The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, October 18, 1903, Page 15

THE SUNDAY CALL. ¥ IR T . R T ROy IR TR T TR L THE WONDEAFUL Kl 15 GDOM OF— WONDZLZRFUL THINGS 5 aev-mecorcacon - _ T the rosy dawn of a beautiful morn King Pumpkin and Lis bands Set about with vigor great to discover other lands. Old Grandpa Prune had told the King that in the far- and wondrous o'er which he could hold sway. “If what you say, Grandpa, is true,” His Majesty exclaimed, “I'l make you Governor General of all the land that's claimed.” The venerable subject was given charge of all the work laid out, lled with gratitude when he finally set about To rea beyond the waters deep and claim the dreamed-of lands, Wherein were fabulous riches from the hills down to the sands we reac this land of dreams?’ the King in time did ask, 2 t was plain he could not see a way to perform the task. “Leave 2ll to me, O King of mine,” old Grandpa grandly said, if T do not find the place we seck you may have my head. The monarch slapped him on the back and spoke in earnest tone: “I ne’er have seen such confidence and such a firm backbone.” 5" Warning all the lzborers with: “Woe to 2ll that shirk. % With his power quite unrestricted, old Grandpa set to work, E 2 ] \ccompanied by his foremen and his engineers 2nd all ¥ [ i Grandpa went to the golden beach in time to see a squall. T S He had planned to go exploring in tubs of stanchest make, i But the sight of the sea so angry made him fear and quake. “I'll have to change my plans,” he said, “for we cannot go to sea, v ” & its bosom is so much disturbed by such wild revel T hady nock he hied himself, where he could think alone, “I have a plan,” he shouted loud—"a plan that’s best of alll “We’ll build a tunnel long and strong and thus escape the squall.- “Your brilliance, subject good of mine,” the monarch proudly said, “Ne'er has seen its equal in the realm of which I'm head.” Cheers that rang far out to sea went up for Grandpa Prune, Who, spurred by this approval, was busy very soon. . - - . B » Crab Apple and Old Turnip surveyed along the beach, And the former stood on the latter’s back because of his short reach. Tiny Willie Straw Besry was appointed water boy, And while hel'iook his pail about he showed the greatest joy. ‘Old Onion carried the heaviest stones because he was so strong, And our-old friends ‘Squash and Carrot shouldered timbers long. Happy Pat Potato gave up his helmet, star and mace And used a pick so vigorously that drops fell from his face. One of the ablest workers was lovable Bartlett Pear, Who wheeled the barrow here and there and -almost everywhere. Dill Pickle carried all the bricks and did his work real well, And the earnest little Pepper had charge of the dinner bell. Old Water Melon worked an hour and then said that he was ill, But Old Grandpa Prune was very mad and wouldn’t pay his bill The big old fellow stood near by mgl smoked a big cigar, Ahd because of this there was some talk of feathers, fire and tar. It was not long, my sweets, until the tunnel was well started, And the King, who stood upen the land, was from his subjects parted. For many a day the workers dug beneath the waters deep, And T've heard it told that not one gave a moment up to sleep. COLYRSCHT 7903 - BY BF MCCEUTCHEON? JLL RIGATS LESERVED - The progress at times was fast and at other times "twas slow, And once or twice discouragement in some began to show. But old Prune, with great assurance, said that the time was near When the land of dreams should come to view and give to all great cheer, On the morn of the fortieth day great terror came to all, And for once the brave old Grandpa Prune felt courage growing small. A thousand miles away from home the last light flickered out And left the willing workers to grope hopelessly about. g “I do not see what we can do but to do the best we can” Said Grandpa Prune in manner calm, for he knew not what'to plan, “We'll dig ahead as we have dug and only hope for the best, And I know that every one of us will work with added zest.” Dig they did with courage new, and—Ilo! what came to pass— Many avenues were made beneath the home of the speckled bass, Pat Potato dug one way and came up near Dublin town, Wherein in aiter years, my sweets, he gained his great renown. A crowd of Peaches dug southwest, and they did not badly fare, For some came up in Michigan and some in Delaware. The lumbering Crookneck Squash, ’tis said, and of course it must be so, Arose to the surface of the land near the town of Kokomo. Among the flowers of Florida plump Pine Apple came to view, And of course his history long and great is known to all of you. Tiny Straw Berry dug his way to a beautiful patgh of sand Where he with gladness in his heart took up a permanent stand. I should like to tell you all about experiences of the rest, And of how the willing workers put their mettle to the test, But I shall rest and try to think, and at some future date Perhaps 111 tell you more about the kingdom and its great. 6 b 774 JNSTALLNENT