<h2>FAMILIAR AUTHORS AT WORK</h2>
<h3>BY HAYDEN CARRUTH</h3>
<h3><span class="smcap">Miss Tripp</span></h3>
<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Miss Tripp for years has lived alone,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Without display or fuss or pother.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The house she dwells in is her own—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">She got it from her dying father.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Miss T. delights in all good works,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">She goes to church three times on Sunday,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Her daily duty never shirks,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Nor keeps her goodness for this one day.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">She loves to bake and knit and sew,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">For wider fields she doesn't hanker;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Yet for the things they have I know<br/></span>
<span class="i2">A-many poor folk have to thank her.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">The simple life she truly leads,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">She loves her small domestic labors;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">In spring she plants her garden seeds<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And shares the product with her neighbors.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">By <i>Books and Authors</i> now I see<br/></span>
<span class="i2">In literature she's made a foray:<br/></span>
<span class="i0">"The Yellow Shadow"—said to be<br/></span>
<span class="i2">"A crackerjack detective-story."<br/></span>
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<h3><span class="smcap">Captain Brown</span></h3>
<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Bluff Captain Brown is somewhat queer,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">But of the sea he's very knowing.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I scarcely meet him once a year—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">He's off in search of whales a-blowing.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">For fifty years—perhaps for more—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">He's sailed about upon the ocean.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">He thinks that if he lived ashore<br/></span>
<span class="i2">He'd die. But this is just a notion.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Still when the Captain comes to port<br/></span>
<span class="i2">With barrels of oil from whales caught napping,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">He'll pace the deck, and loudly snort,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">"This land air is my strength a-sapping.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">"I call this living on hard terms;<br/></span>
<span class="i2">I wish that I had never seen land;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I wish I were a-chasing sperms<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Abaft the nor'east coast of Greenland."<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Yet on his latest cruise, 'tween whales<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The Captain wrote a book most charming.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">It's called—and it is having sales—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">"Some Practical Advice on Farming."<br/></span></div>
</div>
<h3><span class="smcap">T.H. Smith</span></h3>
<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Tom Henry Smith I long have known<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Although he really is a hermit—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">At least, Tom Henry lives alone,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And that's what people always term it.</span><span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_291" id="Page_291"></SPAN></span><br/></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Tom Henry never is annoyed<br/></span>
<span class="i2">By fashion's change. He wears a collar<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Constructed out of celluloid.<br/></span>
<span class="i2">His hats ne'er cost above a dollar.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Tom loves about his room to mess,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And cook a sausage at the fireplace.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">It doesn't serve to help his dress—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Grease spatters over the entire place.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Tom Henry likes to read a book,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And writes a little for the papers,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">But scarcely ever leaves his nook,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And takes no part in social capers.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Now Tom has penned a book himself.<br/></span>
<span class="i2">I hope he'll never feel compunctions!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Its title is—it's on my shelf—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">"Pink Teas and Other Social Functions."<br/></span></div>
</div>
<h3><span class="smcap">Ruth Jones</span></h3>
<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">I've found the Joneses pleasant folk—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">I've watched them all their children fetch up.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Jones loves to have a quiet smoke—<br/></span>
<span class="i2"><i>She's</i> famous for tomato catchup.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Ruth is their eldest—now fifteen,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">A tallish girl with pleasing features.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Each school-day morn she can be seen<br/></span>
<span class="i2">As she trips by to meet her teachers.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">A serious-minded miss, you'd say,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Not given much to school-girl follies.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">She still sometimes will slip away<br/></span>
<span class="i2">To spend a half-hour with her dollies.</span><span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_292" id="Page_292"></SPAN></span><br/></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">She's learned to sweep, to sew, to bake—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">She's quite a helpmate to her mother.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">On Saturday she loves to take<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The go-cart out with little brother.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">At writing now she bids for fame—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Her book a great success is reckoned.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">"By Right of Flashing Sword," its name,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">A strong romance of James the Second.<br/></span>
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