The record-union., 1891-05-10
CLUSTER OF JEWELS.
Another Star Added to the Lit.
erary Heavens.

One of the s'Backwoods' Belles'' Crit
Santa Rosa-SeIections From Among
the Brilliant Gems-The Top Round
of the Ladder of Fame.
A discovery in the literary line has
been made in this city which, in justice
to the reading public, should not be
allowed to remain buried in obscurity.
1t is modest, dun-colored pamphlet
which braves the pillows of the literary
sea with a cargo of precious gems
under the name of "Gabriels Trum-
pet. Book of Washington. Pictures of
Life. Dictated by Conscience" The very
fact of poet having a conscience was
sufficient inducement for me to search it's
contents with more than ordinary inter
est. One cannot entertain the IDEA of the
degeneracy of the finer web of poesy
when one is entrapped in this subtle,
glittering mesh of ringing rhythm. Fol-
low me, pray you, through a few of its
f1ower-bordered mazes, keeping in mind
that it is local production, a poet all of
our very own.
He accedes to the fact that Washington
was "a grand, majestic, impartial man"
No star appears after this complimentary
mentiOn-it comes evidently from the
fullneSS Of a generous heart, and the GUS
tomary charge of ten cents line will not
be sent in among the claims against the
estate. The wind-up of the introduction
is as follows:
That keep bright their wisdom marks, tai
ented in rhyme,
May note some outline of ours worth an oc-
caSiOnal rub
To shine in the evershifting sands Of time;
And still to the extent am prepared for
fate,
After being whetted by the stone of adversIty,
welcome and kiss the hand of Destiny
While being pruned OF an Improbable pro-
pensity.
am yours, &c, ELIJAH JOSIAH JOSEPH.
/ Gull jewel here and there. An ac-
commodating feature of the phenomenal
work Is that one can begin at the middle
and read both ways, or read from finale
to the initial 1etter-it is all equally edify-
ing. AS moralist, Josiah ranks first.
81 can't Is very poor fuel by which to manu-
1acture steam
For the whistle Of warm laboriOus success.
"Pll try" though an indication of horse power
is generally not so expensive and more de-
sirable
AS feed for the poor mans steam heater.
as can't you and l would not be revel-
ing in the bewildering intricacies of ex-
qulsite rhyme.
Satan still thirsts for the pleasure of sin,
Thirsts as the mill for the grain coming in.
A dainty morsel is the stray divine
lie griDds in his jaws the scrub of all time,
lie sIlps III the mind OF the foxy scrub, slick,
Shiny, disgusting crime;
linen Then he rises, presses a shaggy furnace door,
Drops him IN, burns the scrub in his prime,
Hugs him, rubs him. in hot thirst of slime,
Slides him to the bottom of disgusting crime
Note the musical tinkling of those
llnes-as mellow as moonbeams in sum-
mer, as gentle as a zephyr waited over
browsing lily pads:
At last grows weary, withers and DECAYS.
Awaiting resurrection, prays II patient sees
light lives many days.
GOD looks DER the sinful world as we look
through q forest of trees
he sees each dying member, even notes the
whitening leaves.
While brushing the dampness from our last
wade in sin,
We step to His word, the only dry motto ask
It is quite late when thoroughly soaked.
Still 1t IS the only voice that allows us to float
My obtuse mind fails to grasp the hid
den, delicate meaning, but as the next
volcanic fragment begins:
The Great Physician now Is near,
The sympathizing Jesus.
. hear the voice of Jesus.
Ijudge he had stepped off the end of
wharf, or had been spearing troutlets in
pool. The frequent illusions to the
"hot thirst of cline" discover is merely
an accommodation phrase to rhyme
with 'disgusting crime" That is right
and proper, but Josiah, when ''slime" is
made to jingle with skies 1 cast the
gauntlet in the name of humanity, The
next upheaval of the mildewed imagin-
alton reaches the glory-fiooded hight of
Fame, but owing to the inclemency of
the meter and the wrong-font rhyme it
does not sustain hold:
What is he, who is he, so base denying the
Home of God,
He is q scrub in sin, pitched in the Land of
Experience to win.
Hes foxy cur, he cannot feel as the trainers
of independence, ne cannot see
Through his hlmsy scOrn and anger of weak
degree,
Gods Spirit flowing by sadness through the
Land OF Fortified Glee.
Liberty Gives a Light Heart Wings of
Love-He Flies it to Venus" Is the cap
ton under which a score of pages of am
orous tiddle-taddle are presented. JOSH
abs heart is evidently susceptible to the
gr0nde passion. In the preface the un-
crowned monarch of the world of song
calls on heaven TO witness that he is
wrapped in the embrace of content
lhellt. TFoH LIS lCllOC ramDllngS, how
ever, one forms the opinion that he
is in the throes of agony or the gaunt
clutch of uncertainty
Scattered through the all-hands-round
job lot OF asSine wailings that breathe of
Gnrequited love are excerpts from good
old hymn and tune book, without
credit, too. The soulful intensiveness of
his illusions casts a shadow over the
laurels on Byron's brow, and the finely
rounded sentences would mantle the face
of Kipling with flush of annoyance
akin to jealousy. For originality this
fragmentary prayer ascends TO the clouds
without an equal:
Give the modest and wise Thy cross as club,
Show him how to whip the dirty scrub,
Let scrubs hear take Satan'S
The only club left to fight us the rub.
The moon-struck hummer now dins
his quill into tinted ink up to the hubs,
lays aside his cuffs and other earthly en-
cumbrances and scars to Chapter vi,
treating Of Love of Bassanio bound for
Portia."
Gods gospel wire is pure electric fire.
1t starts US on the course, He carries US high,
still higher;
A belt Of which starts the belt ofsin
1t knocks it, then kicks 1t in the EVe-God
must win.
It starts us on the course above.
We rush around. dead stuck in love
It thrills us, it kills us, the fire burns sin,
w hen dead we see what fools we have been.
Elijah is surely an advocate of the
Electric Greed. From these morsels one
would readily imagine he expected to
gain the mysterious hence bv new and
novel route-sliding up creased wire:
The graves of the dead are a red-hot red;
1t - best to climb out by the gospel wire.
He comes willingly, leaves fire with vinegar
CT n mn yn fIa