The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1902-03-20
AN ODE.
Respectfully Dedicated to Ny Friends
in Powder Springs.


junior class Of Centenary College, Cleye-
lard, Tenn Every two weeks the jun
Tors are required to write something de-
scriptiye, in prose or rhyme. The fol-
lowing is copy of her LAST weeks
composition.
We are glad to note that Miss Blanche
is making excellent progress in her
worl, as a student in that splendid IN
stitution for the higher education of
young ladies.
Fer the past several weeks /, with study
unremitting,
Have stored my brain with terms that
are fitting,
BY which to express my wiseC )thoughts
in verse;
Tho it seems quite difficult for me to
choose
What kind of meter is best to use.
Shall it be iambic, trochaic, dactylic?
Or for my poem use blank verse to fill it
Regardless of rhyme, feet, meter and
verse.
suppose l must write 4 poem quite
For from dear Miss Duncan the edict
goes
That some verse of poetry each girl
shall compose.
The Modes and the Persians changed
not in their law,
Neither does Miss Duncan, that ] ever
saw
So, come hither, kind Muse, and to-
gether we'll sing
OF the many good people in dear Pow
der Springs.
There are sanity old couples, aged and
kind,
Cheerily withstanding the strokes of
Father Time,
Whose presence alone is benediction
to all,
And patiently awaiting the good Mas
ter's call.
But what must / say of each cherished
face,
As it comes to my minds eye, from its
wonted place?
| pass up and down the familiar street
To exchange few words with those
whom / meet,
| make quite long pause at Ethyl's
gate,
For in my early school days she was my
mate.
We confide all the bad things along with
the fair
Yes, Ludie, Emma, Bernice, Gertrude
and CLARA,
Have received many darts from sly
Cupid's arrow.
They make me feel sad by telling of
rides, parties and balls,
While ! have been safely confined by
"Old Centenary 5" walls.
True, Willie B. has kept me posted
On all the news the gossips boosted,
But they don't know it all, you see,
And this social chat or soliloquy
VIII tend to put to fight case of the
blues,
With only a dose Of Powder Springs
news.
If Mr.. E, Garrett, Oscar, Guy and
Charley
VIII tell me ltheir secrets, as did the
girls without parley,
l will promise to dance at the wedding
Of each,
If I am not too old then those antics to
reach.
Mr.. Billiard and Lou, Messrs. Charlie
and Tom
l know are good fellow and won't let
me tease long
To hear of their 'best girls" and also
will tell
When | may expect to hear wedding
bells.
Herschel, Herbert, Marshall, Guss,
Max and Ed,
All honor bright boys? You know what
you have said
Blanche is good girl, we'll own up
like a man,
And tell all our love scrapes that we
possibly can"
Now, while l have called on boys and
girls in my round
Up and down each street in old Powder
Town.
must not forget my married friends
and their mercies:
DR.. Murray, you know, wrote some
beautiful verses
Dedicated to Blanche" when 1 kept
the p. o
He knew liked candy, good apples
and, Oh,
He is one of the dearest old men 1
know.
Mr.. and Mrs Matthews are good people,
too,
Mr.. Ike Scott, DR.. H and others mot
a few
I'll always remember with the greatest
pleasure,
Whose depth of feeling time only can
measure,
Mr.. and Mrs. Lindley and Miss Agnes,
so clever,
Their many kind acts will be forgotten
never.
Even Sandy and Uncle Dick did many
kind turns,
l trust the flame of prosperity for them
burns.
Oh! the dear old spring, with it's cool,
sparkling water,
For drink of it now I'd give new
quarter.
The jolly good times we all had around
its brink
Have never been equalIed, l hardly
think,
By any set of country girls.
| have finished my task in writing this