Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 306, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 January 1918 — OLD EDITOR HAS DAY DREAM [ARTICLE]

OLD EDITOR HAS DAY DREAM

Longs to View Happy Scenes of Years Ago, but His Rest la Rudely Interrupted. The editor of the old home paper had nothing to do for a little while, and the novel sensation made him a trifle maudlin. “I want to get out and stretch the kinks from my back,” he said to the fire sale handbill on the wall. “I want to wander down the lane that leads back to the long ago. I want to sniff the sweet odors of the ripening apples and list to the hum of the cider mill. I want to see the old hackberry tree by the spout spring and find if the initials that I carved on its trunk forty years ago are still there. I want to be the boy again who uked to sit on top of the gate post and watch down the lane for Dad to return from the field. I want to see the darkness creep up out of the east —up and up and across, until it chases the lavender light from the western sky, and the stars shine forth and the moon rises like a ruby ball over the Wilier creek timber. I want to hear, while the scents of oven-browned coffee and frying ham come on the night breeze, mother calling: * «Er—er—Mrs. Pifflegilder! Take a chair, please. Yes, we shall be glad to, print this original poem on the death by choking of your second cousin, Hon. Pursley Pouch, over at Squantum. Oh, no trouble at all, Mrs. Pifflegilder, we assure you. Call again!”—Kansas City Star.