Show i Uncle Walt 1 I The Poetic Philosopher Copyright 1 09 by Geor George e Matthew Adams M I The man roan who wio hit Bill Patterson from his lookout on high remarked SO Some stran stranger er coming here methinks I do descry come hither Mistress your eyes aro are clear and bright like hawks hawk's I w i 1 IN IK NO thou of this approaching wi wight ht 1 J She gazed f for MANS MAN'S LAND many minutes and cried Im at a Joss loss his likeness to tod termine come termine-come Charlie hither Ross Then come Charlies Charlie's cagle ca cale vision took in the distant plains I f fear ar me mo its it's an agent what agent what think tou Thornton H hams Hains insl He many bundles and grips rips and other traps ie iS bo bl selling seIling razors or atlases or maps Meanwhile the w weary ary stranger prez d don on his rocky way his eyes were full of sorrow his face was and gray gray- ray a aas a aas as tho the shadows gathered h ho came to came to No Mans Man's Inn What would you you youl qU Dame Gunness with most forbidding grin I need no patent mousetrap I w woul Ia not buy a book Fear not Fear not replied the stranger for I am Dr Cook I m weary from my journey where perils did abound here bere with me mo are the tho reco ifs of the lands I haven't found and photographs of mountains that I have ue nc e er cc ereen seen een seen and poles and parallaxes Parallax s that dont don't exist I We have re a tion we must maintain old hoes boss And shoo shoe cried Mrs Gunness a ashoo shoo shoe cried Charlie Ross t |