Los Angeles herald., 1907-11-17

tected writing a combination of eni
gram and epitaph that should embaIm
thet failings of that long gone peda-
gogue, and he insisted that he never
would have been caught if the rhyma
for the last line had not stumped him
and caused a fatal delay. baby he
gan to cry Justify while he was snealx
ing and there were ominous whispers
from some of the committeeman "Tbat
kid was named after me- Don't nut
him out. ] can talk louder than be
care It's all right"
Then he spoke of the old davs ord
he thought they were good davs "hut
these are better" he said. "We m,,st
not fondle the past too much We want
to go forward Look ahead. You,II
be happier for it, Keep on the pilot of
the engine if you cam
Then he rrecited that rich, racy old
poem OF his, The Schoolmaster,s
Guests" and after that the pilgrims
trooped down the highway to the home
stead. where there were more speecbns
AS he surveyed the throng around bir,
he said: "If l were in the habit of Iot
ting my feelings overcome me 7 would
be crying now. IF anybody else hora
wants to cry, however, I shall be glad
to see them at it. Dear neigbbors
don't know why you should honor ~
today as you do by your presence here
In regard to this locality and INV rela.
tions with 1t don't want to be egotisti-
CAL but l know that is what Won wsnt
me to talk about. 1 had a father
mighty good one, too-and if If ware ho
whom you met to honor you would nndar1
STANDS 1t. Maybe he's here TODAY bona
he is" opo
Not an Early Riser
AT this point viii Carleton calIed or+
to man on the lawn: "Come bera ~,
Colweu, I'm going to talk about oI5
times, and 1 want you on the porch h,,
me TO prove what I say Walk rieht
up old snoozer." AT this veteran oe
6oydens famous sharpshooters, a reei-
ment of which the Civil war devo,,ro,,
more than half. made his wav bashS,,,1,,
TO chair by the speaker Father di6n;t
Know" resumed Mr.. Carleton. ..vbo+
would amount to--if anything-did bo
CALI" 'lu me-
Cal responded with a grin: ''WelI. be
wanted you to be a farmer but vow
mother wanted you to be a preacher"
wen, said Mr.. Carleton, "I didn,t
neileve in disturbing the natural conform.
lty OF the soil. 1t suited me. Cal, here.
ohce introduced me at meeting and
said that every drop of sweat thew got
out of me- cost 'er dollar. Yes Won did
Cal. Well, I was doing little thinl,in,
around here then. Thinking was +bo
most liked to do. was never much of
getter-up. I could write better tilI
or In the morning. and then getting nm
wasn't so easy. When father came to
the foot of these stairs and said Willie.
guess it's about time you were getting
up knew 1 could turn over for another
hour, but when. he called William, come
down here! then 1 knew a section of the
Judgment day had arrived"
He closed by reciting "Out of the Old
House, Nancy" and then there v IS great
handshakng and album signing and good
old fashioned visits and the singing of
My Country, 'Tis Of Thee" A reception
was given to Mr. Carleton at the beauti
ful home of the Maucks on the Hillside
Heights. A feature of the day was the
presence of Mrs Anne Gridley mother
OF When You re- Ready Gridlev
and nurse beloved of the soldiers in the
Civil war
Thus was the poet of the farm crowned
by the people of Michigan with the maple
leaves of gold and scarlet that he loves.
They did it because he has added sone-
thing to the body of poetry that all the
world knows and has committed to the
heart of memory.
And so 1t will live