riyen DER tho rockets flowing,
Then - lt' .rlN H
But that's enough. When stone is
called "stonelet," and a brick is called
q "bricklet," such poetry will be worth
dollar line.
Next comes u long litter headed:
What n Little Girl Thinks" No one
will ever know from that letter whit she
thought. Tho ink was heavily diluted
with wa 'er, the pen was rs fine as pin,
and the man who succeeded in decipher-
ing it would have had his eyes ruined
forever. -.
The next is more poetry. Some poor
girls brother went to war, and happen-
ing to remember it Bllc tunes her Tyre
and sings:
WOur Edward wGs 4 noble youth
When from bis happy mothers homo
lie passed, In soldiers garb nncouth,
And left ourheArthstone sad and lone"
II appears from the above tint Ed.
wards mother was happy, but as to Ed
wards own feelings there is no clew.
He passed, but whether lie passed To
Canada or the Potomac lio ono knows,
though charity suppeses that he died
on tile battlefield. Some Of the soldiers
looked spruce enough in their uniforms,
but il seems TINT Edwards "garb had
IN uncouth appearance.
Requiems are always in order. When
n poet can't tackle anything else he car
always make strike on requiem.
About the middle Of November Is the
time to get up requiems on the dying
year. This one came in about that time,
The author says:
IFilled Ia the air with snowhAkes,
As pure as the mind OF bride,
In snowy white, on morning bright,
In youthful beauty and pride"
II ia a sad thing 10 look upon q snow
storm, especially Il the wood pile is lying
around loose in the back yard and the
police are determined to enforce the
snow ordinance. Further on he soy,
"the winters winds are cold, ebut II ht
has any doubt Of It the American public
will put up heap OF money on 1t.
Poetry again. It's headed (" Alone,
and the author says II Is original. She's
o young lady, and she trills:
IAN alone in the twilight lighted room
I'm watching the shadows come and go,
Like the restless tide with It's cbb aud flow
gloom" sl
Poor grill It's dull business looking
for shadows in dark room. And
what could have allied her heart that 3
breach OF promise suit wouldn't have
swept awayi
Rites" lisa woman's hand again, ant
She says:
"Lay her upon her bier-
W.. Tho summer, lately dead"
II Is q sad thing to have summer pos
away. No more hanging over the gate
no more strawberry short ke-farewel
10 peaches and crcaml The girl I'M
doubtedly felt sad, but sho wasn't hal
as melancholy MS her father, who kne,
that he'd got to lay in ten tons o
coal and unnumbered potatoes and cab
bages. ~
H. The next Is on " Tho Flag We Love,
and young man must have worked o.
IL until three o'clock in the morning
He says TINT he adores the st0r.spauglet
banner, and that he wants to die with it
folds covering him. Flags are 80 cheal
that he can keep one on hand to be read.
for emergencies. ~
The next one starts off and inquiries
nwhere arc tho blriies wo used TO seer
That's the question, and as she doe
not answer it Bhe cannot expect any on
else to bother his head. Boys have
habit Of pegging" at birds, and per
haps the worm crop wasa failure and thu
songsters had TO hunt up fresh fields ant
pastures new.
Ali well. There's dozens Of page
left, and II will answer every purpose |
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