Part 8 (1/2)

Then, in this second month, most motherlike again, The frown a.s.sumed gives now and then a place To soft indulgent glances, lessening the pain, And hints of spring and pardon light her face.

_A CHANGE OF AMBITION_

HORATIUS at the bridge, and he Who fought at old Thermopylae;

Great Samson and his potent bone By which the Philistines were slone;

Small David with his wondrous aim That did for him of giant frame;

J. Caesar in his Gallic sc.r.a.ps That made him lord of other chaps;

Sweet William, called the Conqueror, Who made the Briton sick of war;

King Hal the Fifth, who n.o.bly fought And thrashed the foe at Agincourt;

Old Bonaparte, and Was.h.i.+ngton, And Frederick, and Wellington,

Decatur, Nelson, Fighting Joe, And Farragut, and Grant, and, oh,

A thousand other heroes I Have wished I were in days gone by-

Can take their laurels from my door, For I don't want 'em any more.

The truth will out; it can't be hid; The doughty deed that Dewey did,

In that far distant Spanish sea, Is really good enough for me.

The grammar's bad, but, O my son, I wish I'd did what Dewey done!

_MESSAGE FROM MAHATMAS_

ONSET BAY, Ma.s.sACHUSETTS, _May 24, 18-._-Theosophists and others at Onset Bay Camp Grounds have been greatly excited of late by a message which has been received from the Mahatmas, Koot Hoomi, and his partner, who are summering in the desert of Gobi. The message is of considerable length, and contains much that is purely personal.-_Daily Newspaper_.

SOUND the timbrel, beat the drum!

Word from the Mahatma's come.

Straight from Hoomi Koot & Co.

Comes the note to us below, Full of joy and gossiping.

Hoomi Koot is summering In the desert waste of Gobi, In a cottage of adobe.

All the little Koots are well.

Tommy Koot has learned to spell.

Mrs. Koot is busy on Papers on ”The Great Anon,”

Which by special cable soon, From her workshop in the moon, Will be sent to us below By grand Hoomi Koot & Co.

We are told that Maggie Koot Looks well in her golfing suit; And her brand-new Astral Bike Is the best they've seen this cike- Cike is slang for cycle, so I have learned from Koot & Co.

Soon she's going to take a run Out from Gobi to the sun, After which she thinks to race For the Champions.h.i.+p of s.p.a.ce, And a trophy given by The Grand High Pasupati.

Baby Koot has learned to walk, And likewise, 'tis said, to talk; But, to Mrs. Koot's dismay, Seems to have a funny way: Full of questions, ”Why and How,”