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Oaks Tutt

by
 My mother was for woman's rights
And my father was the rich miller at London Mills.
I dreamed of the wrongs of the world and wanted to right them.
When my father died, I set out to see peoples and countries In order to learn how to reform the world.
I traveled through many lands.
I saw the ruins of Rome, And the ruins of Athens, And the ruins of Thebes.
And I sat by moonlight amid the necropolis of Memphis.
There I was caught up by wings of flame, And a voice from heaven said to me: "Injustice, Untruth destroyed them.
Go forth! Preach Justice! Preach Truth!" And I hastened back to Spoon River To say farewell to my mother before beginning my work.
They all saw a strange light in my eye.
And by and by, when I taIked, they discovered What had come in my mind.
Then Jonathan Swift Somers challenged me to debate The subject, (I taking the negative): "Pontius Pilate, the Greatest Philosopher of the World.
" And he won the debate by saying at last, "Before you reform the world, Mr.
Tutt Please answer the question of Pontius Pilate: 'What is Truth?'"

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