Southern standard. (McMinnville, Tenn.) 1879-current, 1881-07-23
Our Young Folks.
JEREMY BLACKS FOURTH OF
JULY.

"PIl make a noise, said Jeremy Black,
As the days drew nigh
~, 10 the Fou In of July;
make mo noise than cannon or pack
VI nre-cracke!s S, or pistol, or gun,
Or oanno -cracker; J. have more fun
with nifty cents than the rest of the boys
with dollars worth of powder and things
With tifiy cents viii make more noise
Than all the rest of the town, by jings"
SO he went down
To Abraham Brown,
The tinker back Of the Blue Bell Inn,
Who mended the pans for all the town,
And he got him to make a Thing of tin.
Tben both of them tinkered and talked end
planned
Between the mendlng of pot and kettle,
Until they managed the thing to settle;
And all the boys were eager to know
What kind of u Thing they kept tinkering so.
Was Il anything like cannon, or Rocket,
Or Roman candle, or pin-wheel, or gun?
Was it small enough to go into his pocket?
Orconld he lift 1t when it was done?
would the thing go OF, or would powder go
in itY
And dozen Of such like questions minute.
But Jeremy Black just gave SLY wink,
And they could not tell what in creation to
think.
So Fourth of July came around dt last,
And the day was fresh and the sun was
bright;
Then just as soon as the night was passed,
| AT the earliest dawn of the dewy light
The boys turned out
With noise and rout,
| And loud halloo and lusty shout,
| AND racket of crackers, and boom and pop,
And ringing of bells, and slzz ani splutter,
Till good folks trying to sleep would stop,
And get up and close the window and shut
But Jeremy Black just turned in his bed,
And down In the pillow he nestled his head
And thought, with grin,
How the Thing or tin
| Would make enough noise to drown the din.
| At length he arose and dressed himself,
Aud alterward managed his breakfast TO
eat;
| Then took the Thing from the wood-house
And carried it with him out In the street.
| Now all the boys came running to s @
! What ever the wonderful Thing could be-
And 10. twas q tsh-hOrn six feet long.
Now stand a little away" said ho
And you'll hear noise so loud and strong
| And deep aud mighty that il will drown
| All popping of guns AMI cannons in town."
| Then all the boys stood back while he
Stepped up to the tlre-plug under the tree,
And rested thereon the end of the horn,
Then took u breath that was long and deep,
| And blew us he'd not blown since he was born;
And out from the Thing came = never
He stopped, and wiped his mouth for a
minute,
| Then blew as II the dickens were in it,
He blew till the hair stood up on his head;
He blew till everything swan around;
he blew till his forehead and ears grew rec;
But out of the horn came-never a sound.
AT first the boys were half afraid
Of the terrible sound that would soon be
made;
But after awhile they began to chat,
And then TO giggle and then to | ugh.
Poor Jeremy knew that the noise was there
1t only required little more a r.
Once more he blows till his mu 'clcs strain;
Not sound. Aud then he beEan to know
Though he had endeavored wi mi ht anC
main,
The horn was too large for him to blow
t.fF MORAL.
AS one goes over this irarld Of -aats.,
One freluently finds Jeremy lilacks
~ Whn t;et1ates The aat,liNl powers
inc Rates nave Srauted him eomcwha
slack.
Those people who build, though they may no
know 1t,
horn so large that they never can blowit.
-H0icdrd Pble, IN HGrpeT's Young People.