Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-03

The Manicure
Lady
BY WILLIAM r. KRE,

HCISTER MAYME and I cs..
tainly have Wilfred's gos,
now" said the ManfcY,.
Lady. You ought to see the h,o,
raphy of his life that the poor sin,
wrote. Some trade paper that -
wrote some poems for wrote ans
asked him for his biography, thoDe-
goodness knows what they thcug5.
it would amount to. My poor bro2E
er nearly lost his mind with deligL
when he got their letter, ana WAS
shut up all day before yesterd9y
writing the story of his life. Al,
pen name is WILDER Wilberforcs ami
this is the biography he wrote. Ma
me swiped it and made a copy OF :,
on the typewriter. Listen 10 thfs.
'Wilfred Wherefore, poet, so,z
writer and essayist, was born on t5s
29th day Of March, 1885, in the cir.
of Eau Claire, Wisconsin. His pa,-
ents were poor, but honest, and fbev
gave young Wilfred the best educs.
sion possible under the circun.
stances. He went through the hirn
school and showed a remarksbs
grasp in all his studies, He was par.
ticularly fond of Latin, and surpassed
his teachers in that interesting Ian.
guage, although they, too, were ey.
ceptiOnally intelligent.
Mr.. Wherefore wrote his frs,
famous poem when he was but If
teen years of age. II was called fTha
Dying Horse" and contained sons
lines Of wond beauty. From thai
time on his poems came thick and
fast, and now they are a Household
word in every land.
Mr.. WilberfOrce iB also an ESSAY.
list of rare ability, some of his es.
says having been pronounced as BET.
ter than Ruskins best efforts and az
least as meritorious as those Of En-.
erson He Is now but 30 years Old
and his friends and admirers thint
there is no limit to his future greet
ness. He does not drink or smoke
though his father does both to ey-
cess
There was = lot moro to It. NJ
about on the same order" said The
Manicure Lady, and when me md
Mayme kidded him about It he
burned it up. never seen him So
mad ! amt got q bit OF sympathv
for him, either. II was a foo thtag
for him to write, and II he had sent
it to that trade paper and had it
printed the old gent would have Wen.
to the mat with him about what ne
said about father I don't think no
son should print anything about his
dads habits, even II the old gent does
like his tea and smokes do y1g
George"
Certainly not" said the Head Bar
Der "A man gets enough slams
when he is running for office withoT
having his own son print stun a511.
him that sounds like a knock Your
brother must think pretty Wen =
himself. too, I don't see how nobody
could write anything beautiful about
a dying horse"
1T wasn't beautiful at all" said tie
! Manicure Lady IAN Of the neigh
bOrs kidded the life out Of him me
time it came out in the school paper
/ but Wilfred just said that they didn
understand poetry, and to this dag
1 he thinks It is one OF his best poems
Part of it went:
Thou dying steed. I can not bear
. To see thee suffering as thou art
l only wish that I could dare
/ To send a bullet crashing through
thy heart.
Then would thy soul have liberty
And thou would be out OF thy
misery"
Il don't see how he can think that
one Of his best pieces" said the Head
Barber.
Il guess he's right at that saIs
the Manicure Lady. The Others don
seem TO sound much better