The Greenville times., 1901-03-16
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4 One morning last week, q red cbo !
4 ed, sandy mousiached lanky oobinR
fellow dropped into our office apt IN
d quired;
'Do you ever buy manuscript
Sometimes, we replied.
"Well, what do you pay?r was Q
Il rejoinder.
"0h, different prces, depending on
\ the kind Of contribution ollered F"
"Well,r said the stranger rive
never done much Of this kind d Moik
but thought this morning, l could
do enough at 1t to get me u breakfast
and 'bracer | got in here yesterday
afternoon, on a side-door sleeper. and
A not caring to stop at hotel hung
\ ont down on the leyee. And say right
here, let me give you a few verses on
4 that
IAN right we replied, handing
him our pencil and some,p paper. Then
he sat down at the desk and wrote the
following
4 THE MAN WITHOUT TIE PRICE
Last night, slept down on the evee,
Beside an old tumbled-down shed,
With the bright stars Of heaven, for
comfort,
I And sweet. Mother Earth, for bed.
& While sleeping, in sweet mag nation,
Il And feeling so cosy and nice,
3 The soft spot in my heart
Shot out like II dart
81 To the poor chap who had not the
price.
OF course, there are thousands OF man
sions
Emblazoned with silver and gold,
Il Whose owners may laugh,
And live on fatted calf
Case they never sleep out in the cold.
But they miss half the pleasure 0 livin'
y For, though they have everything
nice,
They cannot feel the bliss,
| will promise you this
OF the poor chap, who has just got the
price.
But I'm not ashamed to admit
n That had TO sleep ont in the cold,
EOI IlG pCob iildll bilpt CIVIL W co OOA Ht
81 Came here without silver or gold.
He entered this world, in q manger:
"A His surroundings we're not very nice,
. But He is now up above
81 And has couches of love,
8 Where you are welcome, without any
"a price.
Y "How is that, will that get me the
d 'bracer'?"
H ooh, yes," we replied, that's all
n right, for 'bracer'.n Y
Ii "Well, my friend. here goes, for my
breakfast" And again he went to
scribbling. After thirty or forty min
n utes he announced the completion OF
B his second poem, which he entitled
II THE DYING HOBO.
E Beside western water tank
b One cold November day,
n Within an empty box car,
A dying ho5Q Lays
ID His comrade stood beside him
N With bowed and dropping head
AS mournfully he listened
To what the hobo said.
q | am going, said the hobo,
To land that's pure and bright,
: Where the weather's always warm
Z enough
+ To sleep out doors at night -
/, Where handouts grow on bushes
:" And people never wash their socks,
And all kinds o whisky
Trickles from crevices in the rocks.
p Tell my girl in Greenville
When next her face you view,
TX That I've jumped the eternal freight
I'm going right straight through.
- Tell her not to weep for me,
~ In her eyes no tears must lurle
For Pm going to happier land
IL Where nobody has to work.
Hark l hear Deaths engine whistle
must catch 'er on the fly,
IS Goodbye, pard! Heaven bless youl
IT aint so hard to die.
His head fell back, his eyes set o. stare,
!. At last, he said, a-men
N His partner left him lying there;
le And he's ION the road" again.
A. When he had finished, we gave him
It his piece o. coin. On reaching the
e door he turned, AID thanking US pro-
IS fusely, remarked,
e well, pard, this beats begging, and
is when your mayor asks me where I'm
% workin', I'll say, 'on de city paper"
is And then he broke out with hearty
II laugh, adding:
: "By-de-way you need not publish
= this, for. If don't get out o. the city
this eve think I'll take room on the
:" ground floor in hotel Cowan and leave
.e early in the morning. Well, goodbye" /"
And we haven't seen him since, SO
/" we suppose, as he said, he left the city
v for some other place but Kansas,
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