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Show The Rhyming-Optimist Rhyming-Optimist DISAPPOINTED AMBITION. By Aline Michaclis. MY brother Tom's done well in life: in owns two country jilnces beside .1 town house for his wife, who's blosMcil with social graces. Mo h;i3 a valet for hla suits and keenu a -chauffeur busy With mapping out vacation routes and feed Ins; up his Lizzy. He has a boan basr full "of pears, hp has- a quart, df rubies; it seems the wheel ot fortune whirls him every prize but bobblqs. His only fear is that he may sometime with Kout be stricken, because his- faro fori every day is lobster and fried chicken. But Is Tom now a happy man? Has he no secret yearning, and lies Ills life along- the plan for which his heart Is burning? Alack, alas, and woll-a-day, I am the truth revealing; Tom's lot Is very far away from ""that for which he's squealing. For, lol when he was Just a boy, he had a godsome vision of pleasures that" ho would enjoy in a pursuit Klysian. The Idol of the baseball fan, he dreamed, all eyes perceived him. who made Ty Cobb an also-ran. What wonder Fate has peeved him? And I upon each Sabbath Sab-bath day- In sombro garb attire me and greet my flock in solemn way and speak of regions flei'y. Although Al-though I'm Huro that for the best our work is always measured, I often feel a vague unrest at thought of hopes once treasured, when I a dark blue suit should wear with braid and buttons garnished, and twirl in manner, debonair a club aulte highly varnished. Tho lclda about my heels should flock, .while J. thclc worship scorning, with every nuruemaid In the block would flirt most every. morning. |