The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1890-08-14
THE PoETEss OF MooADoRE,

OF Uncut 0enluh''slthfp hpeeilnsas ~
Rythm and Melody FROM h'thefto
Unknown Poeteas
ON Thursday last, just after 'he morn, ,3.,
CLEVELAND n Canton railroad, r-eaunVu -
tbia elty. "A atalwart girl ot Ihthel plplup.
W. snosi,os asrne,ranee entered the aaneluin
~ 'hs Nr,vs. DEMoORAT, Our young man
,,i,o dass the court house, the police court
ns,,,s the burglariea and the night llreh,
Wa inst nuttlng on the finishing touehen
M n brilliant article on the ahehgeiiehh
when tbe stalwart maiden ehlefeu, ehe
wns neither graceful, fat nor iorS ny,
evidently about thlrly'iye,, WIN W,lu
look about the eyes, nose hllRhll{ aAhlvi'
awe, ah0uldora hohewhht Hul uHhisu,
dreaaed la plum eoloreu noli'pae''o tau
dress, blue yarn hloekingn, WIN = W,'
colored gauae shawl, WIN HpGea''' iIsr
der trimmed with dark green lllhks' ,,l.s w.
head nxlns and hair arrangements WeIe
,"n clnborate for the English language 70
ndcdunteiy depict, With an ar oi con-
scIoiis auperlority she parted htr WIN pp'
etlc lips with this sentiment ....o,,rl
"ls tho editor Of the NEWA'ptNoVN"T w
this rOomY ..,...,.d ,Id
~ am In,n replied the talented e'u'
"what can do for you " ,.,.-.-..,..,.. t.,,,
III am moi acquainted with you'una, hul
1 am poet, 1 write for the press MoH9,
doro. on the line Of Portage ana Slmlll'
counties. la my home, have writ Tor lho
Rnvonnn Republican, but never gpl any
thing Tor il 'ccpi the paper, whleh eau
MADAM, name your price, Haid tile
now Interested reporter, ...itoo
any lowest figure IN three eehll NV
for short motor verses, Aud WIZ hNv p'R
Ina ordcra on either tea stores OF luWo''Gi
"Madan, you are. very gVhorHeul,' H,l,. ms W.
arc poor but We pay llborhllS LOT nIltV',iaa w.
talent, What vein DO you gWlNv, Wy
grave, the gny,. the ihhrvel9us' tvpn,hinoo w pahiuo
| ilvcly. and nt the same time perva9eu
with deep religious hohVhlVh" Z" "'''
our rondora demand" A.. t,o,u
rolling. llt ip beautifully Atlhoho RonoIpu,
romnrka, She aaidi VI am y ppel p'
nature and OF the affections l Gun el,u
write lorclbc on the laAhiohs' nu' hgu'
writn' IN not my .sSle' ...,. .,,io and
ax vour value nfte, wards, Can you show
mn now Have on nn eliuHion, WIN y9H
| tlint Won are willing TO risk your late on
UoTe our pootcah drew from deep nlut
noeltot a large roll Of manuscript ucu
| Win bme yarn, and commenced lo uh
rnyol, mot the manuscript bnt the SNIhl
| and having struck "hnrd pan uhuor 'n'
folds of "A newspaper cover, sue " oul Oh
a poem "to the affections az iolloWs'
"whon INST saw your charming IAoo'
Your winning ways, your maIehlcN grace
"stopl Stopl" said our reporter, "tllii
Ia loo sontlmcntnl, ipa too old, Byrol
and Shelley wore out this every llho sSl'
of rbymIng moro than sixty years aye
| What we want " something unique, ouu
funny and at the same time iull on phtho
and pity, How many linon are thoro 70 ,
verso In this poem ana now '"o"'
yoraog2n -.........
"Thcro are two lines to each yorSo Nl'
a hundred and eixty'ilVo, ,Norhos, p,.
NTwo lines will not do madam Eve
snco Whittier wrote Barbara Fritehio
tbo chonp fustian poets have done th'
two line business 70 DEATH Here our rc
porter snatchcd the poem from the lrom
ulous hand Of the nglAtod Tomato eh'
dashed of the following
owhon nrt saw your wrlnklod face,
yourmlnclng ways aud wabbllnggraoc'
uYour glancca In my bosom sank
"Llko an augcr IN o two inch plank
"Oh Won horrid man, you've spi led M
poemlh Exclaimed the irriintcd damaol
hYou nro pokln' fun NJ inc besides,
not bother with sich Ns YOU" Here sll
anntched back the manuscript an
whncked pale groon umbrella yigoIousl
on tue ddsk In close proximity TO uo r'
portor's nose,
our reporter, with that marvellous tat
TINT hna mado him famous, said, "Mht
nme, the qonius OF modern poetry col
sigta of bold sallios, sharp contrasts, on
atnrtllnp aituations, You have genlul
but your surroundings hnvo been 10
monotonous and tame, Your yoraos ~
mere platitudoa, without beauty or poou
flavor. Judging from your personal ~
pearanco, you would succeed bottcr
descriptive poetry have you no'n'ng
that linoYn ,,,
soothed and iattorod female,
"Read up your shortest ana boht" snl
E our reporter. She commoncodi
"Tho moon was ahlnln silver bright
Bright ~ the cottage maldcns eyes
The stars and clouds above the night,
We're bright like gllded paradise
"Hold on old girl, this g enough. ,Th
Is Tom Mooro's style, with the drearinol
OF Martin Tupper. You see thoro arc y
IldonHt nOtnlnR oIlkliui ou'N N"'
aimply drivel. Glvo me those verses lt
me aiId your gentle nature with the rlo
, gold Of reportorial genius" Ho wrote
oThe moon was pecIng silver white
white "a tho white Of wonchos eyes,
A stack Of pumpkins lay Aoorner
Intended for making pios."
snow you can SEQ the dliierent
madam, between poetry and stuif' Eyer
body knows what ! am talking ebou
Now read another verse; She reads
"lt was as bright and lovely night
Az mortal ever Baw--"
without wlnking our reporter chime
, in
oAnd tho old black cat sat by tho hrc
swabblng his nose with his paw"
I, She wildly gesticulated ~ our report,
with her fist, whaoking the dosk qui
vigorously and upsetting the INK an
! mate not. ~ inslst''--sho said, "that va
D arc fooiln'. You don't intend 10 buy n
, verses at all" -
"Madam, great minds arc, never az
tated over little voxations. Tho true 70
of genius 10 patience and fortitude' LOG
AT the suiferings and privauons OF u
! martyrs.n This soothed again her natu
Z nlly gentle nature and she proceededi