Show demise strikes poor jutes with terrible blow I By KENNETH JENKS As far as I am the ival of the news could be time when word of the d to he sinking reached the Offices of the steamship The Unique was To make it the first news I heard of it was sitting before in the form of the father IS the stunned to say the Tack I was S Unused to mighty happenings cracking my freshman I v died on spot T had been there in the with trying to little poem I was prattling p ug a when he to have to Id me that he and the mag were I never had a man die my sight before and J. now stood as a martyr before my Like seeing John Brown it Oh of course momentary impressions and the like had a deal do with but the I Unique is finished I was Someone hind me talked to and I chew-f Then John ed on mv I'm going home and L he rubbed his hand along his chin take a bath He was leaning back in his and he had one foot up on his knee and was picking at the heel of his battered The person behind me said something and the de- ceased editor laughed you have 1 ever heard John R. emit his merri-l you will appreciate my men-r it with trace of hap-i I'm just a i damn ole Writing obituary story I've had all An editor of The Chronicle writing the obituary for the grand old joy mag and when I looked I saw that had gone home to I I sob-I These events were with the sudden death of a dear L i friend I only felt an interesting The guy at the typewriter mumbled a wagged his head and is Then he blew smoke out his flicked off ashes that weren't really there returned to his I left the Uni-on it was and it had to Classes were and a man wearing- a navy overcoat and a pipe passed me on the then I realized that all these students did not know they had seen their last There wouldn't even be a blaze of oratory about the end of The beautiful old girl was just going to lie down and A girl in a red coat passed me arid I wondered if I should have worn my I thought of in his red and I looked at the sky and decided it was going to be with more I let go a hearty sob and walked toward the |