The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-08-23
TO JACK HAvERLY.

TO JACK HAvERLY.
Jack H.verly, Jack EaverIy, wonder where
you are:
Are your fortunes cast with Sirius OF meath
tome kindlier star?
How happens it we never see your wondrous
minstrel show.
With its apt alterations, a. we used TO sears
agO3
All ebon aggregatious that affict these modern
times
Are equally unworthy OF our prose and OF cur
rhymes:
And vainiy pine and banker for the Joys that
used to come
With the trumpet's ump-ta-ra-ra and the big
How grand you looked. Jack Haverly, march
ing down the street
A diamond On your bosom. patent feathers on
your feet,
Your sturdy. curly mustsche, OF warm. sggres-
siYe hue.
Seemed 20 advertise the circumstance that there
were no flies ON you
First came the band. then you came, and next
your famous troupe.
And, last of all. youngsters with wild, hilar-
ioEis whoop.
For il couldn't be expected that we younkits
should be dumb
In the rapture OF those trumpets and that big
bass drum,
Jack Hsverly. the way you used to advertise
Why, with red and green the walls about our
village was aolsze,
And the Language was 10 beautiful that feel
prepared 70 say
That in literary circles you have not peer To-
day:
And the picture-sh, the pictures of your gal
axy OF mokes-
They were quite as dear as Christmas to US ru-
raj little folks:
For unto our callow fancies they bespoke the
joys that come
With the uumpets up-tars-ra and q big bass
The good you've done, Jack Hayerly, you never
For your influence upon us little boys was in
direct:
If we were nice and proper, nosher'd say that
The money for the tickets-and a popcorn ball
beside!
Though our grandma thought it terrible tia.
To athst abornination a negro minstrel show"
I've seen dear grandma perk her he&d-yes,
even heard her hum
To the music OF the trumpet and the big bass
drumi
Ny father used to tell me- Ton the quiep that
Wasn't near as good as christy's was somo forty
I'm certain be was preiudiced, and. when my
Besesch me 10 recount the best of all my youth
tell EN- of Jack Haverly and the silver cornet
band,
Tha, were the twin delight of every youngster in
the land,
As we fIe around the sitting-room and down
To the fancied cali Of trumpets and . big bass
drum!
Tell EN-. too. of Arlington, George Thatcher,
Luke schoolcTsft, Billy Emerson, Billy Manning
and Sam Price;
Barney Fagin and the Gormans, and that lovely
Ben Cotton. hughey Dougherty. the Rsnkins and
Cal wagner. Willis sweatnam, Charley Seaman,
Lew Benedict, WcAndrews, Frank Cushmsn aud
whv. their antics and their gimcrscks knocked
the blues 70 kingdom come
With de1ant ump-is-ra-ras and q big bass
drum.
In the hustle and the hustle OF these hsEsher
Life is brighter and made lighter by tie grace
OF the oIden tine and golden. when. Jake Hav-
Things % very bright and merry in the places
where you played;
Thssswee, singing goes ringing in M tickled
And that dancing so entrancing-why. ! never
Ye, this seeming 10 but dreaniog-idie fancy
And foiss wonder why in thunder keep harp
ing on of yore.
AIasl may not hear those CHEEKY dairy
songs again,
Nor see the interlocutor who so impressed ne
then
With his wealth OF cuffs and collar AID his two
bigfclusteT rings
And his solemn basso, which gets Sill more
solemn when he sings.
Aias! l may not see nor hear those merry
making mokes.
But. though live thousand years, shall see
and hear their jokes;
For negro minstrel nunor is like Rider Hag-
II goes Wandering down the ages into ssern-
nifty.
Jack Hayerly, here's hoping that some bright,
propitious star
Beams kindly down upon you vherssoe'ef your
interests are;
For ny heart Is warm s-towsrd YOU for tie Joy
Twas N:iIe wsmbling tyke: and were glad
To see vo1I marching up the street with your
duSky knights Il song.
Ry George I . head ere gang OF boys toAs
whOoo5d your way along,
And 70 STAKE nv al our pls1elts S1d &C.
claim would overcome
The iruzpet's uuD-Ea-rE-1s and TIE Zig pass
-Ea2e1e Fled