The Evening standard. [volume] (Ogden City, Utah) 1910-1913, 1910-08-20

Copyright 1910 by the New York
1IRGINIA (enters Nth rush, as pursued clos
! ing and boiling The door; uhi'o doing speaks
" to somo person, persons outside No. You
shall not follow spy mel What do you
want with me2 Am l not ready for the sucri-
6ce7 Aye. sacrifice, 1 say oh, Colonel, think
YOU do guess why you arc marrying me of to man
Nd enough be Observation-Disclosures!
Listens moment as il 10 those outsde). Eb? oh,
tor my good Because for hcr pretty foce the pros
sorou old merchant will the pcnnilcss maid without
dover! 6ue tale forsooth, Colonel, and ono that
Will read bravey that diory write ccrky in your
scholars hand But will cut over the canary and
the very echoes arc buzziug with the bargain you are
driving! Aye bargain giving your ward your old
comrades orphan child in payment of your losses at the
gaming table! TO pay debt of honor Honor?
Heaven save the mark! What honor there be in
breaking a young girls heart?
So now the cat is out the bag Drums dcristpcy
door ,chuc spcaNiug) know. ppd know that know.
and you may as we'll leave this, my remaining hour
Of life in peace,
What do hear? Oh. fe, Colonel what naughty Ian
,re But IL till the coach is ready to take church
,o, do not leave me alone, ! Christian swear
ril never go through the ceremony! III shame you'll III
6te I'll scratch I'll I'll tear the brdegrooms wig
,m his bald pate and dash tho pruyerbook from the min
,,ors hand. and-I will will, will; there!
,Come, do,on and looks abou, 10Th tender sodness.)
N dear old attic dear old playroom, goodby (Goes to
,indo,o) Dear James River how many toy ships hive
sent freighcd with dreams Your waters out to seal
sweet spring with and lilies and Towering
NV tress and mock-brd's song, goodby! Oh doubt
Tho world will roll on wontedy when am Madam
rbrockmorton but spring screech owl or mock
bird twill he all one TO mel And that white monument
,opder TO Evelyn Byrd, My arc too swollen with
rccpnc TO read its record. but do not know 1T from
,eno,vt-.Here in the Sleep of Pence Rcposes the
,odv Of Mistress Evelyn Byrd" Peace forsooth! LyDs
nilapb, These old walls have often whispered me how
roIvn sighed and pned her cruel father for
,adc her marrying the true love of her heart! sleep
rsoolh. Those strange creubings and groanngs that
,urse always told but the uneasy pains in the
woodwork Of the house. do not know that it is the
click Of Eyeyns little high hecled shoes the rattle OF
o sticks of her fan her spirit bnek to dance
rhosty uipre,! Poor. restless spirit in death re-
,cUinr tho ioyous hours when Mordaunt woocd her at
K,nc Georges court, And of dark fenrsone night
when tbo branches toss wildly in the wind, have We
cot seen something white glide by, moaning aud wall
Dg, "O-o-oo-o!
On EVELYN wonder shall !. too. lnGer 10 be twenty
vine before J. too decline into tho Awful Tomb Oh.
Evelyn. you never long put end 10 II by run
ling down the eecret stairway to the river lndeotm9
'7n> NALL OF by eapipg from tho easement into
The bottomless well 10 drown till you were deao II
My had the courage! But. no. it looks SO cold. SO
ark. sc still, Ill live: that's t-liyo TO torment my
'ormeutors vixen O tcrmagan sbrewI Oh some
ono shall rue this day. vow
tuovcs oJoUt comes upon old povhin0s, dc.) An, my
little workbo1. my tambour frame. my sampler VIII
'he device ] prickcd my fingers spell outsVirginia
Shirley is my name; America my nation; Virginia u
my dwelling place, and Christ is my salvation" LAW