Show THE SWEET HOME 1 1 the following from a n newspaper of 1 1853 gives some inheres interesting in g incidents I 1 in n the life of tile the author of 0 sweet home As I 1 sit in in my garret here in in washington watching matching the course of 0 great me men i and the destiny of ot party often loften n beet vv lib strange in this eventful life 1 The I he most remarkable was vi as that ofa of J heward paine the author of sweet bleet home I 1 knew him intimately intimated tel ile he occupied the room arder me for some time lime and his conversation was so captivating that I 1 often spent a hole days das in his hia apartment ile he was an applicant for ilice at the time consul at tunis 1 unis from which lie he had been removed what a sad thin tiling it was wa to see the poet subjected to all the humiliation of 0 office seeking of an eveni g lie he would walk N alk the streets on such occasions occa siona he would ouid give ghe me abi a history story of ins his wanderings his trials and all cares incident to his sensitive nature ind arid poverty how often 7 said lie he once 1 11 I have been in in the heart beart of oe paris pans berlin and london or some other city and heard persons angi g or handorgan hand organ playing home SN sweet act home without having a shilling to buy tile the next meal or a place to lay my head the world has litte litteral rally lv sung sting my song until aery every heart hart is is familiar with its melodies yet I 1 have been a wanderer from my boyhood my country has turned me ruthlessly from office and in in my ay old age I 1 have to submit to humiliation I 1 milia 11 ilia tion for my bread I 1 thiis he be would complain of his hapless lot his only wish was wag to die in a foreign land to be buried by strangers stranger and sleep in obscurity poor gaynel his wish was realized he died at tunis 1 should be brodi brought ht to this country arid and a monument eret erected ell to him by the homeless with tins this in in t ton here ere lies J howard jaynet author 0 evv beet home A w anderer in life I 1 e w hose songs gongs were vre sun sung in every lounge and found an echo cho in ti es ery erv heart never had a home ile he died in a foreign land anti 11 |