Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-27
The Big Brown Rat That Lives
i'm Grant Park
He Never Goes Over Look the Lake His Hole in the
Ground Interests Him.

mink He lives Grant Park Perhaps his father or mother
unusual rat escaped from the zoo close by.
You pass his hole at the foot of small tree the east side
of drive. you watch him you He does
go down his hole unless you presume much and
close enough to his eyes distinctly.
Then goes down, up keeps the
between you him. the end of the
day.
He is wonderfully active alert and EFFICIENT.
leads beside the drive
the andocked body of upon which the little rowboas
lie night and stormy days going the lake when it is
safe.
His engine is his heart the nerves are his transmission
and ignition his lungs his carbureor and the brain in the
rat skuas mysterious your brainis his driver.
lives happy domain doubling that
park made for him. little beings believe the whole uni
made for He quite that the boats passing
by his rahole drive NOT inhabited and that intel
gent mind created them He agnosticyou can't make
him believe anything that he not understand and
and understand prove very he happy
and dissatisfied and knows that the yarn about the park
being laid and the drive made on purpose fairy story
not to be swallowed by any AGNosTIc rat,
up down his little path lives in his hole
the tree looks with contempt the queer gray animals
with bushy tails that live UP the and day he will die
hole with his grown long, and die convinced that
has not missed anything that life had to offer
may that evening you will take the
BILE to visit Grant Park and watch at the right spot
You many like him any part of Atlanta
any big city They humans rodents olegged and
without fur, but Intellectually they too, rats.
They live their little holes and have their little runway
They deny what they can understand and they look
big lake. which, human beings walking erect great
mysterious sky of night with all beauty grandeur
Beautiful is Lake ALBANIA, but the brown rat nothing
for it,
sun down. leaving him enough light
the with Deep dark purple
The rising fights with pale light against thin clouds
against bright memory of the gone wind
power carrying cold with
1t. The taking on the dreariness of winter.
In the southwest great planet shines with pure light
you will dead million years that noble light
will shine in that spot and then perhaps will begin
to know appreciate the lake which they live
the lake of infinite space and unending time the lake of
the stars and planets comets and nebulaethe lake in which
systems units the Milky Way single
microscopic of life clnging grain of sand
The brown of Grant Park takes interest the
which few yards from his hole10000 miles could
separate him completely And if he did
would him only drearness horror
big his overwhelming courage
live do OUR great lake. eternal
universe in which grain of sand is rolling
And cosmc rats and less than recoi
and horror that brown would reco
the lake so him.
We invent space and the clock comfort us
We plan gded heaven at the top of nfnity and painful
hell at the bottom We not bear to look at as is We
face it, study it and it,
man. built stand straight and look the sky not
be human living in intellectual hole
ground.
by one and look down so codly
will different the thousands of by
will always tiny feeble pitful little beginnings of thought
for not rise above planet But they will
least not afraid TO face his destiny study that
contains him.
Man will find the courage live mentally to- THINK as
far out the universe his telescope carry himard far
beyon