{"id":880,"date":"2022-02-06T14:19:29","date_gmt":"2022-02-06T14:19:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/?page_id=880"},"modified":"2022-02-06T15:23:50","modified_gmt":"2022-02-06T15:23:50","slug":"richard-bone","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/richard-bone\/","title":{"rendered":"Richard Bone"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I first came to Spoon River<br \/>\nI did not know whether what they told me<br \/>\nWas true or false.<br \/>\nThey would bring me the epitaph<br \/>\nAnd stand around the shop while I worked<br \/>\nAnd say \u201cHe was so kind,\u201d \u201cHe was so wonderful,\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cShe was the sweetest woman,\u201d \u201cHe was a consistent Christian.\u201d<br \/>\nAnd I chiseled for them whatever they wished,<br \/>\nAll in ignorance of the truth.<br \/>\nBut later, as I lived among the people here,<br \/>\nI knew how near to the life<br \/>\nWere the epitaphs that were ordered for them as they died.<br \/>\nBut still I chiseled whatever they paid me to chisel<br \/>\nAnd made myself party to the false chronicles<br \/>\nOf the stones,<br \/>\nEven as the historian does who writes<br \/>\nWithout knowing the truth,<br \/>\nOr because he is influenced to hide it.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/schroeder-the-fisherman\/\">Previous: Schroeder the Fisherman<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/silas-dement\/\">Next: Silas Dement<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I first came to Spoon River I did not know whether what they told me Was true or false. They would bring me the epitaph And stand around the shop while I worked And say \u201cHe was so kind,\u201d \u201cHe was so wonderful,\u201d \u201cShe was the sweetest woman,\u201d \u201cHe was a consistent Christian.\u201d And [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":68,"menu_order":166,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-880","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/880","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=880"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/880\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":963,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/880\/revisions\/963"}],"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=880"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=880"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=880"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}