Madison times. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1884-1???, 1884-07-19
INTERVIEWING A POETESS.

The "Kissing a Man Blue With Fiery
| Yesrn Business.
Merchant Traveller.
Shortly after that high temperature
poetess, the lat Miss Ella Wheeler, wrote
these generous lines:
81 will love the man whom my soul re-
veres
And kiss him blue with fiery yearn,'
she was in CINCINNATI, and Charlie Scan
Ian, of the Enquirer, was sent out to in
terview her. He felt an inadequateuess
to the task, so he hunted up Marfieid, of
the same paper, and told him he wanted
him to 60 with MIN to see Ella Wheeler.
'Whofur?" asked that worthy, in the
brief language of the reporter
"You know Ella, don't you? Well, she
has just come down the homestretch,
with ten-fue base-burner, double-draft
poem of some cocopi l. onous kind or other,
and Pm to 60 and see her, and l want
you to 60 with me to sort OF keep her
from biting, while put the halter on
her. You understand"
"Oh, yes, understand. She kicks,
don't she? Is she shod on her hind feet?
What's her record? What"
Hold on! What are you talking
about? It's Ella Wheeler the poetess,
you are to see."
That's all right, but you don't catch
me taking no chances. know women !;
they fly up at both ends and in the mid
die, ali at once, like hoop, when you
tread on it. But I'll go with you and
take the risk of realizing on life insur-
ance policy"
SO the two reporters went to the hotel,
sent up their cards, and in a short time
were in the parlor waiting for Ella, who
presently came in.
| "Ah," said Charlie, rising and uowing,
"Miss Wheeler, l presumed Pm MIR.
Scanfeld, of the Enquirer, and this is my
friend, MIR. Marian"
Gentlemen, what have done?"
Why" responded Charlie with alac-
rity, his usual suavity returning, "are
you not the author of the we'll known
lines:
|, Il will love the man whom my soul re-
veres,
FL And kiss him blue with a fiery yearn?"
al am that she," was the dignified re-
ply:
"Well, Miss Wheeler, will you object
to talking about them Tor brief season!
L don't care to talk to you about any
other OF your poems this one will
be all, and only those TWO lines"
/. Proceed with your questions" smiled
the poetess, letting her head rest on the
index finger OF her right hand, until
that member was bent halfway to the
wrist.
81 do not desire to be inquisitive at ali
but have you ever met the man whom
your soul reveres?" inquired Charlie
, Marfield got up and went over near the
door.
t mo, sir, l can't say that have"
. Then you have never kissed him blue
/ with fiery yearn?'
' "No, sir" with emphasis.
"Ah, indeed? Then you do not write
/ 50 much from practical experience al
e from theoretical observation. May in
: Qure, Miss Wheeler, II you ever saw 9
D man kissed blue, With a fiery yearn, in
the hands OF poetic woman?"
No, sir, L don't think l ever did"
"EAcuse, NE, but have your observa
ions exten ued sufficiently lar for you tC
D inforln ,he readers OF the Enquirer about
what shade ot blue you would kiss g
e man, Ii the hery yearn was working
S smooth, 10 bolt heads loose, no cogs out
OF anything of that sort?" Charley he
gan sharpening his pencil and MartelC
edged his chair nearer the door.
well, really, sir, II"
2 "Oh, yes, vi course. | understand per
, Iectly,' put IN Charley, now Thoroughly
at home and at himself in his interview
= ing, IL know exactly how it is abou
these darned new tangled fiery yearns
: keely motors and that kind of thing
9 They need to be creased and run awhile
before they will work well, and l fee
assured that if go back and tell oul
4 iolks you can't go into particulars abou
Just what shade of blue you can put OH
| man with your fiery yearn in its pi esen
f raw state, they won't say a word. Blu
between Just us three now, in real con
9 tidential way, Ella, would you mind try
iEg it on my Trend Martield, there? U
v course, 1 wouldn't expect it to work Yer,
I well OH him, but l might get some idea
{ you know, as TO its action IN harness, s.
I to speak"
: MISUNDERSTANDING, MI
I-D
o Don't do il, if you don't want to, Ella
a don't want no woman to put hersel
out of the way on my account. L low
s fine poetry, and l venerate those win
s write it. 1 consider those lines secon;
8 to none, and their lair writer's wish
d law to me, but at the same time l an
e dead struck on seeing you kiss Married.
blue with fiery earn. He usually get
red when the giddy creatures try tina
sort of a game on him, but L bet dol
e lar to-day, with one OF the gang, that
70 Then there was crash at one end O
the room and wbirr at the other, ant
y as Scanlan looked up to see Martiel'
J. dive through The door. the pOetess mad
f. Q break through the portierre, and Char
O ley blurted out, "Good gosh, why didn'
they tell me it was loadedw
u Then he picked up his hat and wen
If out, mutterng, There, by thunder,
/" clean forgot to ask her if she had a pat
!. ent on it. Dang this poetry business, any
!. how"
In a Diving Suit.