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Show Wall From a Captain-Poet. "Uove sprliiRs eternal In the human tireasi" (I wish lislr praii(T that way on my h.ilil h:ul): Anil, so, I HPinl "round (stumped and self-..ddri.iiril) An en elope atal chunks of mental bread rtrlKht tlihiRs In "p-ose and worse" that J hnve daKhed Off III an Idle moment, or ltli dyn-Amlte dyn-Amlte tnve blasted, or, perhaps, rehashed re-hashed (Unconscious plagiarism 1 no sin). To?.,.';ft- .plan: the envelope returns With all my stuff" und Just a prluted slip (Nor e'en the cheque r(,r which tho fond heart earn, DecllnhiK cruell) each itlbo und gulp Oh' why ilmrt eilltoiH accept my pomes" With Kiaterul. eager. Joy. aud print them, too. To gladden with their lilt tho toll-wrung homes Of millionaire? who knuwa? I don't. Do you " -W. '' 1 French, ;. a. A. |