Life — September 8, 1910 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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“THE MOUNTAIN BOARDING-HOUSE "* A monster grcen-cyed, fanged and hor- rible Half ape, half human; hoofed and tailed Yet lacking in the dignity of Him Whose majesty is set about in flame. horned and Shuddering in dread, I questioned what as, This hateful Thing, hungry overfed though Leering in shadows, foul, destroy- ing snake Whose hiss cut through the mu: of the sea And sputtered in the whisper of the trees The Angel hid bis face in frown spake in from the sky: “Divorce, the conjurer, sleight-of-hand Mixes stately night *Til! none can tell who is or who is not, With servants’ liveries and monograms Changing to suit new husbands and new a stern Then thunder voice of whose these hearthstones over wives And while the nations laugh, they beck and smi Alt butched ister While gate The tamished Vampire that must be filled Feeds on ali loyal pride of race or birth Destroying with its biting, searing breath The very destiny of life itself.” her in the § 1 Reg hat which crouches at the outer oe Passed we, from this sad Harbor, all a- drift With poor golden shoals. “ Show me some merrier Hell than thi I begged, “Where one might rally pany In sins of braver doin Unbidden in the shadow of the rose?’? Our wings out-flying, gladly to be free, We swung through the milky way Where brink Of Dblither sins and sets Love’s wreckage on the with the com- open-eyed mists and skimmed nestles Narra: younger, happier Peach blossom girls and frisky chaperons And men, old beaux and young from everywhere All with their eyes fixed on the Prom- ised Land Of corn and oil B nd grapes across the From here we hand jowed to the north whe: swoor the Aviator's proud Bar Harbor dwells. Traced he the Cape Cod shoals, where Boston’s pride And Intellect disports all summer long Clad only in eye-glass and bathing suit; Dwelling in shacks, digging the lurking clam CAMP LIFE And studying New Thinks and Sciences. We found it dull poised height watching from star This phase of mental inebriety d to jab them with the golden cure Of real wisdom, "till the wine of life Might stir in their dry veins and tell them true That summers’ stars and suns will shim- mer on, That books will crumble yellow on the shelves And nothing count—the winning nor the prize Except the game itself; played strong— played fair! And so in search of better-gaited joy We dashed across the Berkshires. | slept Upon her seven hills; pillowed in gol rod A dozing princess waiting autumn’s hiss Beneath a canopy of flaming We listened! All in vain—the city slept Is this Nepenthe Then turn the rudder—loose the si sail And find the dance Far from this cake walk cal trees. no, Oblivion! livelier measures of Then on our vision burst a line of Miles upon miles of blinking litte” And other miles of narrow huddled Where bands blared up a discord terri ble. : led walk that bid the sea Humans like ants up Crawled in a and gaped And yawned and gaped Along a boa na serpent’s neck ceaseless glide, gibbered and gibbered all n. Then sounded out a buzzing everywhere Against the sky was set a fearful s All legs and wings and poison-bre hum A two-edged teeth And seeing which I fell upon my fac Ere it would r “Fear not!"’ the Angel said, and bathed my brow sword it carried ch us with its evil fangs With essences of myrrh and unguent oils ; This is the region known as Jer= And yonder is its arm-ed sentinel! Here the bent Within a hotel hive One bed stand wide The wardrobe just a hook behind door vacationite on pleasur sceures a cell ng by a trunk and wash The window looking on the kitchen ange Descending to the gilded dining-r He feeds on prunes Beef broiled like this and mutton b like that A thousand dishes under pasty sauce A menu masquerade of many nam: amlet's father’s ghost, it co int If colored yellow it is mayor If white, drawn butter green It marches to you labeled ravigotte little onion turns it to tartare. It is a cloak like that which Joseph wor When he vacationed in Jerusalem And sent gay postals to the folks at ho storage hens and f Comicbooks.com