The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1898-03-06

"a It's mission or It's ODJect--uedtiiiB on
| the outer door.
"Douhiless," said still I'm dreaming
! blow the sun without Is beaming,J
Twas nightmare DER me SCANNING
Simply this and nothing more"
Looking back into my ledger once again
commenced the sedgor.
Banging on the window, something loud
er than before.
| Surely" said T. surely that is
Something at my window lattice;
Let me see then where my hat is,
| And this mystery explore.
| Tis the Wind and nothing moFe,"
Falling from the desk in anger out rushed
10 stop the bangor.
Whom now n seemed was likely to bang
hole into the door
Dcsolate, yet all undaunted, in the door
my form | planted,
Sir said 1, 'or madam, truly your for
gtyeness ! implore
But the fact Is am breaking
And my head with pain is aching,
And l though the earth was quakinEi"
Here ! opened wide the door
a tin plaeard OF box-ear letters was aaiIed
thereon with stecly letters.
Advertising "J-lneh skies" and over there
The 9-ineh fouF
With the long twist and the short
twist"
And the nat plug ali galore!
All this vas there and something more!
o-c INTO my Office turning. whore smol-
darlng 'snipe' WAS burning,
il the ittle Office chair where I'd sat
and dreamed before.
when IN stepped q stalwart drummer,
Doomed q sil the robes OF summer.
And with mien OF king or kaiser,
Cast his grips upon the floor
Merely this and nothing more,
Prince or pauper," said /, turning. with
nay ears With anger burning,
Tell me what thy lordy name is-rm
the man you wish 10 bore,
Tell this soul with sorrow laden.
As you would a blushiug maiden.
Tell me what Thy iorlly name is,
Tell me truly impiorei"
Quoth the drummer: Lovely store"
MY friend said he, You've heard the
rumor. OF the much berated bloomer
And other kinds OF habits that make the
old maids sore
You've heard OF maidens floke,
And the bike of yore called cycle
With its polished. shining nickel
All this, perhaps, and more!
But you've never heard the story OF our
peerless Little Tory
And the undivided glory our Dixie
Maiden has IN storel
So much merit FOX little money
VIII make your people feel quite funny,
But my bus IS coming, sonny
just write your namo, and-'nothins
morel"
wrote my name with trembling fingers
and in my mind the spell still fingers
That of all the bees with poisoned sting
ers, there are none that make you
half AS sore
You call tho Knight or modern drummer.
Who comes unhldden through your door
And takes tobacco eyermorcl
Prince of prices" said growing. tell
me this; | see you're leaving"
And my chest with sohs was heaving
what She future has In store.
Can this soul with sorrow laden
countermand your Dixie Maiden
II your magic spell should leave me
Inside OF thirty days or more?
Quoth the drummer: "Nevcrmore."
Then this marble-heart beguiing my sad
fancy into smiling.
| Here an idea crossed the threshold. that
| I'D often had before
| Let him put II in | muttered
And he scarcely more than uttered,
| While my heart with JOY was iutlered,
Other fish have bit bofore."
when break his gllls will culver and
| III see this angel shivcr
| And his job Will cross the river whore
/ my hopes have flown before!
food knight said l. thou art no craven,
Tho thy crest be shorn and shayen
4 M ar..s. Ia.
| give me all you've got and more"
Here the knight said; "Nevermore,"
"be that word our sign or parting. knight
~. or knave," I shrieked unsiarting,
Take Thy grips from out my house and
that sign from off my door,
Leave no tin tag as n token
0f the glass thy stroke hath broken.
axe back the words so rashly spoken,
\ " In your lung q hole I'll borelr
Quoth The drummer: "Neyer,norer
mere his optics sought the ceiling and his
knees were quickly kneeiing
Ahd me twilight DER him stealing cas-,
MS shadow on the floor
Nothing further then uttered.
no, lear without was futtered
And rose and softly mu,iercd.
Man u mir,h. there is the door..
But the drummer still was smiling n sm,I.
4, 80 bland and 20 heg'lline
Ana az the while was piing piling sam.
plos on the office floor: -
And his tongue my thoughts are bestinu
Now Ia earnest now IN testing
since res gone my sou, Is resting.
May he come. nhl neyermorc,
r., William d. Haden.
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