The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1898-03-13
KiDliDg and His PerOdists.
There is that about Kipling's vel
that suggests

There is that about Kipling's verse
that suggests
"A wet sheet and flowing sea
A wind that follows fast"
and 1t is not surprising that he has
set others to launching their little
craft to follow in his wake. The i'm
pulse is strong on one who sees self
confident rider racing a'ong on the
back of horse as conscious of its
power as the rider is of his skill, to
mount and join in the race. There is
a Virility and vigor about Kipling, a
swing to his thought and a Tilt to his
verse, and withal a freedom of thrust,
that is sure to provoke limitations, to
invite retorts. and to stir the pens of
come trailing after him; some of them
clumsy footed. and some who have
caught his style and initiate it very
cleverly.
He invited attack and reprisal when.
under the inspiration Of Victoria's jubi-
lee and the contemp alton of the rela-
ton of Canada to the empire, he wrote
his famous 1.-THE Lady of the Shows"
1t was the same deciara ton made in
rhyme that Laurier afterward made in
prose, the independence of the Domin-
ion. The first verse runs:
"a nation spoke to a nation.
queen sent word to throne;
Daughter am | in my mothers house
But mistress in my own.
The gates are mine to OPEN
AS the gates are mine to close,
And | set my house in order
Said the Lady of the Shows"
Pleased as Canadians were with the
hot bo6 oc-1,lo f0I
from the torridity of India to their own
salubrious, if snowy cline, they re-
sented the appellation of Lady of the
Shows, as suggesting a frigidity of eli
mate that was but partially true Some
nameless son of the Dominion resent
ed this imputation in some verses, fmi-
tative of Kipling's, the concluding
verse of which is:
"a nation sent word to a nation,
A queen sent word to a throne,
Daughter am in my mothers house,
But libeled in my own.
And If we meet this lady
This tabled dame of the SHOWS
Well shut the gates upon her. and
Extend a hand that's froze"
Arthur Weir made gentler protest in
a poem, quite Kiplingian in it's rhythm
the opening verse of which is:
"a poet sang of a nation
In words that were kindly meant
And his cong on ethereal pulses
Throughout the empire went.
1t breathed the imperial spirit
At which the bosom CLOVIS;
But he slurred the land he fain had praised
AS Our Lady Of the Shows
Another loyal Canadian, J. w. Ben
cough, tuned his muse to rhyme pro-
test against the chilly title, one verse
of which is:
Come over and see. good Rudyard.
My Spring, my Summer, my Fall
And you'll own that for perfect weather
My specimen downs 'em ALL
I will treat you to air that's nectar,
And a sky that no other land shows;
Then, after seven months of sunshine
Call me Lady of the Snowsr"
Then there was his poem, THE YAM
pre-" with its gruesome-
"a fool there was and he made his prayer
Gwen as you and ~
To rag and bone and hank Of hair
eve called her the woman who did not care),
But the fool. he called her his lady fair
Gwen as you and ID"
Inevitably this invited an effort at
imitation, and some New Yorker tried
it, injecting a covert sneer He wrote:
"a man there was and he wrote pome
Gwen as you and y,
| OF drab and 1ab and Hindoo dome
| ct scared the critic away from home)
| For he painted his landscapes all in chrome
Not as you and L."
| But by far the cleverest comes from
| Cape Colony, where Kipling recently
visited. Some Tommy Atkins, a pri-
vate soldier of the troop stationed
there. wrote a set Of welcoming verses
| which he styled can Experiment in I'M