The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1897-08-31
FUN WITH TIE CHS.


own statement, lis not run for the benefit OF
the public. but for the amusement of the
proprietor" is having lots Of fun with tho
Citizens Union. which insists on nominating
Seth Low for the first mayor of Greater
Now York" Here is its latest effort in that
lire:
Abont tho most bedraggled thing in town
yesterday morning was the banner that Is
supposed 20 float proudly In front Of the Citi'
zens' Union headquarters in Fast Twenty
third str"@t. An Ill wind which may have
blown somebody else good had raised the
other thing with the banner The stan had
snapped in two, and being held together by
the cloth, had wound around and around IT.
self until the blue and white ensign had be-
come weary mass Of tangled sogginess'
Thus il typihed the feelings OF the cts.
The trouble with the Cits yesterday morn
ing was that their stock Of poetry had run
out. Cits do not live by bread alone, but
mainly by highly moral little campaign dit
ties, with which they cheer themselves on
along the thorny path Of virtue. Al present
they can't afford TO keep poet on the prem
ises. In this respect they are behind the Re
puhlicans, who have the Hon. William seary,
and tho Democrats, who can at any moment
their prize izz pop, Mr. WIN. sulzer or, if the
worst comes TO the worst, may fall back upon
the eminent university founder, Mr.. John
Brisben Walker. But the unfortunate Cts
must, peIforce rely upon the enthus Of
the general membership 20 ctlioresce into
song As nll the effusions hitherto received
had been barely enough to fit ont the various
brands Of Low campaign buttons one coup
- L. a Nl...
poesy department, who unfortunately is not
poet himself, was in despsir. A sun reporter
who had dropped in about noon TO ask for the
latest quotations ON the Low market called
his attention TO the condition of the bedrag-
gled banner
Let it draggle, p" said the poesy sharp hope
lessiy. 1T expresses my feelings precisely"
What's the matterY'' asked the reporter
sympathetcally. Lost another voteT
Worse than that Here we are ready to
begin a campaign OF light and innocent amuse-
ment, recreation and instruction, and we
haven't got song to help along with. It's
sickening Look at that pile Of mail. l
haven't the heart To open it. Its prose, prose,
prose; all prose. What is prose 10 hearts that
pant for expression in songq'
The reporter glanced at the pile Of letters
indicated. Almost Mt the top was an envelope
of that bulky aspect which usually denotes
the rejected manuscript. He picked it up and
handed it TO the head OF The p,osy depart
ment, with tho suggestion that il might be of
value I'm the crisis. 10 was good guess. Tho
unhappy Cit opened it, extracted bunch OF
manuscript neatly folded. glanced theroat
and leaped from his seat to perform Gancs
of joy.
AT lasti at lastl" he warbled. "We are
saved IL ~ poetryl Just in the nick OF
time"
"But you haven't read IL yet. 1t may not
be good, suggested the reporter.
BAH" retorted the joyous C.S in disdain.
ITS verse and that's enough. whoop!
Hooray Let's have drink" and making
to closet he snatched forth bottle and
took deep draught of milk. Thus cxhilarat-
ed he spread out the manuscript and began
TO read the first poem, entitled The Citi-
zens tInion":
Now the parties arc divided
And there's rupture in tie camDs;
Now they scratch and bite each other.
Aud dcnounce each other 'Scainps.'
Whom the captain from Tioga
ssCys 10 shall bo $50 and 50.
Though his talk be high and 'Quiggy"
His intentions they are Low.
"what do you think of that?" he cried,
after the first verse, W ether from
spirit of mercy or 20 get his breath the re
porter was unable to determine, and, with
out waiting for reply, proceeded:
Amt IL lovely Won't that tak' with the
masses? Why, they II be singing that on the
Bowory in a week Catch that fun in the last
line? His intentions they are Low, Low,
low: see? Think that's too abstrusof Maybe
whom have it printed on leaflets I'd better
put star there end explain in "A footnote.
Here's another verse"
Tefore the reporter could protest the poesy
specialist was ut IL again:
From the ocean to westchester-
From the Hudson to the sea
Watch the Union gather numbers
For the May or-al-i-tyl
'Tis no trifing host advancing
Meath mi summers hottest glow
Soon th- laborers vote Will conquer,
And 'ts thus well bring them Low
''Same pun on the end, only with differ
ent turn" he chuctled. Great, ain't it2'
who did il ?" asked the reporter.
The Cit bestowed sly glance upon him.
1T is signed" he said. with two names,
but suspect that they are used as blind for
n greater name, a name so great that
Can't you guessp'
"heaven forbid" exclaimed the reporter.
The law OF libel"
II don't soc what the law Of libel has 90 do
with it," returned the other coldly; "but If
you are not sufficiently discerning to sec
through that transparent disguise and recog-
nizo the poet from the style. IN try you with
another This is entitled TO Our Foes;'
"Oh, we don't know,
lou amt 40 warml
Our trembling foe
Well take 10y storm;
And with Seth Low
Well win on FORM
'Is that by the same lobst-songster ~ asked
the reporter.
Gould any one fail 10 see the similarity in
Iffrrapt ,l,at's oil