Knowlt Hoheimer ran away to the w… The day before Curl Trenary Swore out a warrant through Justi… For stealing hogs. But that’s not the reason he turne…

Spring and Summer, Fall and Wint… After each other drifting, past my… And I lay so many years watching… The years till a terror came in my… With the feeling that I had becom…

Where is my boy, my boy— In what far part of the world? The boy I loved best of all in th… I, the teacher, the old maid, the… Who made them all my children.

(Europe Conquers America.) Strong for the strong and in his o… Half-boy, half-madman, playing wit… Usurper, hoodlum, wed to his desir… Loud in the hunt—afraid albeit to…

Whoever thou art who passest by Know that my father was gentle, And my mother was violent, While I was born the whole of suc… Not intermixed and fused,

I was a lawyer like Harmon Whitne… Or Kinsey Keene or Garrison Stan… For I tried the rights of propert… Although by lamp-light, for thirty… In that poker room in the opera ho…

Observe the clasped hands! Are they hands of farewell or gree… Hands that I helped or hands that… Would it not be well to carve a ha… With an inverted thumb, like Elag…

My parents thought that I would b… As great as Edison or greater: For as a boy I made balloons And wondrous kites and toys with c… And little engines with tracks to…

I had fiddled all day at the count… But driving home “Butch” Weldy an… Who were roaring full, made me fid… To the song of Susie Skinner, whi… Till they ran away.

Not character, not fortitude, not… Were mine, the which the village t… In bearing with my wife, while pre… Doing the work God chose for me. I loathed her as a termagant, as a…

I never saw any difference Between playing cards for money And selling real estate, Practicing law, banking, or anythi… For everything is chance.

You are over there, Father Malloy… Where holy ground is, and the cros… Not here with us on the hill— Us of wavering faith, and clouded… And drifting hope, and unforgiven…

I, the scourge-wielder, balance-wr… Smiter with whips and swords; I, hater of the breakers of the la… I, legalist, inexorable and bitter… Driving the jury to hang the madma…

We quarreled that morning, For he was sixty-five, and I was… And I was nervous and heavy with… Whose birth I dreaded. I thought over the last letter wri…

Yes, here I lie close to a stunte… In a forgotten place near the fenc… Where the thickets from Siever’s… Have crept over, growing sparsely. And you, you are a leader in New…