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Show THEIE ACHIEVE SHUTS. ' Town Topics. . The middle-aged man who resided in the - tall white house with the green blinds simply sat and looked and looked and looked at the middle-aged wife of hla bosom, bos-om, and she sat and looked and looked - and looked at him. Neither said a word. She had painstakingly planted his liver' . pills,, and he in turn had taken her sweet - peas. , iMi . , There really wasn't anything to say. TEARS. ' i . There Is a river, ordained to run ; . Where never the slow klne feed. ... Where never the warbler builds her home. By vale or forest or mead. Barren and sullen and black It creeps, ' Bearing no boat nor barge; .- Nothing la fashioned within Its deeps. Nothing along its narge. . ( Never the city it leaps to lave, - ? Never o'erbrims ilm sides ' ' ' ." - To moisten the meadow; across Its wave Never the swaliow glides. Flowerless glimmers its pallid edge. Treeless shimmers its sheen; ." Never Its shallows are set with sedge, . Never with rushes green. alt from its birth liithe marsh of wrong, ' Bitter with tribute rills. Its home is not in the sea. Its song Is not of the pure, blue hills. ' Shrouded In mist, it makes Its moan Of the burden of mortal years. like the cry of a child In the night, alone; And men have called it tears. ' P. B. Monpy-Cotitty, in the Speaker. |