The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1901-12-15
POEMls WORTH READING.
me Comx,on Cruiier Of Commerce.

Poems WORTH READING
Tho ComK,on Cruiier Of -
Cply a crulleri
O,~e Of that sad >and ulnkledssort
Thsv comes three of a kind
And A knownt to tho. ssntentious,patois Of yis
beanery
As a striker.
A handful OF sweetened dough
Enead.d and twisted into shapeifsnt1sti
And stewed In fat.
put no more like the crisp'and cranklyt things
That mother made
And A,towed away In a big stone'credx
To ripen
only . Ngulleri
A so,Sden, sombre aruller and alone
I hay As dNned somewhat
Upon VS. sinswy fellows.
The which.
unleas I fail to reoo mizesfhst pans.
Methinks arc evon now at 'work.
Yet, as ! ipuse.
This lard-in busd dyspepsia germ.
This bacillus of nightmare.
II. aemblancN bears me-. In fancy.
Back 70 days of yore
Particularly TO one eventfu day
Whose memory \stioks and hurts lme.
Like a porous plaster that has grabbed .
har.
Does this .Ione oruuer bear mssbsuki
Row radiant tnthe dim. dim vtstns Of the past
outgleams that brio bred bead of yoursl
I Gall IL brick-red noN.
But In those bob~sal uassion days
OF mine
mind me that ] thout Int that hair
Was wrought from suilbeams.
And that beside your nsmboyant kinks
The golden locks Of Troy's fair Helen
Were as but common fowl
And. as I recall II nova
Flirtatious Sal.
Your nose was set onshas;
Bore. ls IL were.
A triiS too many points
To the or side, and hid freckles on IT.
Not those little pinheesd ~freoLles.
Those dainty brown things that speckle Q
Like a guineaNen's ess.,
But yaller oneA-
Yaller as soldiehs' buttons
And lust as big!
But, all the same. In those fond. halcyon,
days.
Brick-top and freckles.
Maynard nose and all.
You were my to~otsy-wootsy. Sal,
And. ahi ! thought that l vas your'ni
4 ,e.. more than doeo on ouller oake,,.
Said you to me one dRy.
Il banker after Gulls. /" said you.
"Worse'n a baby calf doesf for fA NAL
But our folksi
L. so ALTERED sol on johnny care an leases
That I'd sooner 'spect
To see that or gray maresof ourn
Jump a ten-raiAfence.
l would. =
Than to see a cruller, sputucrtn' In the pan
AZ our penurious -
Home, sweet homel' g.
Sal
! didn't say a word;
Not one.
But / vowed unto myself
That on that very night forAyou
I'D grope into our cellars dhrkest depths
And swipe some crulls
From mothers seQucstratedncrook-
And. sayi
n Abe had even known that I WAS spookins thers
To rope even one
From out that treasured store.
You can bet yourIlfe. Sal Streeecr.
That she d have cxullered mel
And I touched the crock
For three
Three corpulent. crumbly. smSar-ooated crulls;
Three beautsi
And nextday. at school.
How your mouth did wutsr. Bal.
When, as they lay
CuddIed In the corner OF my desk,
let you at EN- take q snlh or two.
And whispered;
Don't you say q world Don't peepl
Al recess wo will take the crulls,
sneak out behindNold Jimmy sloper's barn,
And chav emf
Readln' -'rlun' -'rithnArtic -rooessi
Say. Sail
when l reached In that'desk and found EN-
Those big. fat ~crullers.
Those crispy kinks OF golden dough.
The alittering lcicles
on Griggs's old mill dam
We're redhot irons Ion ssids OF me-
And as | turn
A Retrospective glance back on you nov.
| think. oh. Sail
rhh, II | had but known some things just
then.
Some things that but a little later on
Were plain a. twotums-two.
ia have vhirled and spun
That fiery poll Of yours
III folks q thought twas July a.
And you were pin~hesls ! was setting on.
but I was binder than a star nose mole.
And la the liftins Of the orulls
Saw but the ysndA hand
OF one Bnl Jones
And o. tackled William.
And dared hlm out behind tbs schoolhouss
fence.
Come oni- ] cried
IN make it one short actl CONS cal
Add william came.
Sal streetsf. you vas there
You cav the sIAp
And a. I weut down qua BIT tLs sbov.
ploasLlns ~ her. and there.
And scattering Il 80 With the orciooss ansTy