The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-12-25
THE VOICE FROM OLD KENTUCKY
a Familiar Strain Heard Abroad Mad.
an American Homesick.
From The Kansas C,tv stor

From the Kansas City Star.
90 you came back, after all, colonsls
When saw you ia Paris two years ago vo,
told me that Paris was your home Won
said that it fit you like an old glove. tba,
the boulevards were made for You. and .bss
you never expected to come over To this
SIDE OF the pond again. How came Won -
change your mindw W
II got homesick."
HOmesicki Homesicks Well, that's Dood
Like schoolgirl, chs What do Won eb,nS
OF that, gentlemens The colonel got home
SICK. de, who hasn't had home in tbirt,
years-who has been roaming the earth avs,
since Lee surrendered. Touch the button
colonel. The drinks are on your
w eh pleasure, judge, but pardon me- 10
Iall Co understand the cause of Won mari
ment. As the doctor says, 1t has been manr
years since have known home: but
Jon Keep the BOY waiting. A little bour.
BON Tor me- Yes, many years, gentleman
many years Bus l was homesick, homaI
SICK, Just the same. And confess thai the
incident that sent me back will probablv
appear trivial and absurd to you. had msda
up my mind to make Paris my home FOR
wandersr like me it seemed about the pro.
per haven. like its ways. like its plav
houses. In fact, l like everything about Par,
except Its taspe in the matter of drinks
But you don't have to drink absinthe unless
you care to, and | thought / was at last
satisfied to settle down. felt so Thoroughly
established that l began to think of doing
some work, and actually did little writing.
Ihls went on for a year or more and fully
determined to stay right there like an old
hull on the beach until the timbers fell
apart.
AT last, some way or other, however. I
began to feel a strong feeling of unrest /
got nervous. began to worry about my
liver. consulted a doctor. He, the idiot.
advised me to quit smoking and l advised
him to go to that place where people ars
supposed to smoke forever. | decided THAI
i would run down to Rome and to see the
gay old town OF dirty beggars, bid farewell
to meat. 1t was just the time for the carni-
val, so TO Rome | went. | didn't enjoy
myself. met many people l knew, but
none for whom l cared. It's hard for a
man 70 mako merry all alone. / wondered
who had ever seen in the carnival before,
l had personal grivance against every body
who was enjoying himself When some one
threw handful of confetti over me / swore,
made up my mind to stay it out, however.
l had good window on the Corso near the
Piazza de Popolo, and there was no use
running away. The blue devils would have
followed me. You can imagine me sitting
there all alone. biting a cigar and frowninR
down upon at the gay crowd in the Corso.
Little girls pointed me out and threw con-
fetti at me and then, when did not smile,
said something about the evil eye and got
away. The noise made my head ache.
Some friends called to me from passing
carriages and / almost forgot to return
their saiutation. But all of sudden my
ears caught Whit Of an old melody. At
first, gentlemen, l was not sure. l thought
the tune was just running through my
mind. But someone was surely singing,
Above all the noise l could catch the song
and the tinkliDg of banjos away down the
street. Very faint, but coming nearer:
Weep no mo-, my lady, weep no mo- to-day.
For I'll sing one song OBJ de old Kaintucky
Home,
o b de ole Ksintucky home so faraway.
doctor, don't know just what you
would have made out of a study of nv
brain when l caught those words, but do
know that it darted electricity through
every nerve in my body. The singers
were coming my way-four good strong.
American boys, Woodford county boys.
I'll bet They were in an open carriage
and were blackened to look like darkeys.
When they got under my window jumped
| up and gave rebel yell that shook the
vatican. They looked up, laughed aud
| kept on singing. / strained my ear as they
went on down the Corso, and when caught
the last echo, hang 1t, gentlemen, there was
| a lump In my throat as big as your fist. |
sailed for New York the very next week,
and three weeks later | took a drink ia
| Louisville.
"Weli, here's the boy. Everybody stand.
| ing, please. Here's to The Old Kentucky
| HGme'n