Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1907-06-29

career for the allurements of domestic
bliss.
OF stories and poems of human nature
nave been enriched.
He was ever holding his sides In
| lnerriment over some Door old fellow
declaring at the same time. that "the
smile meant no disrespeot to an hon
ored fellow-citizen whose costume was
out or date. but whose patriotism never
changed with years" The appearance
or venerable relic of the Revotu-
ton' as he terms the old gentleman
win the cooked hat and knee breaches,
was sufficient inspiration for his "The
. Last Leaf, the two last stanzas max
ing up for any fun-poking throughout
the poem:
Il know it is sin
For me to sit and grin
AT him here;
But the old three-cornered hat,
And the nreeches. and all that,
Are so queer!
And II I should live to he
The last leaf upon the tree
In the spring,
Let them smile. as do now.
AT the old forsaken bough
Where / cling"
What suggestions for poems-not
verses, but poems-would have been
his among that rare collection of with
cred boughs sere and yellow leaves
ashes of roses. closing flowers, and
fading lights, gathered together at the
Lagoon last Tuesday. And we think
we hear him saying, as upon one occa-
sion. after he had passed the point
emitting him TO a blue bgdge. New
sympathies new sources or encourage
ment, II not Inspiration. have opened
themselves before me. and cheated the
least promising season OF life of much
that seemed to render II dreary and
depressing"
Could he have seen those dear old
faces bent over the teacups. line upon
line. table upon table. hundreds upon
hundreds. joyous, happy, glowing with
"Reminiscences. he would have said.
again. Il have soTrething left to say.
] have found an occupation to encour-
age me with the assurance that / am
not yet in my second childhood" And
the old tree would have psi Forth fresh
green leaves expressed in new Poems
over the Teaeups."
An old man entitled to the badge OF
blue, entered that house OF business on
north Main, where the kindly orlgina-
tor of the old folks excursion has neld
forth from pioneer days, and asked for
two tickets, one for himself and one tor
his wife.
Good morning, job" said the kind
ly gentleman In question. after tickets
are you? Here, So-aud-So. give this
boy two tickets for himself and his
girl"
Boy! The very word caused tho
wlthered bough TO straighten up and
put forth new shoot I'm the form OF a
radiant smile, and The bystander was
minded OF that beautiful poem Of dear
Old DR.. Holmes, that makes glad tho
hearts of all who read. The Boys" and
read TO his Harvard class OF 1929. A
few stanzas OF which run as follows;
Has there any old fellow got mixed
wit the boys?
II there has, put him out without max :
ing noise.
Hang the Almanuc's cheat and the
Catalogues spite!
Old Time is d liar! We're twenty to-
night!
We're twenty We're twenty! Who
says VIC are more2
He's tipsy--young jaekanapes! show
him tho door!
Gray temples at twenty@-Yes! white
u we please,
Where the snow fakes fail thickest
there's nothing can freeze!
Was It sowing | spoke Of? Excuse
the mistakel
Look close-you viii Bee not sign OF
nakel
We want some new garands FOR those
we have she'd
And these are white roses IN place OF
tbs red.
you hear that boy laughng?- You
think he's all fun:
But the Ansels laugh, too, at the good
he had done.
The children laugh loud as they troon
to his call.
And The poor man that knows him
laughs Ioudest VI AL.