Inter-Mountain Republican | 1907-05-19 | Page 4 | The Wreck of the Mosquitoquong

I 4 I The Wreck Weck of the Yoe uio non nonn I I n i i I II 11 V 1 J 1 1 J. J I T p. p Tho Ihn ferryboat Mo lo wax plou ploll through h the th fog rog II i With Captain Job Joh I a- a i-bo i a vial III of tin the I lug K Ih Tin Tin- wind was wa off orr the the- for fat fOHl ad pen poa k k the crow eren- or off t heir dl dip I I And Anil all lire tho 1 pt's I they Ihy r Ill eel d that they th y was wars off orf the ship I POI For ocean an r liners tugs tug J and scows cow w v as I everywhere around Arid nIl all the helmsman n dill did was waR swe Kwe swear ar and steer moor boat 1 by y sound souna Hut tit Captain Job Joll he ho ha d cl no thought though I of oC fear And J when tho lilt dangers multiplied ho he simply wild said Oh d dear nr Oh Olt Captain In my Captain the b h loudly sworn I fear foar we the n noor shin shall see soo again th lit nt ot dear New Jersey shore A hole holC is III in the bow how a 0 b It loon loomin in oyster r Junk 1 i u ling lias rammed d us UH ill in in the w heel an nn we shall soon noon bo be sunk A derricks derrick's loomin through the h II aze an nn when she hauls an Rh Shell She'll scrape off nil the tho passenger s an motor cars carR nil nn A shadow of annoyance crossed crossl l t th 1 t o c Captains Captain's n low lump Jaw last He lie looked trifle trifle a discomposed an d tl softly whispered 1 Oh all Captain m my Captain u a deck cleck hand hoarsely bawled hl A battleship Is down an an b 11 oth nth the the- wheels IK in stalled The has ban gone d tJ the tho craft IK is scuttled flat l i Tho rudders rudder's flea downstream a n private yacht a ht got ol that Were foul aliI of two tiro torpedo boats hoats a u n n half halt a dozen sloops sleeps t tA A merchantman Just III hove us down nn an spilled them thorn chicken chicken coops passengers a- a a g. nom c e Is g eUln kind o n mall mail They sa say they'll- they'll have you Oll for Cor this Said Job Too Ton lied had Oh Captain m my Captain th the tho on n exclaimed This heros hero's a sad and catastrophe for fur w Meta you OU may be lie blamed I The Tho hold Is nearly dearly Ir level vel full rull tune the s 9 earns cams is b opened wide Ho lit erased ceased l tJ for the tho had hOll sunk RunIc beneath the tho tide The wavelets wa circled round about her watery resting place An then thell bore thoro rl wa was of or ferryboat n fir nr hide hille nor hair nor trace Hut bubbling from boncath the tt wa Wl a yes vos vC those these words rose rosc like a n knell 1 Pa plain Job 1111 My I my Dc Dear ar dear Well well wen