Salt Lake Telegram | 1910-01-05 | Page 4 | Uncle Walt Poetic Philosopher

I Uncle Walt Walt- The The Poetic Philosopher I Irhe The rhe wintry winds are rude rudo and keen it jars jar me when I hear them they 1 been in storage up between the icebergs on the artil short hOTI But Bat j Ut day the skies were blue blu and in tho the night dight a chan change f it t i i WINTRY and hailed and blew and amid snow anew and so I hug time tilt trusty stove stoel WINDS winters winter's now abroad indeed yet I make no complaint in m tru truth selfishly I sit and read read the latest volume volum by Old Sleuth For I iJ coal and wood to burn and anti pies to eat cat a place pace to sleep thorps thorp's c way I turn it would be bo criminal to weep I keep p the good stove with mill all the coal that it will hold and try to drive away the thought of fi fm hun people in tho the cold eold Of poor old wasted famine Image hags who wise once were tn maiden dens Jo to seo of children wearing waring scanty rags and wailing in thru their of men than I who roam the tho street beneath this bitter sky of 01 wanderers wi wid i home house wIm who fain would find a place to die I cannot canneL stand stanL it Rn am any more visions all my say pleasure swipe And so I Ill I'll 1 shut the old stove door and t tn T 1 and rustling in the storm to help old oW damper in the pipe ago age or sti std youth and then come back where it is warm and hit the pages page of Old Sleuth A Copyright 1909 by George Matthew Mama Adams