Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-10-14

| What courses art thou doomed to run
| From some Tar fountain head OF light
| And cast its flames upon the sun?
| What influences thee inspire
| Along the flame beSpattered track?
And when thOuSt left the load or fire
| What inspiration Calls thee back?
! s''Great stream OF mystery, whose CLEAN
| D3fieS the sun thou waiteSt on,
And ven in its angry beam,
Still drop thy starry shadows down,
| What attributes are thine to make
| The mon arch of our system quail
Along thy wild star dusty wake
| And Jade a flash ami flash and fall 4"
'That seems pretty reasonable" observed
| the police reporter. There's something plain
| tive and melancholy about that. Who wrote
| it,"
''Some woman" replied the religious editor.
! land I've got to fix it up You see a good deal
] of it is plagiarized. And now upon the eastern
! sky, Framed in the scarlet of the dawn!' That's
! from The loves of the Angels How'll we fix
| it,"
! You want it original, I suppose" suggested
the exchange editor, land the words must
! rhyme. Why not say, To BASTARD. ii the morn
! is dry. Look out the window ere it's dawn!' That
! poems ever printed"
| Go home and sleep it Off" growled the polit-
ical reporter. What you want is:
| set the alarm for five O'clock
Almost any pleasant morni'
/ That's the way to lead off,
But clock don't rhyme with Sigh" OBJ
| jected the law reporter.
| That's So" conceded the police reporter:
but you can change that line so it will. Just
| say. And don your pantaOOns and SOCK See?"
| Then you've got to change the long curved
silver band around" said the religious editor
| We might make that line, And look at the
comet before it's gone. That fetches it, Now
this business, That foams high up toward the
| blue RIiey's idea of 'Updashed against the
| foaming west knocks that
| III tell you. said the exchange editor, ''stick
| in And sticks out like billiard cue That's
what it does and it sounds well!'
Hes right about that" murmured the law
| reporter This Ma estic messenger of night
| sounds too much like brakes Majestic monarch
of the cloud!' Don't like it." .''-7.i.'.-
''Here!" exclaimed the political reporter.
''make that Oh comet who's been I'D all nipht
| Put that in"
Good enough chimed tine religious editor.
| '.These lines, From some tar fountain head of
| light. And cast its flames upon the SUM- That's
| from the Yelled Prophet who said, Did not
| their comets bring, as l to thee, From lights
own fount supplies of brilliancy?"
''Whe'd he say that to-" demanded the law
| reporter
''Some girl" returned the religious editor
This same girl? The one who wrote this
| poetry" asked the exchange editor
No, no" replied the police reporter, impa-
| tlently. Not this girl-s'mother gfrll''
"Ho. no! Othello business" muttered the
| exchange editor. "Well. yon can fix that
Hat SHlohillS Stdr gave you the ugnt that
| you've just given to the SUM- Hows that?"
"That's poetry sir 1 congratulate you!" ex-
| claimed the law reporter, dashing his fist on the
| table
But isn't it pretty much the same idea ?" pro-
tested the religious editor.
Not at all" proclaimed the law reporter.
1.-THE Prophet talks about lights own fount'
] That's box of matches. fgurativey speaking,
! but this man stops short on a stub-lght. Put
! that right down before you forget it'
hat CHI a11 yUa do ahnpf
tered track business ?" inquired the religious
| editor. Il don't know where it's from, out it
doesn't sound original"
! Just put it Along the heavens trackless
track. suggested the exchange editor, encour-
| aged by his former success.
| land follow it up in the last line with, How
| the deuce are you going to get back p" supple
| mented the police reporter
| THAT fixes two verses. and I don't like the
third at all. said the religious editor, reading
| 1t over. s. We should tail it off with something
| more natural"
| You might ring in something about its hay
| ing busted" muttered the political reporter
"fou could lead with, Great comet, who didst
You bet!' exclaimed the religious editor.
''and then we Can use the second line. How
| about the third?'
g. It's time for you to up and Dust >" recon-
| mended the law reporter. Its sangy but
| people will understand it,
And then you can go some genuine poetry
| toward the end" suggested the political re-
porter " How's this, Such big commissions in
| the sum- That's for the sixth line"
And You trouble breeding son of gun!
tapers it like shoe peg!" exclaimed the re-
lgious editor. "Now I'll read it:
"'Set the alarm for five O'Clock,
Almost any pleasant morn,
And don your pantalOons and sock
And look at the comet before it's gone
Its flaming hair streams through the red,
And sticks out like a billiard cue,
n hoy low had
or sleeping clouds with silver dew.
".Oh comet, who's been up all night,
What courses art thou doomed to rum
Wnat smoking star gave you the light
mat you've just given to the sun?
What Influences thee inspire
Along the heavens tracklesS track!
And when thou'st left thy load OF flre.
HOW the deuce are you going to get backi
"'Great comet. who did'st early bustl
And defy the sun you waited On,
It's time for you to up and dust.
And drop thy starry shadows down.
What attributes are thine TO make
Such big commissions in the sun.
Along thy wild star dusty wake
You trouble breeding son OF gum"
chats it, said the law reporter. 'sTake 1t
in to the managing editor"
But this the religious editor refused to do.
and it was finally agreed to leave it on the
table
Its quite some poetry" said the police re-
| porter. as they scuttled down stairs.
| have never had anything like that before, and
| won't that girl be astonished2"
| One OF che James' Gang I'm Virginia.
From the Blacksburg News.
John BOwser. who was arrested last week BY
Constable Harris, was released upon parties from
Giles appearing and failing to identify him or
| the horse he rode. Since his release the
sheriff OF Smyth came here for him. and we are
| informed that he turns out to be an escaped
| convict and q member of the Jesse James gang:
| that he had once been In prison, when some
outside party got q key and baked it in the CEN
| ter OF piece of bread which was given to him.
| and he thus made his escape. If these facts be
true, and they came to US straight, it Is great
! pity that Officer Harris could Rot have held him
few days longer But he did his duty under
! the circumstances
| We are told he crossed into Pulaski at pep-
pers ferry where he gave his name as Buch-
anan, and later, as John Grey, of BiaeKsburg.