The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-11-09

the Gordian canal with his sword.
Old Hicks predicted that on Nov. l. and
) rain and thunGcrstorms with high tempera-
ture would prevail in many sections. And upon
the days enumerated the country generally ex-
perienccd the most glorious weather of the fail
ideal Indian summer.-Cha ska Review.
Old Hicks wasn't SO far Off. Ihe tenn
perature was high and there was ire
mendous invisible electric storm. AS to
the rain, Irl was a little shy. but it ra1ned
enough last summer to offset this slight
error. We still stand by Hicksy.
Some of the papers In Missouri and the
south are. publishing what is called a
"stamp t1irtation.'' Put the stamp on the
letter to your best girl tilted to the right
and it means, "Dearie, you are it with
me- Tilt the stamp to the left and it
says. .'Who is his ownty ownest's little
Gucky blossom and SO on. You can
make up the code to suit yourself and
nobody will be the wiser. Then, If the
ownest own, is at boarding school and the
lady principal reads your letters, she will
never know the wealth of affection and
asininity that they really stand for. Thus
does love give locksmiths the hoarse toot-
foot.
An anonymous letter from Tacoma to
The Journa l says that the enclosed
poem, clipped from the Tacoma Ledger,
was written by G. G. Groves, late a mem
Der of the Thirteenth Minnesota infantry.
to depict the thoughts Of a soldier on
board United States transport off the
coast Of Luzon. If this is true, Mr..
Groves ought to be proud Of his work
and ought to do more of it. -
The yellow scum and China
Part left and right go by.
While. perched upon the quarterback, SO
watch the golden sunset die.
In gold and green the low runs
To westward from our Windward bow.
sets and thinks Of how 1t seems
The world was maidstone way. some ow.
The moon is drifting from the east.
She5stapds on one lenef mountain peak ~
thinks OF how the shadows fall 81 fI&
Among the naiigoes and the teak.
Silver and gray the naked sea
Runs eastward from our leeward bow.
| While I conclude upon the deck
The world was nade-some way. someow
The Waterman walks along the rail-
! The guard Is Silent down below.
While black against the starry sky
4 The black smoke trails. the gray gulls go,
The things, too, which I've seen or heard
Come crowdng swiftly DER me now,
The stars. the heavens the trackless sea
Were made-somewhere, some way, sone'ow.
! I've met with men who claimed the earth:
They didn't own the shirts they wore;
I've met with some that didn't know
| No home nor folks the whole world Ger,
j Our social system must allow:
| The world owes them a livelihood
| Somewhere, some way, some ow.
4 / sets upon the quarterback,
+. hears tie bels--from one to eight
But thinks so many many things
4 1t does not seem the hour is late
OF all I've seen, of all I've heard,
In barrack, field market row,
I The wonder OF all wonders is
/ The world was made-some way, some ow
4 The editor Of the Fairfax tMlnn) stan
1 dard-no relative Of Beatrice-was So
i years old last week, and twenty-five OF
his male friends gathered, marched to his
4 modest home and went against finch.
q whist, oysters, wienerwurst and rye bread
8 sandwiches. ending up with a smoke So
cial that made Mrs. Walace's curtains.
even after they We're hung out on the
line, smell for week. Such fine time
was had that each of the twenty-five
male friends threatens to have thirty.
i fifth birthday inside of three months.
This was the first stag party in Fairfax,
d and it didn't break up until a. M. by
which time several excited wives had
gathered on the sidewalk outside to see
!. if the excuse hubby had given them for
, being out late was bona fide. Several
. of his friends went down cellar with Mr..
4 Wallace about midnight to see how the
i furnace was working. and this week at
the meeting of the womans club Mrs.
Wallace was telling how tramp had
Il broken into their cellar window and taken
Fl three bottles of her elderberry wine
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