The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1907-08-03
"PoE16s ASKED Fop !.

1ln Cltlsens In Atchison IA.
Great Yearning for ver..
We have often referred with a..
ration to the Kansas City Star. -
partment headed Poems Asked Fo.n
It is valuable as well as INTEREST," ~.
says the Atchison Champion. Era
body knows what 1t means 70 ro+o,s
the memory fragment of a son.
poem and be unable to secure tho W. VI
ance Of 1t. The Stars admlrahlo =
partment helps you to get tho ~
you are suffering for. We have has
SO much impressed by this departmosa.
that we have decided to estahl,.s
similar one in the Champion. Wh.'
our determination was made known
great many leading citizens sant
communications, some Of which anna"
below. ~"'
N. II. Todd wants some kind f,,o,,
to send him the poem which omen.
follows:
He stood on the bridge at midnight
As full as son of gun:
And two moons rose over the civ.
Where there should have been but on,
D. e. Good writes us: when W.,
boy was very fond Of song tb,t
was popular in those days. I remam
Der only a few words of the choru,
but in order that the measure NAV Ia
preserved 1 interpolate sundry sv1l..
bles which have no particular meann,
or relevance. II some dear sister a,
the Cozy Corner would send me ths
correct words of this beautiful son,
my gratitude would be overfowins:
"And if in the lumty-tum battle fall
A lumty-tum's all that l crave:
0 bury me deep in the what-you-may-caD
And plant thingumbobs over my grave
w. v. Ingham writes: Il would
cheerfully pay so cents for the four
stanzas Of a poem which moved me to
tears when I was young man. l have
forgotten the name Of the poem a.
well as the name of the author, but
some sister Of Our Home Circle NAV
be able to Identify the following verse.
and send me the companion verses:
I took her little hand in mine,
l clasped her beauteous form;
I vowed I'd shield her from the wind.
And from the worlds cold storm
She turned her hazel eyes on me,
Her tears did wildly flow,
And with her pouting lips she said:
"Confound you, let me go!'
Capt. John Seaton sends US the fol-
lowing as the first verse of a very Gu
rious poem that he knew when he was
a boy. Read it carefully and you will
see that it Is simply a string of con-
tradictions. Capt. Seaton informs US
that he will give large bar of strict
" pure pig iron to anybody who sends
him the other two stanzas:
IT'S midnight, and the setting sun
Rises in the far glorious west;
The rapid rivers slowly run,
The frog sits on it's downy nest;
The pensive goat and sportive COW
Hilarious leap from bough to bough.
D. e. Farnsworth asks us to try to
recover for him a beautiful poem
which, he says has Influenced his en-
tire career. He cannot remember the
name or any of the words of the poem,
but he would be profoundly grateful
to any person who can send the rhyme
to him.
Jacob George asks for the words Of
a poem beginning Beneath a spread
ing smithy tree the village chestnut
stands"
w. r. Nelson Of the Kansas City
Star writes that he would like to CO
operate with us in this matter Of re-
covering lost poems and expresses bis
anxiety to secure a very old rhyme
which opened as follows:
She sang soprano sweetly, her voice was
like Tyre;
But one Sunday she ate onions and busted
up the choir.