The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-05-04
The once BOYS Romance.


Alfred Alleyn.
The ONCE Boys Romance.
From the Chicago Record Herald.
1 heard the old man scoldin' yesterday
right;
He said you'd better go to school at
night
And you. was ratified when he turned
away;
You had to tear his letter up and
write
1t all again, and when nobdy seen
l went and dented in his hat for
spite,
That's what he got for treatin' you so
mean.
1 wish that you typewrote for me. and
Was far off on an island, all alone!
I'd fix a place up under some nice tree
And every time your fingers struck a
key
I'd grab your hands and hold them in
my own,
And any way you spelt would do for
me.
When 1 was dustin of her desk che
day,
And she was standin' there, l took
the pad
She writes on when she gets dictates
and had
A notion to tear off a leaf and lay
1t UP against my heart at night, when
they
Was something made her come to
where 1 stood
And say, Poor boy" as softly as she
could
1t almost seemed to take my breath
away.
That night I couldn't sleep at all, becuz
The thoughts about them words that
she had said
KEEP all the time agoin' through my
head
With thoughts about how beautiful she
wuz,
And then knowed she loved me, too,
or she
Would not of cared how hard l work.
ed, you see.
If there would be a flood come sweep
in through
This town some night and where she
lives they'd be
Just water all around there like
sea,
And it would keep on gettin' deeper,
too,
And she'd look out, dressed in her
white night gownd,
l wisht she'd see that long-legged
clerk and he
Would have a boat and row away
when she
Was Begin that he wouldn't let her
drownd
So then I'd take a raft found some
where
And get a pole and shove the thing
along,
And when she jumped I'd catch her
with my strong
Right arm, and then push out away
from there,
And after that someone would write
a song
About the boy that saved the maiden
fair.
I don't cars if she's twic't as old as
For I've been f1ggerin' and figgers
shows
That I'll grow older faster than she
grows;
And when I'm twenty-one or SO why
she
Won't be near twic't as old as me no
more,
she knows
might ketch up to her some day,
s'pose,
And both of us be gIadder than be-
fore.
When l get whiskers 1 can let them
grow
All up and down my cheeks and on
my chin,
And in a little while they might be-
gin
To make me look as old as her, and so
She'd snuggle up to me and call me
paw"
And then I'd call her pet" instead
of "maw."
wish fired start up here some day,
And all the rest would run away
The boss and that long legged book
keeper, too,
That you keep smilin' at-and after
they
Was all downstairs you'd boiler out
and say:
Wont no one come and save me?
Must / choke
And die alone here in the heat and
Oh, towards that they wuz to run
away!"
And then I'd come and grab you up
and go
Out through the hall and down the
stairs, and when
got you saved the crowd would
cheer, and then
They'd take me to the hospital and so
You'd come and stay beside me there
and cry
And say you couldn't live IL 1 would
die.
It's over now; the blow has fell at
last;
II seems as though the sru can't
shine no more,
And nothing looks the way II did be
fore;
The glad thoughts that used to think
are past!