{"id":218,"date":"2022-01-08T00:16:38","date_gmt":"2022-01-08T00:16:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/?page_id=218"},"modified":"2022-01-08T00:32:27","modified_gmt":"2022-01-08T00:32:27","slug":"aner-clute","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/aner-clute\/","title":{"rendered":"Aner Clute"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/10\/2022\/01\/Pages-from-Spoon_River_Anthology-80.svg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-198 size-thumbnail\" role=\"img\" src=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/10\/2022\/01\/Pages-from-Spoon_River_Anthology-80.svg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a>Over and over they used to ask me,<br \/>\nWhile buying the wine or the beer,<br \/>\nIn Peoria first, and later in Chicago,<br \/>\nDenver, Frisco, New York, wherever I lived<br \/>\nHow I happened to lead the life,<br \/>\nAnd what was the start of it.<br \/>\nWell, I told them a silk dress,<br \/>\nAnd a promise of marriage from a rich man\u2014<br \/>\n(It was Lucius Atherton).<br \/>\nBut that was not really it at all.<br \/>\nSuppose a boy steals an apple<br \/>\nFrom the tray at the grocery store,<br \/>\nAnd they all begin to call him a thief,<br \/>\nThe editor, minister, judge, and all the people\u2014<br \/>\n\u201cA thief,\u201d \u201ca thief,\u201d \u201ca thief,\u201d wherever he goes<br \/>\nAnd he can\u2019t get work, and he can\u2019t get bread<br \/>\nWithout stealing it, why the boy will steal.<br \/>\nIt\u2019s the way the people regard the theft of the apple<br \/>\nThat makes the boy what he is.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/willard-fluke\/\">Previous: Willard Fluke<\/a><\/p>\n<p>Next: Lucius Atherton<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Over and over they used to ask me, While buying the wine or the beer, In Peoria first, and later in Chicago, Denver, Frisco, New York, wherever I lived How I happened to lead the life, And what was the start of it. Well, I told them a silk dress, And a promise of marriage [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":68,"menu_order":54,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-218","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/218","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=218"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/218\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":263,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/218\/revisions\/263"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/68"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=218"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=218"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=218"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}