The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-03-05
An Old Poem Brought Up to Date.

II sat ana puHed my light cigar, As usual you must know.
 unused upon the pilgrim flock, | Whose lot 1t was to land
 | Upon almost the only rock | Upon the Plymouth sand. l Alone upon a savage shore | They moOred their little barque | Before them rose the Wintry Wllus, l Behind rolled ocean dark.
 Alone this little handful stood | While savage foes lurked nigh; | Their creed and watchWord, Trust III 6oc
 And keep your powder dry. | lmagination's pencil then | That first stern winter painted, When more than half their number died, l And stoutest spirits fainted, A tear unbiddeh filled one eye; | My smoke had filled the other. | One sees strange sights at such time, | Which quite the senses bother l knew l was alone, but To. Let him who will deride me;
 l turned and drawing up q chair, Down sat q man beside me.
 His dress was ancient and his ar Was somewhat strange and foreign. He ciyilly returned my stare
 And said 'I'm Richard Warren.
 You'll find my name upon the list
 Of Hero, Sage and Martyr,
 Who in the Maydower's cabin, signed
 The first New England charter.
 might some curious facts impart;
 Perhaps some wise suggestions,
 But l am bent on seeing sights
 And running OCT with questions.
 As on, said he, I'll do my best
 To give you information,
 Whether of private men you ask,
 Or the renowned in nation.
 Then first" said he, Whats that see ln your compartment narrow,
 Whine seems to burn my eye-balls up
 And sCorch my very marrow;
 His finger pointed to the grate;
 Said l. that's Lehigh coal,
 Dug from the earth; he shook his head;
 Tt is, upon my soul. | then took up a little stick, One end as black as night, And drew 1t tightly OCT the hearth, When, To- sudden light My guest drew back. rolled up his eyes And strove his breath to catch.
 What necromaney's that!' he cried. Quoth 1, a friction match. Then, in q pipe just overhead turned T little screw, When forth with instantaneous flash Three streams of lightning flew I'p rose my guest. Now heaven me saVe,' Aloud he shouted then, Was that hell-hrc!' Twas gas 1 said. We call it hydrogen. We then. stepped forth into the street; A train came laundering by Drawn by the snorting iron steed, Swifter than eagles fly, the wheels: the whistle shrieked; Far Streamed the smoky cloud The trembling hills and valleys shook; The flying forests bowed; Down on his knees. with hands upralsed Iu worship, Warren fell. Great is the Lord our God, he cricd He docth all things we'll; I've seen the chariots of fire; The hOrscmen, too, thereof; Q may ne'er provoke His ire, Nor al His threatnings scoH. Rise ID, my friend, rise up, said l. Your fears are all in vain; That was no chariot of the sky; Twas the New York mail train. atKt ..I,s ,l,1. OH Men came the news to know From Hartford, Springfield and New York, Texas and Mexico; II came t went, silent but sure; He started and burst out laughing, What witchcraft's thatH That's what we Magnetic Telegraphing. We stepped again into the street said Warren. What Is that That trips along across the green As softly aS cat;
 mean the thing upon two legs, With feathers on it's head: A monstrous hump below the waist .arge as q feather bed. t has the power of speech l hear But sure it can't he human" Iy venerable friend said l. That's what we cal woman. Eternal powersl 1t cannot he,' ,aid he in voice that faltered: I loved the women in my day: But, O. how strangely altered.
 showed him then a new machine, \ thing that hatches chickens, labor saving henery, hat beats { very dickens. 'hereat he strongly grasped my hand Ind said. "Iis plain to see This world Is so transmogrihed Twill never do for me; our railroad trains, your telegraphs. our gas and friction matches our hump backed women, Jumps of coal, ,nd thing which chickens matches. lave turned the world so upside down here's no peace left within it, Je said Then turning on his heel Ie vanished in n minute. forthwith my most volacious pen Wrote down what I hnd heard, md here. dressed up in doggerel rhyme, 'ou have it word for word
 PART II. 'rought up-to-date by James M Payne, at !
 inc request of his son. low little I thought as he turned away Ne should ever meet again hut quite as strange are facts to-day $ things which might have been.
 therefore fancied he called again fter many years had fled, Q sec if among the sons of men, here were other things to drend. $ thus we sat l could plainly see n his eye an ancient twinkle, ihen, from the box against the wall, ame merry tinkle-tinkle [e opened wide hts mouth and eyes $ I simply said Hello, hen hc quickly said in great surprise, fy" friend, think I'll go." ont be in haste I then replied, m talking 10 a friend lst stand in silence by my side, nd due attention lend. put one receiver to his ear, he other to my own, ut I saw that he shook with increasing
 fear { the sound of the telephone And did you talk with splrit' he said, l That has strangely gone astray!''
 no l replied. 1t was only maid uudreds of miles away. e walked into fancy store;
 phonograph was there: 1d as we closed the outer door $ voice was rich and rare. e heard the solo and duett nile he was all attention, Id easpcd when finished the auaitette; wonderful invention'' ld now said 1 we'll take a ride