The evening times., 1898-12-27
Kings Palace Department Stores,
St2-S14 9TH St. us Market Space.
stroIiing Long the Avenue.

At evening. when the weather's fine,
From eight about, till nearly nine,
Somehow my habit lately grew
To stroll along the Avenue.
And habit Is thing, we know.
INDUCED too oft, most strong doth grow,
So every night, as may see,
| start there the Treasury.
Along by Wiiards wandering down,
To view the wonders of the town.
Perchance the moon Is shining bright,
Then. toward the river, on the right,
| see the towering monument
Der distances magnificent
Now weirdly lit by Luna's light,
IL gazes from its lofty height,
While at its feet a shining thread
OF silver marks the rivers bed.
Like some huge sentinel il stands
And many a distant point commands;
Far out upon Nirginias shore
Now casting watchful glances Ger;
Now looking sadly down upon
The silent ranks al Arlington,
Ii is, If guide books do not lie.
Five hundred fftyiive feet high.
always like to be exact
In stating monumental fact.
Some Others are just as precise
In stating monumental lies,
But from such heights now must | soar
Below to earthly scenes once more;
Down TO the Avenue again
Where strapgest characters in men
We sometimes find, and women. too,
While strolling long the Avenue
Strange sights, strange scenes our eyes behold
Strange incidents the nights unfold;
But harki most familiar sound
Comes suddenly the corner round.
The organs voice-so sweet no doubt
As once it played but played out.
But stop moment while | greet
An old acquaintance of the street.
monkey, yes, | must confess
A monkey, and now in a dress
That makes him look much like a man.
That makes one think the Darwin plan
Is not so far out after all
In stature, true, he's not so tall
Below the average-Otherwise
Apparently, small difference lies
Tween him and some that often you
See strolling long the Avenue.
See how he'll dance along the street
Obedient at the old mans feet;
Could old man have. than dancing there,
A better friend? Friendship rare
| scarce have seen; friend indeed
Is he who serves in time of need
Grind fast thy tuneleSs crank and loud
Old man, the monkeys got the crowd
And nickles flow quite freely-see,
He gives them up, all up to thee.
'Tis well, grind on-though grinding lend
Sweet sounds no more-the monks thy friend
Yes many things will interest you
While strolling long the Avenue
You're sure TO meet the little man
Who loud proclams his wonderous plan
Fer curing pulmonary ills
With Marks celebrated pills.
single box. just one. is sure
MOST obstinate OF Colds to cure.
Long standing coughs, sore throats complex
Must yield at once to Triple X"
The world living owes us all,
Come buy box the price is small
You'll stop moment, too, tonight
To hear the actor there recte
His voice Though now somewhat decayed
Maybe audience vast has swayed,
Maybe, who knows in days of yore
Oft bowed he TO the loud encore
nckle you will not withhold
For, see, the actors growing old
The pathos oh. of scenes We view
While strolling long the Avenue;
Deyout, contrite on bended knee
Salvation Army folk you see
While strolling long the Avenue;
Stop now, perchance they'll pray for you
Gene to the life boat" steady, strong,
Their voices rise in sacred song.
Across the street their humble '.home;''
There many weary pilgrims come
To find the .life boat is well-stored-
With food, as well as prayers, on board
Accommodation, don't you see,
For soul and body, ample, free.
Full many lesson good and true
We learn along the Avenue.