San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-08-24
Written for the LIGHT.
FAMOUS TRIP.
BY SHARPEYE.


Without display nor toOt of horn,
Old San Antoine secured by chance
I A mighty may'r to dazzle France
And show the world and gay Paree
} The shapely parts of Bryan c.;
Tho living here three dozen years
His leaving drew no lake of tears,
And very few observed with pain
The willy fellow take the train
And squeeze into double seat
And on another plant his feet.
The engineer remarked In Dutch
The train was loaded more than much,
And looking back he quickly saw
A foot or so of Bryan's jaw,
And knew, alas, the massive freight
Would make him at the stations late
And cause veXation and delay
Along the Sinuous right-of-way.
He shouted to the fireman brave
To make her hot or seek the grave,
To put the coal where needed most
While seeking the Atlantic coast,
For in one body on the train
| Were ninety thousand pounds of brain,
And several tons of flesh and bone
All from the town of San Antoine.
The stoker took the hint and scoop
Aud struggled till he got the Group,
Inserting coal with bliStered hands,
To speed the king to foreign lands
Although he kept the furnace full,
He found our Bryan hard to pull
And land on time in Gotham fair,
Which barely held the pOrtly may'r,
And turned upon its edge to see
King Bryan sail for dear Paree.
The ship was scarcely large enough
To freight him DER the pillows rough,
And cen the whales surveying him
Cared not to have him ''in the SWIM
Because old Jonah was crumb
'LongSide of Bryan, tough and grum,
And then again they hadn't room
To hide him from external gloom.
Although their jaws were big and fine
They little cared to tackle Brine,
But fastened off in numbers great
To feast upon more tender bait.
He landed safe in gay Paree,
And started out to feel and see
The dizzy world go whirllng round,
And at each step to hit the ground
With heavy force, with sick'ning thud,
And people knew Texas blood
Had struck the town between the eyes
And raised q hum of wondrOuS size.
Enlarging in his Yankee pants
He showed them how to walk on France;
How Texans tip the fOaming glass
Aud keep sea-turtles off the grass.
How city dads across the deep
Eye number one and seldom sleep:
How mayors write in letters bold
Their names on bridges without gold;
How city halls fall in decay
Before they're barely under way;
And also how our court supreme
Became an iridescent dream.
All this he did and held his own,
| This mighty man from San Antoine.
He fingered not in fes'i i've halls,
Where dancers kick out optic balls
And place the dainty, Ia pered shoe
Above ones head and out of view,
Because, tits said, the fellow game
Was indisposed a little lame,
And over good, as goodness goes,
To rip the ceiling with his toes.
Tho some admired the wild can-can,
Our Bryan was a modest. man
And could mt stand to have his eyes
| Kicked from their sockets to the skies.
He turned his back upon the dance
And fair and dazzling Paree, France,
And on the wharf in gay New York
Espied man behind cork
| Projecting from tiagon red,
And this is what he slyly said:
| Il used to Stutter, Brine, you know,
But am cured through eatin' snow.
An now to buS'neSS-have you heard
That Ii Oefling'S in-uLOn my word
He is with several feet or more
An maxim me an Schriener sore,
An ey'ry time he yells whoOp
He STICKS IS deeper in the soup
Hold up, you clam, there's people here
Who know us up from toe to ear
Said Bryan, with his nearest eye
Upon package labelled Rye"
The LIGHT, you know, has writers out
A-catchin' all we talk about
An telling thing, lets take pull
r That bottle is bit too full;
An hurry up, we may be late
To catch no train except the freight
The bottle passed, he Slyly drove
Between his lips fragrant Glove,
, And strutted up the crowded street,
+ A mighty genius, hard to beat,
a While Tom vibrated close behind,
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