The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-02-09
POSTHUMOUS POEM.
FOUND IN A HOUSE ONCE FOES
 HOME IN SOUTH CAROLINA.
Written on the Fly Leaf of . Copy of Dante's "Inferno" and Signed "E. A. P."--Its Discovery
 Circumstances Indicating
 That it is Genuine.

1uat lt lS 00uuluo' The New York Sun publishes some re
 mai kable correspondence from Green
 vile. s. C., in which is giysn what IS
 believed to be poem by Edgar Allan Foe, never before printed.
 At present proof of its autnsntic,.y
 surrounding Its discovery indicate that 1t Is genuine.
 Part of Poe's disappointed career was passed in dismal scclus!on In an old and ramshackle, frame hovel at the extreme eastern end of Sullivan's Island, one of
 the gateposts at the entrance of Charles
 ton harbor. weird habitation. and 1t
 was there that Poe, morbid and alone.
 ,og s ss ayi Go ans s i'm probability, others of his blood-curdling. wonderfully executed tales were evolved In this spot. It is highly probable that
 the poem given below was wrought out amid these surroundings. The history of the poem Is this--so far as is known, or can be discovered, after reful inquiry: An old maiden lady. Miss Mary Wilkes North. member of an aristocratic South Carolina family. was in the habit of spending part of each summer on Suilivans Island. Dur ing one of her sojourns there she bought from an ignorant Covite--a native or
 the wah Gs eatssea ,ss Goyts assured her, he had found between the weather boarding and the edge of the flooring the house was unceiled--of the shack. Poe's Quondam residence. This find. with Poe's name on the in- side of the front cover, would of Itself l'have been of considerable sentimental value; but in comparison to what the book was found to contain, the mere dis | belonged to Poe was as nothing. Upon the two sides of the first fly leaf | of this volume. in cramped and cratic handwriting. with several erasures and | corrections. the ink all but faded away | from the yellow, moisture-rotten sheet, | were found the verses composing the poem referred to. and below them the | simple initials. "E. A. P. Miss North is not disposed to expose | her treasure to what she considers vul- | The Suns correspondent, to have It to read.
 | of the poem, which is printed as foiiows; l KELAH. | Tn my hermitage I fingered l Lone, and tremulously fingered l Tapping nervously my table to the dull Neptunian roar | Fingered OCT leaf1et yellow. l Void of sign and void of fellow. | Tossed up by a surf-broke pillow, | Flotsam on the foam-necked shore. | could hear the breakers lifting. | And the sand dunes shifting, shifting, | With the nfght-wind's fitfup lnoanlng | 'gainst the walls and at my door; | Far or, weird and terrifying,
 cculd hear bittern crying, ,.. | storm battered. perchance, ana dyinS | Desolate upon the shore.
 While the fasgots. sleaned from spend
 Tossed by tide and dried by windrift, | F'lickering. threw fantastic figures from | the hearth across the floor, | There l sat and loosed my fancies,
 Midst the firelt shadow-dances, 1 Meditating on the chances That had cast my leaf ashore. | Then I turned and fixed my vision | On the leaf, curlec in derision | At my vanity in thinking l could pene' | trate its lore:
 | And my soul fell sick with fearing, | For, always, and ever nearing, Loomed my lifes lost aims, appearing
 -' Strewn like wreckage on my shore. | Suddenly voice came wailing: l See the creases' '-screeching, ralnng- l See the creases;" strident misses, seemed
 to pierce through the walls and l floorl
 "Ah," I unused. some wrath unholy. l Mocking me my melancholy. | Chlding me for some past folly. :.
 Wings the night-wlnd from the shore" :"
 "soul decayed," l hercely muttered. with thy grewsome wheezlng uttered, | Wouldst thou haunt and taunt me as OCT this mysterious leaf porer | But a deep, sepulchral moaning | And 6 grim and ghajtly groanins, l With the shrill- pitched winds fntomng' Game my answer from the shore' | While that spirit voice pondered- | See the creases"-racked. and wondered, | Flashed a corybantic fancy like q gleam
 Tor once more my leaiiet scanning | | could see. the whole sheet spanning, | "KeIah," creased by careful planting Creased and tossed upon the shore! | Kelah! Twas the incarnation 1 For a tottsriug souls translation, | Shibboleth for spirits entry into worlds but dreamed before. | "Speak,' the shrieking winds were arS-
 Speak" the wild seas echoes surgins
 "speak'-one word worlds woes purg-
 Thus my messag efrom the shore. | 'Kelah: Kelahv' cries my spirit;
 "Kelahi to Nirvana bear itl | Bear my cry. oh. sea.winds SWeepinkI l Echo it forevermore: Mark my soul and body severed | Where the quicksands heaVeo anu aulN- | cred
 Where the breakers curled and shivered | On the shelved and sloping shore!
 Instantly my soul leaped, wlnging, | Winging on the free winds. singing, | Urging with a ringing laughter. lost 10
 life lived long before:
 Lest to Earths unceasing sorrow
 Fools, would ye escape the morrow? | Would ye flee Lifes fallow furroWE
 Seek your message on the shore 1 D. A. P.
 Note that the letters composing this
 word are all formed with straight lines,
 which could be readily creased into
 piece of paper or parchment
 Destroyer of Torpedo Destroyers
 Nineteenth Century.
 The Admiralties of the world are sur f,ited with a plague of new Ideas, which | chase and destroy each other. No sooner | dii France build a great fiotilla of tor l pedo boats-crafts Of the fimslest con. struction. relying upon one weapon or | tornado. and defeuseleSE