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Show J ' The Chase of Tracy. Tho posio came down like the wolf on the fold. j With rllles and pistols and shotguns un- 1 lolJ. 1 " . And the roll of their musketry rnttlrd i around, Like tho roll of the surf on the shores of the Bound. Like police on the street when tho town Is serene. That donUi-deallng pose at sunset was seen; "Like pollco on tho street nt a general tight. That posse at dawn had departed from slRht, For tho convict rnmn forth from the hrush with his gun, ' And tho posse decided It safer to run. -And there rode a Sheriff direct to the , rear, With a hullct uncomfortably close to his cor; -And thero went a Deputy back Into town, With a sturdy distaste for reward or re nown And the Hound of his panting was heard through the Rlnde, Like un engine ascending a llvo per cent grade, And tho convict departed, unmarked nnd nlone, Ills movements unquestioned, his doings unknown. Tho bloodhounds nro plaintively loud In their wall, Tor they never get half of a chance at tho trail. -And the convict continues at pleasure i to roam, J While the uose Blngs softly: "There's - no place like homo." Portland Orcgnlan. |