THE INVENTOR

Emerson.

T

IME and Space decreed his lot

But little Man was quick to note

When Time and Space said Man might not, Bravely he answered, 'Nay-I mote.'

I looked on old New England.
Time and Space stood fast
Men built altars to Distance
At every mile they passed.

Yet sleek with oil, a Force was hid
Making mock of all they did
Ready at the opening hour

To yield up to Prometheus

The secular and well-drilled Power

The Gods secreted thus.

And over high Wantastiquet
Emulous my lightnings ran,
Unregarded but afret,

To fall in with my plan.

I beheld two Ministries

One of Air and one of Earth-
At a thought I married these,
And my New Age came to birth.

For rarely my Purpose errs
Though oft it seemed to pause

And rods and cylinders

Obey my planets' laws.

Oil I drew from the well

And Franklin's spark from its blue,Time and Distance fell

And Man went forth anew.

On the prairie and on the street
So long as my chariots roll
I bind wings to Adam's feet,
And presently to his soul.

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THE SONG OF THE MOTOR

(Author Unknown.)

OU mustn't groom an Arab with a file.

You hadn't ought to tension-spring a mule. You couldn't push a Brumby fifty mile

And drop him in a boiler-shed to cool. I'll sling you through six counties in a day I'll hike you up a grade of one in ten. I'm Duty, Law and Order under way,

I'm the Mentor of banana-fingered men.

I will make you know your left hand from your right. I will teach you not to drink about your biz!

I'm the only temperance advocate in sight!

I am all the Education Act there is!

THE MARRED DRIVES OF WINDSOR

ACT II-SCENE III

SCENE: The Boar's Head Tavern in Eastcheap.

FALSTAFF.

HOSTESS.

FALSTAFF.

[Enter FALSTAFF, habited as a motorist.

Here's all at end between us, or I'll
never taste sack again. Prince or no
Prince, I'll not ride with him to Coventry
on the hinder parts of a carbonadoed
stink, not though he call her all the car in
Christendom. Sack! Sack! Sack!
I spied her out of the lattice. A fizzled
and a groaned and a shook from the bones
out, Sir John, and a ran on her own im-
pulsidges back and forth o' Chepe, and
I knew that there was but one way to it
when I saw them fighting at the handles.
She died of a taking of pure wind on the
heart, and they be about her body now
with tongs. A marvellous searching per-
fume, Sir John!

He hath called me ribs; he hath called me
tallow. There is no name in the extremer
oiliness of comparison which I have not
borne meekly. But to go masked at
midday; to wrap my belly in an horse-

THE MARRED DRIVES OF WINDSOR

PRINCE.

FALSTAFF.

PRINCE.

hide cloak of ten thousand buttons till I looked like a mushroomed dunghill; to be smoked over burnt oils; to be enseamed, moreover, with intolerable greases; and thus scented, thus habited, thus vizarded to leap out-for I leaped, mark you Another cup of sack! But here's vengeance for my case! These eyes have seen the Lord's Anointed on his knees in Chepe, foining with the key of Shrewsbury Castle, which Poins had bent to the very crook of Nym's theftuous elbow, to wake the dumb devil in the guts of her. 'Sweet Hal,' said I, 'Are all horses sold out of England, that thou must kneel before the lieges to any petrol-piddling turnspit?' Then he, Poins and Bardolph, whose nose blanched with sheer envy of her bodywork, begged a shoulder of me to thrust her into some alley, the street being full of Ephesians of the old church. Whereat I

[Enter PRINCE and FLUELLEN. Whereat thou, hearing her once or twice tenderly backfire

Heaven forgive thee, Hal! She thundered and lightened a full half-hour, so that Jove himself could not have bettered the instruction. There's a pit beneath her now, which she blew out of thy father's highway the while I watched, where Sackerson could stand to six dogs. Hearing, I say, her gentle outcry against