Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-05-13
I" Busy .ad Came Come Ous.n
rwRrrTss FOR THE STAR By ANNE xLLrs.1

WRITTEN FOR THE STAR By ANNE KLLrs1
In this our beauteous cline,
politician, with manner bland,
A plain old farmer thus approached:
NY friend, said he. with hearty grasp OF hand,
. How's wife and cherubs,-the little band
AZ nome? nope I've not encrOached
On sacred ground, In asking thus;
But, soanxOuS am l., feel must
Relieve my mind, in hopeful trust"
The honest yeoman,
With smiling face and pleased surprise,
Gazed fondly at the man, with beaming eyes,
And thus ed:-" The Old woman
And the chicks are mighty peart.
And Susan {ny darter} hez heart,
And twixt the sparks IL take no part
In milkin' nor the chores
But Spliced soon she'll be-
And then,-oh then!-he! hei"
The farmer laughed,
And arm In arm the two
Enterd the doorway of the Old time hall,
Into the room" where welcome all,
Who to the home should chance to call:
And the farmers wife with smiling face
At the hOspitable board gave the guest place,
And ate and drank he OF the hOmely fare,
With old friend this and Mrs. so and So that,
In kind good nature and social chat
sMy friend" said he,
ga Congressman fain would be,
Your vote would WISH and sons so brave
And when elected you viii plainly see,
To the Nations Capital, Fli welcome thee
An office give, should you ask.of me
Yes, yeS-he shall have OF me-
HOnorS Of no mean account
In glad return to thee"
He was elected
And to Washington he hied him,
In legislative halls one of the selected,
TO represent the people OF his land.
mansion fine he tiren must liye in;
valet. too, and servants right at hand;
carriage, too, wherein to rest him.
He soon fOrgetS the little band
Whose votes he begged SO very bland
His to obey, theirs tOcommand.
The honest yeoman
son he had, OF no mean learning,
Who for an Office had a yearning.
az niS sS trusting parent IN keen remembrance
To washington most quickly HE'D him.
Once at the Capitol, he sent his card in
Where the Hon. gent was in high state presidin.
But in his place, to the room without,
The message came-"He's busy and can't come
out"
He's busy and can't come Out?"
The c0untryman turned him about
With puzzled look and wondering eyes
While the Congressman on a sofa lies,
With cigar between his lips,
Quite Jolly-the result OF his tips.
Companions in fun encircle him about,
Pun, pun, pulling, jolly and Stout
constituents awaiting with mouth on the pOut-
Because they all are "busy and can't come out"
Home again he hied.
For most earnestly he'd tried
To see the Hon. at home and hall;
But always and forever was the shout
MT. So and Sos busy and can't come out"
And home he tarrled with tranquil air and mien,
Until election came around again,
And the Congressman was seen
HOmeward bound, as fast as steam
And railway cars could carry him.
Again he stands,
haf in han hofo
OF the house, where, to know his fate,
He comes again with manner bland
my little man." said he to the urchin
Who Ope'd the door, at his loud rappin,
sis papa in? Pray see, beg you;
A friend, am, OF his both good and true"
The lad entered, but soon turned him about
With the OminOuS words
Dads busy and can't come out"
The Hon. most surely
At election time securely,
Found to his cost
The game he had lost
Instead OF to Congress-
He went fishing for trout
For his constituents 'swere busy
And couldn't come out"