Show 1 O Q 1 I More Truth Than Poetry I If I f i I By y JAMES J J. J MONTAGUE MONTAGUE I V y A SYMPTOM V I J dream today of ot far Cathay An dother distant places I Where one may find tind a different kind Of Ot fashions forms and faces Each ship I see calls out to me meTo meTo meTo To climb aboard and wander V To palm-grown palm strands and alien lands Behind th the sunrise yonder V Beyond the door romance no more Awaits to lure and thrill me Nor woods woods and and streams with golden dreams dreams' Of soft enchantment fill me roe Each hill and brook each pasture nook And beach of ot shining gravel V. V 1 About the farm farn V V possessed such charm I I 1 had no need of ot travel I I lo looked ked around my world and found I V Within my say boyish vision I V V VV V Enchanted seas and haunted trees And mounts and fields Elysian The winding lanes the flowering plains For Fot m me seemed new new created And when the sun his course had run My wanderlust was satiated But now I Jong ong to hear the song songS song ong S That distant nt seas are singing And turn my my eyes toward foreign skies skie V Where strange queer birds bIrd are winging winding The fires that burned when Spring returned Each passing year now And soon will die die I I fancy I IAm Am growing somewhat older BUSINESS OPPORTUNITY Somebody ought to buy all the clean books book They'll soon have a market at the museums ONLY NATURAL V VV V The Prince of at Wales is coming to New York Tork I probably to get awa away from the wild wild horses THE MOD MODERN RN WAY The kind of man who used to notch his pistol stock now notches his windshield frame by th t c Syndicate Syndicat t. t c f V I |