The commonwealth. (Greenwood, Miss.) 1896-1923, 1897-08-26
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They Followed Copy.

Cincinnati Enquirer Gazette some years
ago was extensively copied We RI
publish 1t for the benefit of those of our
readers who have not experienced the
pleasure % laughing over il,
Horrors, what an obscure hand Won
write said the literary editor 10 the
new space writer ~ he turned in n bit
of poetry,
Oh. it's plain enough interirctcd
the poet hastily. The rhymes and the
meter will help the compositor ont md
thcrell not be the least bit of trouble II
they just follow copy,
And the manuscript went husting up
the tube TO the composing room
'Saay, what dodgnstcd chunp has
been sending in his chinese laundry hill
for copy, wildly yelled slug 10, wiping
n sudden burst Of perspintion from his
brow and glnring at his last take" |
can't make head or tail ont of this thing
We'll, chinese or no chinese cried
the hurrying foreman, make whatever
you can out of IT and snag it up In short
order, for we're late now.
And the type fairly jumped from tho
case into the stick
Good Caesar, gasped the proofrcnd.
cr clutching at his brow, are my eyes
failing or Is this u premonition Of ncr.
vous prostrntionY" Then he rubbed his
eyes and started. by the gods cithcrl
have got the blind staggcrs or slug ios
on II royal toot"
At that instant a scream came down
the spout Rush that proof along for
heavens sake, we're late"
The proof reader groancd, galloped
down the column, hesitatcd, then dcs
perately thrust the slip into the tube,
huskily murmering, '1comparcti II with
the copy, and that's as near NJ can get
to Hebrew these days
That night the new space writer hur.
ricdly wrapped up and addressed n copy
of the issue without n glance and drop.
ped IL into the mail with this brief note.
My Onlicst Sweet and Dearest Marie:
send You n number Of the Sunday
supplement containing my little poem.
fonr face was an ever present inspira-
tion 10 me when ] wrote, and happy
thoughts of You inspired every sentence.
Here you will find expressed what have
ever felt toward you, hut have hardly
dared to voice before. Till death, etc.
Miss Marie Courtland Van Clifton
glanced through the tender note blush.
cd with pleasure, and hurricdly opening
the paper. read; .r
Whrn the breeze from the bIuclr,tic's hlus-
'"ring bIim,
Twirls tho toads IN Il toor,s,nni,p,
And the whiskcy whine " thr wce,Ile,on,e
whim
'ronhnt tht roll ~ the tDiarnttOO;
Then dream In thr shade ~ the shally -go-shs
Aud the vot'r of tho baiIymolay
Bring, the smell " stale poppy cod, blum
mcrcd In blec
From the wIllywad over the way.
All. the shuddcrlng shoe and the blinkctty
blanks
When the bnnRlung falls from the lwugII
IN the blast " II hurricanes hichctty- hanks
over the hills " the hockcity-bow.
Give the rgnmarolc 10 the clangcry- wang
II they care for such Hddedcdcr
But III" 'hihgumlnd kiss " tho whangery-
Keeps the hipplcd- -piggIc for me.
LENvOI
II Is pilly -po-doldc and uligobupg
When the loly-pop covers the ground.
We, the IDilididdlr pcrishes plunkcty- -piunv
When the heart Jimmy goggles around.
u the soul cannot snoOp at the gigglcsDmc
cart,
seeking surrcasc in gIuggc,y-slug,
IT Is useless 10 say To the puisating heart.
"fankcc-dpdic ker-chuggciy -cbuyi"
The new space writer and Miss Marie
Jourtland Van Clifton are not engaged
row.