The Big Stone Gap post. [volume] (Big Stone Gap, Wise County, Va.) 1892-1928, 1893-02-23
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thing wuTkk 81. g
Oh what subject, please inquired the
agent
Give s,s ID new verse OF ihe beautiful
snow 'y' sag gested.
Tile ageas turned il little bruss thiaga-
nlaiig and ground oil
as OH. beautiful ss,ow, In thy yeck less path,
Thregding shy course from heayrii 10 cart
SAFELY, and siient-witb Hoiseteks tread So
As angels descend ai,d take chrBe OF the dcad.
s.s.s N or, LET me try it, Il remarked, before
the agent had time to apologize, forsthe
measure and metre being off beat, and ont
of whack, lie very politely monkeyed of
from the machine and surrendered his
tripod, and ground out the following:
:. Array FOR The snow, . cried Michael Roy,
rs lie returned frern the Inn, in flnrraw OF joy
tie mir Of sCo'ne home with me father, right
But, alas
His heels slipped from, under, and he come
Or the stainless bosom of tile beautiful snow.
aHoldt Hold on, please," cried the
agent, stthe tension is too tight, and he
glanced his OF eye up as though he thought
it Was me instead of the tension that
was foo tighf. He screwed up another
little harmony key on what he said was
"a slarp, transposcd to b fiat, and
started Off on:
s.Mary had little lamb
"Hold on" / said, sMr. Agent,l think
have heard that remark before, some
where, aud with the initial inspiration, /
believe ]. can make her go this time. and
mounting the tripod, succeeded. as fol-
lows:
Mar3 bad little lamb,
she iai7 IL oIsa shelf, 81 "a.
1888 ~ eyery tire Ii shook its-foot, 1rass9
You Anow how it 1t yourself!
"You have foe much animal magnetism
in your nervous system this morning for
poems; please permit me to adjust the
machine to blank verse, and you can try
again. I"
He turned up the thing on what he
called OSCILLATION, and wrote:
First time he kissed me, and he only kissed
The fugers uf this hand wierewith write,
And ever since. it has grew more clear and whit;
Slow to the world greeting, quick with its oh list
Where the angels speak
The second passed The flrsl--haf missed ALI
Falingon my hair-Oh, beyond need this was
The chrisni Of love, and loves own sanciifying
Sweetness did proceed.
The third upon my lips was folded down
In perfect purple state since when indeed
have been proud and said: Ny love, my own!
Now fry this blank verse, requested
the agent, land think you will succeed.
Please remember the subject IS the sen,
sation produced by your first kiss-and
put your soul into the poetry"
did, and the machine said:
planted myself right down ina tetea-tete beside her
Tossed one anu around Der neck, and pothcr one
Where the cirsingle cntwineth about boss;
Gently squeezed her wasp moulded form. and
Felt so good shed tears! kissed her cherry lips,
Kissed 80 hard fractured one Of her carious teeth
The earth reelsd-curious feelings played along my
back
Bone, and my toes felt like m.nuows Libbling them.
have not bought the machine yet.
FRANK LINDSEY.