The Oakley eagle. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1901-1908, 1906-08-30

Now, gentlemen, want you TO give
your best attention. The show begins
right away"
A chair was brought, and Furber.
with the sheet of paper in one hand,
got IN into it. blushing like a little
girl making her first appearance at
SundaySchool Christmas tree. Then
he began:
There's a bull upon the market
And the bear is waxing hot:
In the East the Japs are hghtnG
In the wheat the rust is out;
So the bear is waxing hot
The farmers want high prices,
They ali yell for dollar wheat;
SO they scare the trade with cries
OF Hessian fly and rains of sleet;
And the bear keeps waxing hot.
There are many wheat crop killers.
With this bull upon the market
Yelling hail and blight and frost;
But the Russian bear amt in IT,
With this bear that's always hot
When he finished the applause. which
had broken out in several places, grew
roaring, for these men of the pit could
yell, and then some one started a line.
and in turn Furber was compelled to
shake the hand and receive the con-
CALCULATIONS OF every man in the room
Late that afternoon, turber took his
way leisurely out to the Koessler man
sion, and he hoped that she would be
at home He didn't have time to wait
for the evening editions to appear on
the streets, but he would make her
! read his poetry out of her own news
paper.
Phelan, coming down the steps as be
assembled, was a damper on his feel
ings, but could not suppress them by
any means.
Ruth, as she opened the door in an
swer to his ring.
Nothing artificial about that well
come thought Furber. Then he man
aged to have her take him out on
the inclosed veranda that overlooked
the street. He wanted to get that pa
per from the carrier as soon as he
could. In the meantime they talked.
Il believe could like intensely prac-
tical people, Ruth said, guardedly.
But they can't write poetry"
When l was down town this morn
ing, 1 went over to see what you were
doing. | was up in the balcony, and"
Il never saw YOU" broke in Furber,
and sickly feeling came over him.
He wondered at what time she was UP
there in the balcony.
mo, but | saw you, and you seemed
so excited, just like all the others.
do not know what you were all shout
ing about, but | knew that you were
doing things Everything seemed on
the move"
Thank YOU" said Furber, and he
felt relieved. She must have been ur
there afterwards" he thought.
At that moment the paper carried
came around the corner, and in few
minutes Furber was eagerly turning
the Pages of a copy. Ruth wondered
what was the matter with him. Their
he dropped the paper and looked out
towards the street. He could not looB
at ner.
why, what's this?" said Ruth, ano
he turned.
The paper was lying where it had
fallen with the last page upwards.
Sure, there it was. He had forgotten tc
look at the last page.
He picked up the paper and hand
ed 1t 10 Ruth. This individual news
paper devoted the last page to special
features. 1t had certainly made fea-
ture of him. There was a write-up
with the poem telling all about it and
the author, but there was also-he
swore he would jump on that reporter
next time he met him-the picture of
himself in his running toys at college
1t must have been the cut they used
that year he ran in the mile. "Univer-
sity athlete goes through wheat pit to
become poet it said.
But Ruth was devouring it all. "Oh,
Harry, how could you do it?" she said
at last.
Easy" aad Harry would have hug
! ged that reporter.
Then Ruth got up and went into the
house followed by Furber. She got a
scissors and carefully clipped the poem
from the paper.
Say, Harry" she said, as she fin
ished, you can do almost anything,
can't your"
Harry was too much flattered to an
swer.
well" and Ruth blushed slightly
and smiled at him.
Ruth" and Harry stretched out his
arms toward her imploringly.
When thew closed thev circled about
Ruth. for she was within them.
] Copyright, 1906, by Daily Story Pub. Coz
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