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The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
I'll Hang My Harp on a Willow
Tree.

I'll hang my harp IN a willow tree.
I'll of to the wars again,
My peaceful home has no charms for me,
The battlefield TO pain:
The lady 1 love will soon be a bride.
With a diadem On her brow.
Oh. why did she f1atter my boyish pride?
She's going to leave me now.
She took me away from my warlike lord.
And gave me a silken suit,
I thought 40 more of my masters sword,
When I played on my masters lutte;
She seemed to think me a boy, above
Her pages of low degree.
Oh. had I but loved with a boyish love.
It would hav been better for me.
But one golden tress of her hair I'll Irvine
In my helmets sable plume.
And then in the fields of Palestine
I'll seek an early doom!
AND II by the Saracen's hand I fall.
Mid the nobl and the brave.
A tear from my lady love is all
] ask for the warriors grave.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
From "The Building of the Ship

Thou. too. sail on. o Ship of State!
Sail on. o Union, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears.
With all the hopes OF future years,
is hanging breathless on that fate!
We know what Master laid thy keel,
What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel,
Who made each mast, and sail, and rope,
What anvils rang. what hammers beat,
In what a forge and what a heat
Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Fear not such sudden sound and shock.
Tis but the wave and not the rock;
IT'S but the Tapping OF the sail.
And not a rent made by the gale!
In spite OF rock and tempest's roar.
In spite of false lights on the shore,
Sail on. nor fear to breast the sea!
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our
tears,
faith triumphant DER our fears,
Are all with thee-are all with thee!
H. ". Longfellow,
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
The Moon, Behind the Hill.

l watched last night the rising moon
Upon a foreign strand:
Till men'ries came, like flow'rs Of June
OF home and fatherland;
/ dream't l was a child once more,
Beside the ripping rill:
When first / saw, in days Of yore,
The moon behind the hill.
1t brought me back the visions grand
That purpled boyhood's dreams;
Its youthful loves, its happy land,
AS bright as morning beams;
1t brought me back the spreading lea,
The steeple and the mill;
Until my eyes could scarcely see
The moon behind the hill.
1t brought me back q mothers love,
Until. In accents wild,
! prayed her from her home above
To guard her lonely child;
1t brought me one across the wave
To live In mem'ry still;
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
FAMOUS POEMS AND
POPULAL OLD SONGS.

It brought me back my Mary's grave.
The moon behind the hill.
And there beneath the silv'ry sky,
I lived life DER again:
I counted all its hopes gone by,
I wept at all its pain:
And when I'm gore, OH! may some tongue
The minstreTs wish fulfill;
And still remember him who sans
The moon behind the hill.
Serenade.
From the Spanish Student"
Stars of the summer night.
Far in yon azure deeps.
Hide. hide your golden light.
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Moon Of the summer night!
Far down yon western sleeps.
Sink. sink In silver light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Wind of the summer night.
Where yonder woodbine creeps.
Fold, fold thy pinions light,
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Dreams Of the summer night!
Tell her her lover keeps
Watch! while in slumbers light
She sleeps!
Ny lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
H " IongfelIov-
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
NOT PATRIOTIC.

UNCLE sILAS PENNIWISE had never
seen Boston Harbor before. This is the
place. l suppose" he said. gazing out over
its blue waters. crowded with shipping.
where our Revolutionary f%orefathers
threw that tea overheard"
Yes" responded his city nephew. his eye
kindling. Il don't wonder 1t stirs you to
the depths to look at the scene of that
Historic event. 1t marked an epoch In the
worlds history which no patriotic Ameri-
can can recall without a thrill Of pride"
..Ye-es," replied Uncle Silas. musingly.
IL wonder how much the fellers lost who
owned that tea?'
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
A Ditty.

My true love hath my heart, and / have his,
By just exchange one for another given.
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss;
There never was a better bargain driven:
My true love hath my heart, and I have his.
His heart in me keeps him and me in one,
My heart in him his thoughts and senses
guides;
He loves my heart, for once 1t was his own;
I cherish his because in me It bides:
My true love hath my heart, and 1 have his.
Sir P. Sidney.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
ANSWERS RECEIVED.

THE REPUBLIC thanks thu fo,iov,os
named persons for poems sent to this o.
flee: Colonel Joseph Boyce, st. Louis, s.rho
Moon Behind the Hil": l. c. White. O.
ternurs o.. Christmas Night in ff
Louis. ILL.,, THE Little German 49,
Across the Sea-: H. NJ. Jackson. Por.vSs
KY. Darby and Joan" $50
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
LAUREATE

TENNYSON is said to have been fond Of
foolish fun. that ever delightful sort Of fun
which is not wit but nonsense.
One day, at Burlington House, he asked
the guests q conundrum which III had iust
made:
who are the greatest women in the
world?'
The answer was:
Miss ouri. the Misses Ippi and Sara
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
CALLED TO PREACH.

IT is to be feared that some other mems
''call" to preach Is not more imperative
than that of the negro referred to by Mr..
Booker Washington in the Outlook.
The old negro was working in the cotton
field one hot day in July. Suddenly he
stopped, and looking toward the sky. he ex-
claimed:
70 Lawd, de cotton am 30 grassy, de
wuk am so hard. an de sun am so hot,
dat I b'lieve dis darky am called to
preach!''
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
INCONSISTENT LANGUAGE.

THE personality of Sammy Snaggs Is
vouched for by the Pittsburg Chronicle
Telegraph. Sammy has a thirst for infor-
nation which sometimes worries his father.
as the conversation quoted viii show.
Papa"
Cant answer you any questions now.
Sammy. I'm busy"
.'Only one, papa"
"WeIl. go ahead"
What is a bakery"
"a place where baking is .o:!:. You
ought to know that"
''Then is a place where voting is done a
votary?"
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
BIOGRAPHIES OF TWO
WELL-KNOWN POETS.

Z And dwelt upon the pleasant way;
Tomorrow" cried they one and all.
While no one spoke OF yesterday.
Their life stood full at blessed noon:
l., only I. had passed away.
~'"To-morrow and to-day they cried: .
/ was Of yesterday.
shivered, comfortless. but cast
No chill across the table cloth.
| I. all-forgotten. shivered sad
To stay, and yet TO part how 10th;
| passed from the familiar room,
/ who from love had passed away,
| Like the remembrance of a guest
That tarrieth but a day.
Christina Rossettrs poems are rs widely
various as the reach of human emotions.
| Here is her DE ~Profundis.' which strikes
a note that Is unusual:
oh. why is heaven built so far.
Oh why Is earth set 50 remote?
I cannot reach the nearest star
That hangs afoat.
would not care to reach the moon,
One round monotonous Of change;
Yet even she repeats her tune
Beyond my range.
never watch the scattered fire
of stars. or suns far-trailing train.
But all my heart Is one desire.
And all In vain:
For ! am bound with feshly bands.
Joy. beauty. lie beyond my scope:
/ strain my heart. I stretch mi hands.
And catch at hope.
Here Is another. called Golden Glories':
The buttercup Is like a golden cup.
The marigold is like a golden frill.
The daisy with a golden eye looks lp.
And golden spreads the flag beside the rill.
And gay and golden mods the daffodii.
The gorsey common swells a golden 1ea.
The cowslip hands a had Of golden tips.
And golden drips the honey which the bee
Sucks from sweet hearts of nowrs and storca
and sips.
"a Daughter Of Eve is delightfully."- muss-y
cal:
A fool 7 was to sleep at noon.
And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the comfortlsss. cold moon
A fool to pluck my rose too soon.
A fool to snap my lily.
NY garden plot I have not kept:
Faded and all-forsaken.
weep as I have never wept:
Oh. It was summer when I slept,
It's winter now I waken.
Talk what you please OF future Snrnny
And sun-warmfd sweet tomorrow
Stripped bare of hope and everything.
No more to laugh. no more to sing.
I sit alone with sorrow.
Here are SOM lines from her poem on
Memory:
! hid II In my heart when II was dead:
In joy I sat alone. even so I grieved
Alone and nothing said.
I have a room whererhto no one enters
Save I myself alone:
There sits a blessed memory on a throne,
There nv life centers.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
CULTIVATING
CHEERFULNEsa

SOME years ago I resolved d cuItivats
habitual cheerfulness under all circum-,
stances. 1t has not been an easy task, but
I have succeeded. and now. drifting on to
my eightieth birthday. burdened With
heavy cares, stripped Of those nearest and
dearest to me by death, I am not sorrowful.
I am not going down HILL" as people say
Of the old. but 'up hiil' all the way, and.
am sure that life is better farther on
Mary A. Liyermore.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
LITTLE CLASSICS.

Were half the power that fills the world with
terror.
Were half the wealth bestowed on crowns and
courts,
Given to redeem the human mind from error.
There were no need for arsenals and forts.
-Longfellow.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

Subscriber: 1t is not always suitable to
publis!, sll the requests received at this Of
flee. You are referred to the paragraph i'm
meGlately following the words Requests
for POEMS" on this page.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
The Voice of the Grass.

Inc ClCS VI luc uIdSs.
HERE 1 come creeping. creeping every
where:
BY the dusty roadside.
On the sunny hillside,
Close by the noisy brook.
In every shady nook.
! come creeping. creeping everywhere.
Here I come creeping. smiling everywhere;
All around the open door,
Where sit the aged poor:
Here where the children play.
In the bright and merry May.
1 come creeping, creeping. everywhere.
Here ! come. creeping. creeping everywhere:
In the noisy city street
Ny pleasant face you'll meet.
Cheering the sick at heart
Toiling his busy part
Silently creeping, creeping everywhere.
Here I come creeping CT eeping everywhere:
You cannot see me coming,
Nor hear my low sweet humming;
For in the starry night.
And the glad morning light.
! come quietly creeping everywhere.
Here I come creeping, creeping everywhere;
More welcome than the flowers
In pleasant hours:
TIL gentle COW Is glad,
And the merry bird not sad.
To see ne creeping. creeping everywhere.
Here I come creeping. creeping everywhere:
When you're numbered with the dead
In your still and narrow bed,
In the happy spring I'll come
And deck your silent home
Creeping. silently creeping everywhere.
Here / come creeping. creeping everywhere:
Ny humble song of praise
Most joyfully 1 raise
To him at whose command
I beautify the land,
Creeping, silently creeping everywhere.
Sarah Roberts Boyle.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

H. NJ. Jackson. Polkville, KY: The
poem. Darby and jean" is too long for
use ON this page.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
FOR POEMS.

THE REPUBLIC Is glad to publish famous
Poems and well-known old songs at the re-
quest of rs readers. but poems trivial in
character and local in significance are not
used. Requests for such verses will not be
noticed. Persons responding to published
requests for poems should address The Re
public Famous Poem Department. Poems
that are more than forty or fifty lines in
length are not published, on account Of de-
mands upon the allotted space. All readers
who make requests for poems should sign
their full names and give addresses. Some
tines the poem asked Cor is too long for in
se~tion and the obliging reader who has u
copy of the poem may, if he cares to do so,
II all it direct to the proper address. Com
municationS should be written on one side
of the paper.
To the Editor of The Republic.
Will some obliging correspondent kindly
furnish me with the poem, "Remem-
b%rance," by Emily Bronte, part of which
runs as follows:
Sweet love of youth. forgive If I forget thee.
While the worlds tide Is bearing me along;
Other desires and other hopes beset me.
Hopes which obscure. but cannot do thee
wrong.
1. NJ. LAWRENCE.
1892 Eighth street. New Orleans. La.
10 the Eultor or The Republic
If you can please print the little poem,
Seeing Things at Night" l am not sure
that Is the subject. but it's the refrain. l
have been trying to find the lines, but cam
not. MISS f. COOK.
Barton. Ark.
To the Editor of The Republic.
VIII you kindly publish In your columns
an old song entitled The Indian Hunter"
or sometimes called 1.-The Indian Prayer;
also an old song entitled "Susannah." Some
Of the words run like this:
oh. Susannah. don't you cry for me
l came from Alabama, my true love for to see.
READER.
Hannibal, Mo-.
To the Editor OF The Republic.
l am a regular subscriber and highly ap-
preciate the Sunday Magazine. If convent
ent, will You please publish an old song en-
titled Broken Down. IL not too long?
The chorus. l remember, goes thus:
AS We wander through the world
We meet with many a frown.
No one seems to know ME now.
Because I'm broken down.
I have seen published a song entitled
9TH Blu and the Gray" but the one we
sang in New Orleans was somewhat differ
ent: the first verse began:
Far North Is a cottage. lar South Is n nome.
The chorus was:
Let them sleep. let them sleep.
Gallant souls brave and true!
We will weep. we will weep
For the Gray and the Blue.
As brothers together they will rise on that
DAY.
When trumpet shall waken the Blue and the
Gray.
St. Louis. r. NJ. b.
To the Editor Of The Republic.
Will you kindly ask some Republic read
er to send to me Rain on the Roof? Also
the verses of an old song, the chorus OF
which was worded:
Though the fields were as green and the moon
shone as bright.
Yet IT was not nv own native home. No! No!
No!
". R. MALCOLM.
1,,,.,;Jor Mice
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
QUESTIONS

Fl. d. MISER. Pea Ridge. Ark. Several
versions of the old song. Dixie" AVE ap-
pecred in these columns from time to time.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

The wise prove. and the foolish confess.
by their conduct. that a life of employment
is the only life worth leading.-Paley.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
On test of intellectual power is sticking
TO a thing until you have mastered 1t.

But. oh. forget not. while you pray.
To push with all your might!
The least OF YOU can push a pound.
And thus can speed the right.
Whatever I have tried to do in life I have
tried with all my heart to do we'll: what
ever l rave devoted myself TO l have de-
voted myself to completely: in great aims
and In small I have always been thorough
ly In earnest.-Dickens.
II you have a friend worth loving.
Love him. Yes. and let him know
That YOU love him. ere llfe's evening
Tinge his brow with sunset glow:
Why should good words ne'er be said
OF Il friend till he is head?
The happiest life is that which constantly
exercises and educates what is best in 49,
Hamerton.
The world turns aside to let any man pass
who knows whittier he Is going.-David
Starr Jordan.
Failure is only endeavor temporarily off
the track. How foolish 1t would be to aban-
don 1t In the ditch!
The best way for a man to get out Of 4
lowly position is to be conspicuously eff
fective in it.-Doctor John Hall.
My recipe for self-preservation Is exer-
else. I am a very temperate man and have
always been so. I have taken care of my
self: and, as I have a good constitution. I
suppose that is the reason I am so WE'LL
David Dudley Field.
A boy should be trained to indulge in
athletics Of some kind. so that a habit OF
taking exercise may be established: for
this. once acquired. Is seldom neglected,
even as years advance.
life.
o earth that blooms and birds that sing.
q stars that shine when all Is dark!
In type and symbol thou dost bring
The life divine. and bid us bark.
That we may catch the chant sublime.
And. rising. pass the bounds Of time:
So shall We win the goal divine.
Our Immortality.
Stop lookin' fer trouble an happiness'N
look fer you.-Irving Bachelor.
When we obey laws. we are free. When
we break laws. We are In bondage. Expia-
ton is exacted for every law we break, be
1T civil, physical or spiritual.
In business three things are necessary:
knowledge. temper and time.-Feltham.
Never build after you are ive-and-forty:
have five years income in hand before you
lay a brick, and always calculate the ex-
pense at double the estimate.-kett.
Even In a hero's heart.
Discretion Is the better part.
Churchill.
The wise prove. and the foolish confess.
by their conduct. that a life of employment
Is the only life worth leading.-Paley.
Man Is his own star. and that soul that can
Ba honest is the only perfect man.
John Fletcher.
Then come. o. fresh spring airs. once more!
Create the old delightful things.
And WOO the frozen world again.
With hints of heaven upon your wings.
-Earrief Prescott SppfTnrl-
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

But. oh. forget not. while you pray.
To push with all your might!
The least OF YOU can push a pound.
And thus can speed the right.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

Never build after you are ive-and-forty:
have five years income in hand before you
lay a brick, and always calculate the ex-
pense at double the estimate.-kett.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

Even in a hero's heart.
Discretion Is the better part.
Churchill.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

The happiest life IS that which constantly
exercises and educates what is best in US
Hamerton.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

The best way for a man to get out Of 4
lowly position is to be conspicuously eff
fective In it.-Doctor John Hall.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

Man Is his own star. and that soul that can
Bs honest is the only perfect man.
John Fletcher.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

The world turns aside TO let any man pass
who knows whittier he Is going.-David
Starr Jordan.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

Failure is only endeavor temporarily off
the track. How foolish 1t would be to ADAM
don 1t In the ditch!
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

tried with all my heart to do well: what
ever l have devoted myself to l have de-
voted myself to completely: in great aims
and in small I have always been thorough
ly In earnest.-Dickens.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

II you have n friend worth loving.
Love him. Yes. and let him know
That YOU love him. ere llfe's evening
Tinge his brow with sunset glow:
Why should good words ne'er be said
OF Il friend till he Is head?
-I.nLnnwn
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

Then come. o. fresh spring airs. once more!
Create the old delightful things.
And WOO the frozen world again.
With hints Of heaven upon your wings.
Harriet Prescott Spofford.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

In business three things are necessary
knowledge. temper and time.-Feltham.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
Stop lookin' fer trouble an happinessll
look fer you.-Irving Bachelor.

When we obey laws. we are free. When
we break laws. We are in bondage. Expia-
ton is exacted for every law we break, be
1t civil, physical or spiritual.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

My recipe for self-preservation is exer-
else. I am a very temperate man and have
always been so. I have taken care Of my
self: and. as I have a good constitution. I
suppose that is the reason I am so WE'LL
David Dudley Field.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31

A boy should be trained to indulge in
athletics Of some kind. so that a habit Of
taking exercise may be established: for
this. once acquired. is seldom neglected,
even as years advance.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-03-31
1892 Eighth street, New Orleans, La.

To the Editor OF The Republic
If you can please print the little poem.
Seeing Things at Night" l am not sure
that Is the subject. but it's the refrain. l
have been trying to find the lines, but cam
not. MISS F.. COOK.
Barton, Ark.
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-05-17
A WASHINGTON MYSTERY.
Census Clerk Murdered md woman
Leaves His Room by Fire Escape.

Census Clerk Murdered md Woman
Leaves His Room by Fire Escape.
Washington, May 16.-The mystery sur
rounding the murder of James S. Ayers,
the young census office CLERKS, who was
found dead in his room at the KENMORE,
in this city, with a bullet in his body,
claims the attention of almost the entire
local detective corps. One of the detec-
tives asserted to-day that 1t would be
cleared up in a day or two. The principal
clew is found in the statement of Thomas
M. Baker, who saw a woman descend the
fire escape of the hotel after three shots
were fired. A second witness to the de-
scent of the woman on the fire escape was
found to-day in Willie Wolfe, 14-year-
old boy, who lives opposite the hotel. He
says he heard three pistol shots and inn
mediately went to the window, whence
he saw a woman, clad in dark skirt,
enter the escape from the window of
young Ayers room and after descending
to the second story. disappear through the
parlor window.
This story corroborates that of Mr.
Baker The woman, who is described as
of small stature and with dark hair, de-
scended slowly and evidently was afraid
of falling. By passing through the par
lor she might easily have gained access
to the hall and thence passed unnoticed
to any part of the building. The appear
ance of the body suggested the possibil-
ity of desperate struggle, and also that
another man may have taken O part in
it. The coroner is fully satisfied that the
wounds were not self-inhicted.