Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1895-02-22

ISCENE-A side street in Paradise. La
Mourio, Gregorio, McGillivarius and Fuller
ius on the corner near the p%ostOfice, with
dropping wings, each drumming idly on a
harp.]
LAMouR1o-Gregorio, unhitch these awkward
wings,
Which flap and fly about, and tire m'arms.
I fain would walk, and stretch m cramped limb
Unhampered by these pinions. and this harp.
Let's cast about for some Columbian guard,
To set us on the way to some cool spot
Wherein we may court quiet and repose.
This halo weighs full heavy on my brow
And fain I'd hang it on some bending limb
To cool m fevered temples in the breeze
Which watts a sweet perfume from yonder grove.
GREaoR1o-'Tis done, LaMourio. Now let us
hence,
Unto yon dropping elms, whose spreading
shade
Bids welcome to the traveller, all worn
And weary from incessant flight throughout
This heavily realm. But say, what think'st
thou
Of sights SO far unfolded to our gaze?
LAMoUR1o-P 'rhaps 'twere not my province cen
to lisp
Wherein improvement might we'll be achieved.
AND yet. withal. it is a pleasing place,
Far cooler than my enemies on earth
Were wont full noisily to ~prophesy
l should encounter in eternity.
McG1LLIvAhIUs- Perhaps, LaMourio. 7Eut down
below,
Thoult find it warm enough. Great kissing
seams
OF Lehigh COAL saw them as we pas ed-
Expel a blistering heat, cen full as hot
AS any Argus roast. And by m soul
I swelled with pride to see those glowing Goals ;
ALI creatures of m own discovered veins,
A cracking. glowing 1ivid m ass Of nanoa
Methinks, although, some better scheme or plan
Is there in vogue for reasonable rates
Than back in the Dakotes. 1t were we'll
For me to look into this matter close,
Pelchance solution may be brought about
And this perplexity be smoothed away.
FULLER1us-I Say, LaMourio, did'st thou take
EOte,
Of hese great golden pillars at the gate,
Wherein we entered? And those cleaning pearls
And rubies red that studded cen the bars,
Which slow descended as we raped without?
L wonder If that gorgeousness was real
Or bat a hollow sham of baser coin
And pasty jewels. Even rs l stood
And gazed upon those wondrous, priceless gems,
L felt the throbblng thrill of keen desire
10 make a single pass, with them the stake.
And then, methought, tn elusive seven might
Be shy and fail me at the sticking point.
McG1LL1vAR1Us-And as l looked about, and
cast m eye
Throughout and DER this endless stretch of
lands,
These spreading woods, the soft, perfumed air,
And heard the gentle murmurins of streams
Which FLASHED and played and sparkled as they
flowed
Ye Gods, methought, and what an endless chance
To redistrict, and make again anew
These gen'rous boundaries. My bosom swelled,
With eagerness to enter on the work.
GREaon1o-A pity 'twere Edwardius were not
here,
TO revel in these beauties, scattered round
With such a lavish hand. And yet I fear
He hath not yet arrived within the gates.
LAMouR1o-Full probable it is. he's down be-
low,
Perfecting now a plan. whereby the imps
Shall be shut oat by common creed or law,
From mining coal, except on state account,
FuLLER1Us-These drowsy breezes full seductive
To WOO m wear eyelids. Fain would I
Lie down upon these downy Leaves and rest.
Let's all agree concurrently. AND dream
OF pleasures paradisaic in store.
LAMouR1o-Agreed Fullerius, but ere we sleep
I'll meet you in one game of seven up,
My halo as a wager 'gainst your own,
Gregorio to hold the stakes, forsooth,
McGillivarius to keep the score
With sainted Peter as the referee.
him on the hip.
Begin LaMourio. Now let us play.
LAMoURIo-Now bark you, Peter, see the game
is fair,
And forfeit are the stakes to either one.
Who from the bottom tries to turn a jack.
THE game begins.