{"id":887,"date":"2022-02-06T14:21:52","date_gmt":"2022-02-06T14:21:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/?page_id=887"},"modified":"2022-02-06T15:23:24","modified_gmt":"2022-02-06T15:23:24","slug":"henry-tripp","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/henry-tripp\/","title":{"rendered":"Henry Tripp"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left;\">The bank broke and I lost my savings.<br \/>\nI was sick of the tiresome game in Spoon River<br \/>\nAnd I made up my mind to run away<br \/>\nAnd leave my place in life and my family;<br \/>\nBut just as the midnight train pulled in,<br \/>\nQuick off the steps jumped Cully Green<br \/>\nAnd Martin Vise, and began to fight<br \/>\nTo settle their ancient rivalry,<br \/>\nStriking each other with fists that sounded<br \/>\nLike the blows of knotted clubs.<br \/>\nNow it seemed to me that Cully was winning,<br \/>\nWhen his bloody face broke into a grin<br \/>\nOf sickly cowardice, leaning on Martin<br \/>\nAnd whining out \u201cWe\u2019re good friends, Mart,<br \/>\nYou know that I\u2019m your friend.\u201d<br \/>\nBut a terrible punch from Martin knocked him<br \/>\nAround and around and into a heap.<br \/>\nAnd then they arrested me as a witness,<br \/>\nAnd I lost my train and staid in Spoon River<br \/>\nTo wage my battle of life to the end.<br \/>\nOh, Cully Green, you were my savior\u2014<br \/>\nYou, so ashamed and drooped for years,<br \/>\nLoitering listless about the streets,<br \/>\nAnd tying rags round your festering soul,<br \/>\nWho failed to fight it out.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/hildrup-tubbs\/\">Previous: Hildrup Tubbs<\/a><\/p>\n<p>Next: Granville Calhoun<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The bank broke and I lost my savings. I was sick of the tiresome game in Spoon River And I made up my mind to run away And leave my place in life and my family; But just as the midnight train pulled in, Quick off the steps jumped Cully Green And Martin Vise, and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":68,"menu_order":173,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[200,201],"class_list":["post-887","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","tag-cully-green","tag-martin-vise"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/887","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=887"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/887\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":971,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/887\/revisions\/971"}],"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=887"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=887"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=887"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}