{"id":7700,"date":"2021-11-16T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-11-16T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=7700"},"modified":"2021-11-16T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2021-11-16T06:00:00","slug":"the-hopeful-father","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/the-hopeful-father\/","title":{"rendered":"The Hopeful Father"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>From <\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/chroniclingamerica.loc.gov\/lccn\/sn83030272\/1913-11-16\/ed-1\/seq-54\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\"><em>The Sun, November 16, 1913<\/em><\/a><em>.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My son had made the team; he played<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Left end and did it splendidly\u2014<br>At least he did it well till they\u2019d<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Knocked out his teeth and wrenched his knee;<br>I sat and watched when he was downed<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; By seven heavy buccaneers<br>Who jammed his visage in the ground<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Thereby evoking hearty cheers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>His comrades raised him from the mud<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; And quickly bore him out of sight;<br>His face was all besmeared with blood,<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The people shouted with delight.<br>It mattered not to them if he<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Had finished his career on earth;<br>Mishaps were what they wished to see,&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; For thus they got their money\u2019s worth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He\u2019s now attended by a nurse<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; And after this he will be lame;<br>It might, however, have been worse;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; I won six dollars on the game;<br>Therefore I\u2019ll cling to hope, and chuck<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The grief with which I have been filled,<br>For next time it may be my luck<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; To see some other maimed or killed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From The Sun, November 16, 1913. My son had made the team; he played&nbsp; &nbsp; Left end and did it splendidly\u2014At least he did it well till they\u2019d&nbsp; &nbsp; Knocked out his teeth and wrenched his knee;I sat and watched when he was downed&nbsp; &nbsp; By seven heavy buccaneersWho jammed his visage in the ground&nbsp; [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7700","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-the-sun"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7700","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7700"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7700\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7700"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7700"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7700"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}