The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-07-04

GesundhcIt Knockers! have your Ming!
into an Anvilfest you're bid:
II took Lot Of Hammenng
To build Old Cheops's Pyramid
The first poem is dedicated to Mr.. Kip
ling. who is apostrophized:
Prophet OF Drawn and bravery!
Bard OF the fighting man
And many OF these verses about The
Transport Central Ferguson. "The OFFICER
Boy" and "The Filipino Maiden" might
have been written by the author OF the
"Barrack Room Ballads" There is a note
Of cheerfulness in this frankly unpreten-
tious little volume. Here is "Rondeau
OF Riches
II were rich and had a store
or gold doubloons and louis dor
A treasure for a pirate crew
Then would spend It all for YOU
My hearts delight and conqueror!
About your feet upon the floor.
Ten thousand rubles would pour
Regardless OF expense. I'd WOO
II were ricn.
But as I'm not. can but soar
Mid Fancy's heights ana ponder DER
The things that | would like TO do:
And as pass them In review
IL strikes me that you'd love me more
II were rich
A world of philosophy ia compressed
into small space in the poem, when the
Pipe Goes Out:
A maden's heart,
And signs profusc
4 fathers foot,
And-whats the use
A Field OF Folk" Orchard G. Badger)
is the title of Miss Isabella Howe Fiske's
volume In the final verse she thus pro-
claims herself "a guest of Omar
All things Of men and nature Omar felt.
Yet sang q knocking song the while he knct;
A master OF his craft. he wrought his tents
And awhile in one OF them have dwelt.
Mr. II. Arthur Powell calls his verses
young Ivy on Old Walls" Orchard e.
Badger. As well as anything in the vol
ume we like these verses to THE Athletes
Arm"
Some sing OF the play OF woman's face,
And the features nameless charm
But mora TO me the leonine grace
OF an athletes naked arm.
As II rests on the rim OF a light canoe
Or swells with the swinging oar,
There's not a swan on the waters blue
But holds It's proud head lower.
Where the shot is put and the hammer hurled.
Or the vaulting pole Is seen.
The arm the arm Is king o the world.
And king OF Its fairest Queen
The symbol OF power and the tool OF will.
With a beauty all Its own:
Since ancient Grscian days. with skill
Has II been extolled In stone.
The nrst TO answer It's countrys call
The bravest in the night:
The hrst to scale the hostile wall.
The last 20 sleep at night.
Then whether on land will conauenng weight,
or spurnlng the brine and BARN.
Here s health--and the hope OF worthy mattel
To the athletes naked ARM
Last on the list we have a work Of ex-
treme seriousness entitled THE Mothers
Orchard G. Badger), by Mr.. Edward F.
HAYWARD. This poem celebrates the MAX
ing of a curious award. An elderly phi
lanthropist has bequeathed sum Of money,
of which a part of the income Is to be
awarded, once in every three years, to the
best mother in the town. A committee
OF Ave men and five women are to be the
Judges. The first scene is in an open square
in the town of Osmotherly. It is the day
OF the festival and the awarding OF the
prize. Two travellers discuss the fact
that there is no business doing in the city
and a passing citizen explains the reason:
The occasion 5 yours. In yonder hall exhibited
A hundred children. more or less. will be:
While the best mother by bench award
With nch prize will be honored.
There Is a rare list OF entries AZ the
citizen enumsrates them:
Fine women women fair to look upon
Arts, graces and sdornments counted In.
You can md many Shining AZ the rout.
Al balls bewldering. pacing Fashions pave
Men widen eyes TO SEQ them. everywhere
Adorable. But matrons, oh. how nanyt
Some mothers. without heart unwilling: some.
Believing. say, = lecturers spoiled In them.
The judges in the end successfully ac-
complsh their delicate task, and strange
to say, the bench award gives everybody
satisfaction.