Show RHYMES OF THE DAY Howard of Ambition Of fools wo are told That their names like their faces Aro sure to be seen > In all public places So high on tho walls I That border fames walks Write your namo or future Generations ot gawks Chicago Tribuno sS S Lovoa Sweet Metaphor HE Ah you aro like tho gentle breeze That sweetly sways tho rose And passes on among Iho trc sAnd s-And through tho clover blows I SHE And you are like the furraco whero rite pipes como from below Since In Its homely way down thero It yields hot air you know Chicago TimesHerald i > > S TUB HAUNTED HOUSE Within a haunted houso a man did dwell I wet lhat ho was very 111 at ease A gruesome tab 10 of terror did ho tell Of the foil Thing that caused his blood to freeze Of how upon his threshold It did wall And wailed and grumbled like the wintry win-try wind In hopeless quest from early until late Of something It might never hope to find With querulous complaInIng ns he sate With chosen friends In mirth and gay carouse The ruing would manifest itself and rate And gibber till It drove them from tho house Withal It was no unsubstantial sprite Which knowing not all men would seek to bluiii No airy vaprous visitant at night 1 The house was simply haunted by a dun Chicago Record I |