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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, August 05, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 15

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IF HEARTS THAT BLEED COULD
SLEEP WITH THE SLAIN
By Austin Dobson.
Here in this leafy place,
Quiet he lies,
Cold, with his sightless face
Turned to the skies;
'Tis but another dead;
All you can say is said.
Carry his body hence;
Kings, must have slaves;
Kings climb to eminence
Over men's graves.
So this man's eye is dim;
Throw the earth over him.
What was the white you touched?
There at his side?
Paper his hand had clutched
Tight ere he died;
Message or wish, maybe;
Smooth out the folds and see.
Hardly the wqrst of us
Here could hav.e smiled;
Only the tremulous .
Words of a CHILD
Prattle that had for stops .!
Just a few ruddy drops.
Look! SHE is sad to miss,
Morning and night,
His her dead father's kiss;
Tries to be bright,
Good to mamma, and sweet;
That is all, "Marguerite!"
' Ah, if beside the dead!
Slumbered the pain!
Ah, if the hearts that bled .
Slept with the slain!
If the grief died! But no
Death will not have it so!
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A QAUNDARY
Of what avail
Are steam or sail
Or gust or gale
Or junk or jale
Or rant or rail
Or track or trail
Or head or tail
If Teddy fail?
Anheim (CaL) Plain Dealer.
VARIED EXPERIENCES TURNED
TO ACCOUNT- IN PICTURES
To.-vI'Pquzct.s
There are few, if any, men in the
photoplay world whp have had any
greater success than Paul Palzer.
Everyone knows him; though,
more often than not, he appears in
some clever character guise which
almost hides his identity.
Panzer has had a varied life. Some
times he was a business man. Some
times traveling t man. Sometimes
student and so forth.
To the work in pictures, he has
brought a wealth of experience from
all these different sources.
will
EXTRA. INDUCEMENT
Auto Demonstrator Now I
throw in the clutch.
Uncle Eben I'll take the machine,
then. I knew if I held off long enough
ye'd give me something to -boot.
Puck.
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