New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-04-16


Heve the rnonOtony OF prison life. His
writings first appeared in The Mirror" the
prison paper and have recently been nc
copied by The Century" ''Harper's Maya
zine and other Eastern monthlies.
Incidentally. Carter. who refuses 10 give
his real name. says IL he is paTdOned he
will write no more verse. but win devote
himself TO music. for which he also has a
predilection.
THE Belln1an" Of Minneapolis. published
the following poem by Carter last month
under the title "Psllade OF Misery ard
Iron"
HagEard faces sEd trembling knAes.
Eyes that shine with weaklings hate,
Lips that nTUtter their bisspheneS
NurSerous hearts that darsly wait.
PIT 10 hold a slough or a sSoFd.
TX prayer this wall will psnstTats
Fave pity on these, my comrades, Lord
Poets sfng Of NE az the less
In tender verse and deltcats-
OF tear, tear, am, and manifold sgonie:s,. s.. ..
out OF this silence passionate
sounds deeper, wilder chord
IT song D. heard through the narrow Erarss
Have pity these my comrades. Lord.
Har< tbst vaU Of the Distant br~ezr.
Piercing over the close barred gate,
OF eyes that kindIe and lips that mate
An. by the loved ones desoiate.
" nose anguish nev er can pen record,
Tf Thou 10 truly compassionate,
Have pity on these, MY comrades. Lord.
LENvOf
These are pau,ns that thu band Of fate
areles: sEesps IRON II The eseskerno15a
Have pity on these. my comrades. Lord
Other poems In The same strain have ap-
peared in Eastern publications.
A poem published In The Century Mag.
azine," under the title Con SOrdini, fol-
lows:
There is but silence; vet IN thought 7 heard
~ n. dsspeTats chords o. tnst Vild r22nalse'
As Ger cattlefeld RouTnful haze
Blots out the dying from the dead msr.s sac.
Why. al the pageantTy OF war was there
Cannon and standard. ruined hearth sbl2=s.
The mufflsd roll % oath drum trumpet blsre.
And lonely women, mute in measuTeleSs Despair.
Nav. this - Cornwall. hear ys not Isold
CITY TO her lover In the starlit night
Swiftly. thou pupVst-heTp. seize and hold
tnth with blood-red iire The heavens eight i-
Thou art foredoorned 70 loneliness and pain.
Thy vsiiant arm. inyinei5ls for TLsht.
5000 IN thine ecr she Pours full-throated sons
In vain.
IRE Niolirs are hushed; a sonlbre chord
Startles tho dim cathedral: tremblirzly
Pure boyish voices supplIeate their Lord
Chanting 2 dirgsifke minor r1slody.
0 Zion but they know not what they
out Of The depths. o Lord'' bnt they
Ana through their veins tn hot blood riotinz
Attunes their caTs-free hearts 20 msdTisals Of
spTins
Te that have tansd ths wilderness o. scurd.
or your proud nifustrelsy nv share I claim
have rot. in the darkness here fast bond
There Is no power in agony shame
To bar me from the IRE crowned heights ys hold
In deepest siIence may near m same
Unearthly music that loved % Old.
crave no dole rho draw from stores Of wealth
untold.
A poem published in ''Harper's Weekly,
Lux TenebriE,' is as follows:
AT the days end your lamp Is 1T.
Ard 7 that wander am glad Of T..
] may not sip Of the glowing FIRE
That burns IN your ewes. Q hearts sssirs
put out ~ the lanterns stsadfast z1eam
In utI1ost darkness l weave me a dream
The line forms sulIeniy. there IS no sound
Save sharp voics that rasrs It's Forward
The shufing feet creep onward through N.
Locks cfatter. end in WEAKNESS profound
Most sink unconscious 70 a dresmless SLEEP
While soms few through the night long vigil
keep.
With the sunrise your voice lifts cIear
And that Nsude- sfar may hear.
Nainly harps the wind In the trees
That ever the song accompanies.
But % the harmony Incomplete
I weave an anthem u praise. my sweet
All W. that knew the better from the worse
Our deeper guilt must pay a thOusandfold
IN mourning garh come those loved OF old
And some weep silently: but others curse
''Ie filed the cur. why should 80 not then,
drink 80
The words are Just. our whipped souls can bu,
shrink.
Eut the lamps alight. and the clear proud sons
Shall reach to the throne Of God e-e long
The night must pass. and strange. new dawn
Burst upon field and Copse and lawn:
For out of the warp Of shame and tears
l weave the JOY % the coming years.
The pardon board win take up Carter's
case Immediately upon meeting Just be-
tore noon. and If it can he arranged Carter
will he freed at once and. as soon as a suit
OF street clothing can be purchased will be
brought to st. Paul. where a der1orstra-
tion bordering on a reception has been ar
ranged for him. lie will be the guest Of
Judge Willis.
Offers Of employment have been pouring
in by mail and wire. Newspapers. maya
zines. vaudeville houses. orchestras and
various musical organizations are after
him. To all of the pressing queries ne re-
plies: II am still a prisoner. Wait until 7
am freed Then | will talk business. But
not until then"