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

He friendly big rat with deep fur like that of
mink He lives in Grant Park Perhaps his father mother
unusual rat escaped from the close by.
You pass his hole foot of small the side
of the drive When you watch him he watches you He does
not down his hole unless you presume much and get
close enough to his eyes distinctly.
Then he goes down. but and keeps the
between and him He does not like to miss the end of the
day.
He is wonderfully active alert and EFFICIENT.
His trail leads from the foot of the beside the drive
the andoced body of water which the little rowboats
lie at night and stormy days going the lake when is
safe.
His engine is his heart the his transmission
and ignition his lungs his cabuetor and the brain the
rat sku-as mysterious your brain-is his driver
He lives happy in his domain doubling that the whole
park made for him. little beings believe the whole uni
made for He quite that the boats passing
by his rahole the drive NOT inhabited and that intel
gent mind created them He agnostic-you can't make
him believe anything that he understand prove
and he understand prove very much he is happy
and self satisfied and knows that the yarn about the park
being laid and the drive made purpose fairy story
not to be swallowed by any AGNosTIc rat.
He up and down his little path lives his hole the
foot Of the looks with contempt the queer gray animals
in his hole with his teeth grown long, and die
has not missed anything that life had to offer.
may that evening you will
BILE to visit Grant Park and watch at the right spot.
You many like him any part of Atlanta or
any big city They humans not rodents woegged and
without fur, but intellectually they too, rats
They live in their little holes and have their little unways
They deny what they can't understand and they look
the big lake. which, to human beings walking erect great
mysterious sky of night with all its beauty and grandeur
Beautiful Lake ALBANIA, but the brown nothing
for it.
The down, leaving behind him enough light to cover
the water with deep, dark purple.
The rising fights with pale light against thin clouds
and against the bright memory of the just gone wind
full of life and power blows the carrying cold with
It, The trees taking the drearness of winter.
In the southwest great planet shines with pure light.
When you will have been dead million years that noble light
will shine that spot and then perhaps will begin
to know and appreciate the lake" which they live
lake infinite space and unendng time
the stars and planets comets and nebuaethe lake in which
solar systems the units the Milky Way single and
microscopic atoms of life cnging to grain of sand
The brown of Grant Park takes any interest the
lake which few yards from his hoe-1Oooo miles could
separate him from completely And If he did
would him only dreariness
ro too big for his BRAIN too overwhelming for his courage
that live here do OUR great lake eternal
infinite universe in which our grain of sand is rolling
And oosmic and less than
and horror that brown would
the lake him.
We invent time and space and the clock to comfort
We plan glded heaven at the top of nnity painful
hell bottom We bear as is We can
not bear to face it, study it and revere it.
But man built to stand straight and look at the sky will
forever be rat living intellectual hole in the
ground.
The that by look down so cody
of