20 JANUARY 1933, Page 12

Poetry

Road to Harper's Ferry

BY wayside proof we near the place

Where the deep-set eyes and the storm-beat face Gazed from the gallows' Pisgah-height.

But life is jazzy and life is merry ; Life is a lounge with a Lucky* handy ;

Life is oysters and all that's " yummy,"

A carted beast with a well-lined tummy.

Life has forgotten the day-long fight, Body that moulders, spirit that smoulders, Soul that goes marching on from its stroke

Whereat two nations, to arms awoke.

Tree unto tree, the miles repeat

" Tootsie Wafers " and " John Brown Candy " (" We candygram it from Harper's Ferry "). " Reach for a Lucky* instead of a sweet."

EDWARD THOXPSON.

• A eigarettO much esteemed by young ladies in America..