Uncle Walt [Walt Mason], the Poet PhilosopherMason, Walt
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Uncle Walt [Walt Mason], the Poet Philosopher
Mason, Walt
Poetry
She called upon her lawyer, and said to him: "Of course this visit will
surprise you--I want a nice divorce." "Why, madam," cried the lawyer,
"you're talking through your hat; your husband just adores you, and all
the town knows that." "Of course I know he loves me," she answered, with
a smile, "but that will cut no figure--divorces are in style. Decrees
were won in triumph by friends of mine, of late, and every time I meet
them I feel so out of date! I've just come from a party--the swellest of
the town; I felt like some old woman who wears a last year's gown; and
all the ladies chattered of husbands in their string, decrees of
separation, and all that sort of thing." "But, madam," said the lawyer,
"what reasons can you give? For better, finer husbands than yours, I
think, don't live." "What do I want with reasons?" she answered, in a
huff; "I want a separation, and that should be enough; I want the rare
distinction a court of justice lends; I'm feeling too old-fashioned
among my lady friends. I must have some good reasons? I do not think
you're nice; his name is William Henry--that surely will suffice?"
_Christmas_
The Christmas bells again ring out a message sweet and clear; and
harmony is round about, and happiness is near; so let us all sing, once
again, as on an elder day: "God rest you, merry gentlemen, let nothing
you dismay!" Forget the office and the mart, the week-day hook and
crook, and loosen up your withered heart, as well as pocketbook; forget
the ledger and the pen, and watch the children play; God rest you, merry
gentlemen, let nothing you dismay! The Christmas time with peace is
fraught, from strife and sorrow free; and every wish and every thought
should kind and gentle be; in worlds beyond our mortal ken this is a
holy day; God rest you, merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay! Today,
from Eden's plains afar, the shepherds converse hold, and watch again
the risen star, as in the days of old; and as those shepherds watched it
then, so may we watch today; God rest you, merry gentlemen, let nothing
you dismay!
_The Tightwad_
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