Show I BITS OF COLOR JIMS POTIIY 1 reckln yew muxt think us queer me an I my Mnndv hey Yew see wcjeiU come up to this hero city tother dnv An my boy Jim ho brought us an vo nil geL money umow An Jim nr1 inS LO qull the churn nn mo to quit the plough Ill toll yew how H come f bo that we uns left the run Wrmar Im AIlUJl nle nn peaceful like an OICnl I safe from uuvn That In a wtY boy uv mla h = > done It yea wouMnt llurk I Never > thought hod mount f notnm nearly drums us all ter drink When hed bo uiher kids Wilt playln rciulln out uv books When wo untried him for workln no u bo suoliin by ih I brooks Er layln underneath tho trees awatchln clouds go ny Er ratcilnf words on paper bags an now an thenhed sigh Mont any placo around th houso hod leave a foolish rime Thet hed scribbled on some paper doln iiuthln all the lime At first my Maiidy boxed his ears an then I took a hand But It never done no good nohow tow try tow reprimand VVo thought the lad was daffy or half witted like yew know So wo uns quit a Jawln an a slappln uv him no An one day ho wus missln an wo couldnt get a word Frum nowhir bout that young un so sun no ono hadnt heard Tho years passed on but never eny letter come frum Jim My MnndyK heart WU7 brcakln cuz sho didnt hoar rum him But ono day come a menage Jest fer ma an pa it said An It told us ho vfuz comln an wo knowcd he wuznt dead An along with this hero letter thar came a luvely book With n picture uv a feller like I thoutTTVi I my Jim might look But all the readIn In It wuz verses writ an ucli I A lot HV stuff yew never seen It wusn t up tew muun Thon a paper come eJllr from Noo York an let me tell l vow now I Thet picture wuz right In It uv my Jim I wlio wouldnt plough An sonieihln bout him bcln great In i potry my boy sure An Momethln bmit a hit hod mado in stuff call d lltrachuro I Toll he como home an sure cnuff that goodfornothln chap I Wuz big an fine an rich an all but didnt care a rap About a thing on earth but us an books an things tew write But I cues It nays him better than per tater Jlggln might lIe says they buy his potry an lies got a lot or fame In this rumblln roarln city whar hes kinder made a name An the only thing Im fcarln Is I the wife hell pick out now Some > vixen who cant run a churn an he cant run a plough a > o PSALM OF STILL LIFE Lives of women never mind them Whether they be roarso or fine Every wash day wo can find them Rubbering at the neighbors line A KIMONA GIUL Sho Is a dainty klmona girl With wavy hair and a Frenchy curl And royal purplo with threads of gold Is all around her In silken fold Klmona klmonn Soft gown from Japan The Jail where the lovcrgod Locks up a poor man Bound In Us soft alluring mesh That seems to caress her warm white nosh She takes love captive the all the whole And then you worahlp with all your soul 0I I Klmona klmona From over the sea A sweet fascinator For hearts that aro free II S S YOUTHS AWAKENING Jennie was n housemaid Clever chic and fair I Her mistress was a beauty But what did Jennlo care I Jennlo knew her business Never erv slow Eaeh day she grew wiser Now shes got the dough JennieK telephoning Did the little trick Sho plavcd she was hor mIstress lie put his love on thick Jennies wearing diamonds Her mistress hasnt yet Heard the little story Jonnlos promised to forget V 0 5 WHATS BRED IN THE BONE All baldhendod men do not sit In tho front row at tho theater only tho unmarried ned ones The secret of success In tho saloon business Is a nlco barkeeper son Its a wise father that shows his own sonA A man never sympathizes with a baby till ho cuts his wl dom tooth When a mal bets i1 woman a box of candy ho miit pay If he loses and If he 1 wins ho must pay anyway Tho only way some girls have of showIng show-ing their pretty nighties Is I to pretend to I he sick and stay In bed for a week so their friends will come to see them TOD GOODWIN |