The Waterbury Democrat., 1942-12-31

 about lessons, My first day on a newspaper, the city e0ltor eAllea me over and said ~Son. you been to c0lleRNYN
 ssSre," I replied proudly, "ooe a Gegfee>A
 nc looked at me disgustadly and commented, ~Well, you got a week to torget ie"
 z put the letteVNd sweaters at the bottom of trunk, I threw away tho fraternity pin, I tore up the request that I l0tn the alumni NSSo~ ciatl0n, I forgot it in four days, And I've never been sorry, \ never wrete this one heeaNse I never got around to ik, It is lSGT. Nagasaki JoeS in Hongkong is e gay place, You 90 out along ship Se, the wiekeSt street in the world hS riekShaw,
 There are girls end music and lots of liquor and fun, The pro. prietor Is Q right guy, clapptng you on the back and all, But he always seems to he waiting for something, patiently,
 I've wondered since # he wasn't waiting for last year, And if the Friendly hand" didnt hold . dag ger when tho day came,
 never wrote this before, be- cause I loved Elizabeth Me- Court (Rahy Doel Tahor, ShN was very old, I was very young, 1t was not a romantic love. but the ador- ation of youth for great woman who was also a great lady,
 She was q legend of . woman, in- accessible, Rememh or, she had been the wife of the richest man in the world" Senator H, A, w, Tabor, the silver King, who never gnew even when he lost them how many millions he had owned, The Hame of Tabor was to the world then as are the names of Roeke- feller and Ford now,
 But the bottom fell out of silver, Tabor died, His widow lived on. in a miserable one~rooM shack In Leadville, Colo, trying to save two things; her memory ot their daugh- ter, silver Dollar Tabor, and her claim on the MatchleSs mine, held in the clutches of creditors and liti- gation,
 Now Silver Dollar Tabor had set out to make name for herself. But like many a rich girl, suddenly plunged into poveFy. she couldn't take the toughneSS and coldnesS of the world, She never found fame, but she was in headlines when she was burned to death in q fire In q sordid Chieago rooming-house,
 Baby Doe" Tabor would never admit her daughter was dead,
 met the old lady one day in Denver, where she had come to try to reclaim the MatchleSS, No newspaperman had been able to get to her for years, I got to her by the simple expedient of knocking on the door of her cheap hotel room and starting to talk to her.
 We became friends, She told me her daughter. Silver, was alive, and that she often had letters from the girl. She spoke of her as My Darling" and My Honeymaid".
 Baby Doe" had such charm, you could talk with her and never re- alile she was dressed in an old blue denim shirt, e horrid, rough, faded wool skirt, and heavy miners shoes,
 She died one day in her Lead vile shack, alone. She knew she had lost her fight to save the MatehleSs,
 And, as rummaged through the pitiful possessions of this woman, once the beloved of "the worlds richest man." I found evidence she had lost the fight to convince her. self of the thing she had always upheld to the world.
 Tn the corner of a battered bu- reau was a crumpled pair of stock ings, Q young girls stockings, Pinned to them was 6 note in Baby Does hanwdirting which still have, It said:
 "silver's stockings, o. Lord, where Is she?"