The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1907-11-28
AYHAWKER JOTS

| Downs, which used to be a wide
| open town, will close even its billiard
halls and pool rooms after Decem-
Der /.
Mean way that the Jewell Repub-
lican puts it: "Mr. Bryan has been
tried and found neutrality-suspicious.
| nomination"
As additional evidence that Mr..
| Shakespeare was right in his assertion
| that there is nothing in a name. it
| might be noted that Mr.. Wolf. of Jew
ell, sells turkeys.
In spite of the money shortage
one day last week in the little town
of Sylvia. The crops appear to be
| moving just the same.
Yelled hint by Tom Ellis in the Bur-
lingame Chronicle: This great educa-
tional journal isn't going to have any
spasms about leaving the motto, "In
God We Trust" off the new gold coins
until we have ocular demonstration
that it is fact. So far''our knowl-
edge is confined to the reports pub
lished in the newspapers. Delinquent
subscribers are invited to give this
item a careful rereading-
have been sighted at last The Wei
lington Mail tells about them thus:
Last winter two pairs of Chinese
pheasants were placed with w. G.
PLANE, between the city and the Min
nescah. Mr.. Froment reports that
these pheasants have raised two
broods Of young this summer. These
ed to US but we hope that the other
consignments will be found to have
done WELL.
Mack Gretchen: You like the
pleasant, obliging person best. but the
kicker usually gets the best service.
Be kind to everybody, but
especially to the aged. You are trav-
cling their way rapidly yourself
Why do the churches have to
use a bell? The crowd usually gets
to good show at the opera house on
time When you drive
past the farm you can usually tell who
is boss by the size of the house and
barn. Big house, little barn, the
woman.
This is the way Walt Mason feels
about it: Il am tired of Sammy Whit
low and his celebrated dray, let him
take his lumber wagon and his dreary
face away; I am tired of Mrs. Bradley
and her scrape with Mr.. Brown. and
the learned and able jurist should
so tired of Brother Fairbanks and his
presidential boom, which has all the
clammy vagueness of specter from
the tomb. Tired of peerless Billy
Bryan and his letters to the press;
just the name of peerless leaders gives
a weary bard distress. I am tired of
all the chestnuts which these passing
days disclose; tired of frantic, 5awing
their foes; tired of banks and bonds |
and bankers, and of crises that don't
crise; tired of mouth performing peo-
pie who don't seem to stack up Ice; |
but the thing that caps the climax, |
and the thing that beats the band. is |
the fame of Pierpont Morgan as the |
Man Who Saved the Land!"
Another Emporia man has had
department of the Kansas City Star,
You all know" he says, "how annoy |
ing it is to have fragment Of poem |
floating around in your memory, with |
tach to it the lines that follow. Re-
Gently 1 had occasion to quote the |
verse beginning:
coy, and hard to please
and to save my life I couldn't recall |
the rest of the verse, and none Of my |
from. A friend told me it was from
Gray's Elegy In a Country Church 4
yard, and my son, who is not long out
Of temple of learning, and ought to
know, said that 1t was an extract |
from 'Curfew Must Not Ring To-
night 1 wasn't satisfied in my own
mind, however. so 1 wrote to the
Poems Asked For department of the
star, and its editor assured me that
The couplet quoted was from The
Saturday Night by Tom
my Burns. He said that the connect
ing lines were:
Yet seen too oft. familiar with your
face,
We first endure, then pity, then
embrace.
ST knew that he was off his base.
and took a day Off, and investigated,
that the poem from which
ny two lines formed an extract was /
written by old Bill Shakespeare"