Quasqueton guardian. (Quasqueton, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1856-1858, 1858-02-18

Come hurry up, boys, and finish your tea,
For tonight, at the Empire, there'sa bgjubilee
When the tables are cleared, boys, sure Charlie
is free
To be off to old K-p's for jolly old spree
And J-s, he goes with me, and I'd have you to
know
That J-s, (alias Bones) is horse on blow.
They say that Boss Thomas" is over there too,
And I've reason to think he'll surely get blue.
But we care not pin, tho Tom may get tight,
J-s and will stand by him should he get in a
fight.
So drink up your tea, boys, and eat up your cake,
For tonight you all know I've a stump speech
| to make"
Thus spoke Charlie Boston, one eve when quite
mellow,
For Charlie, we know, is mighty fine fellew.
He holds forth at the White House." buys all
the meat,
And for making stump speeches cannet be beat
Tho I'm sorry to say it. here in my song,
When he gets on spree, it hangs on him long.
But Pm getting quite dry, SO I'll on with my
story,
How Charley and J-s reached their summit of
glory.
| That is, when Charley had mounted chair,
Expanded his lungs, and sucked in the air.
And surely must tell it, (altho' it's a SIM
He also sucked in divers /" cock tails" of gin
And our wol thy friends, all muscle and lone
Would never see Charley sucking alone.
So he drank with him, backed him, stuck by
like a leech,
Till he saw his friend Charley launch forth on
his speech
And then he fell back, with the crowd in the
pit,
/ Prepared to applaud when Charles made hit
Charlie spok, long and wei, elcquence hung on
his lip,
Until 10 in the distance appeared Mr.. K-p.
The audience paled, their faces all heightened,
And our o,at RS nerves, Q must own) were not
! strengthened.
For he looked long and wstfully unto the boys,
AS k-p Numbered forth, YOU must dry up
this noise!'
This broke up the sre2cll--on our friend good
But you must not infer that the spree was thu,
brke;
For III state all the facts, nothing back with
hold,
For the cream of the whole remains to be told.
Now our heroes set forth, thro' the cold morning
air,
Concluding twas time to seek out their lair.
Friend Charles went to bed, in sleep to drown
care,
Their rel os, quite short, for the day was
just dawning,
And, alas they awoke unrefreshed in the mcrn
ing.
And is flew about like mouse u in nit h., :.
Grinded, simpered, and smiled, as he handed tn,
coffee
To the pretty fair maids VIII, had come up from
Qnasqae'.
His eyes looking love, like "a turtle dove billing
No wonder the kldi, said J--s was killing.
Now breakfast being over, J--s took him to bed
In hopes that sleep would reduce the size of hi
head.
He dreamed of gin cocktails, of angels an,
heaven,
| Till noise awoke him-he thought it lust sew
Dressed quicaly, and down stairs he hurrieJ
along.
Thinking surely twas time to sound the frs
goag.
Swallowed Il c, ck-tail in less time than vol,
wink,
And asked his friend Charles and the ostler +,
drink,
Rushed into the kitchen, swearing loud like q
sinner,
And informed the head cook he must quick have
his dinner,
Seized pan Of cold grub, taters, turnips and
meat,
And bclted up TO his room, his dinner to eat
l there .uF him rest, till the gong shall sound
loud,
Laid out like topper awaiting his Stroud;
And thus leave all, if you'll call me no bore.
Iii give you the sequel when they are sobered
once more.
P. S.-Friend Charles will oblige if he'll read
this aloud,
For think it will sure raise laugh from the
crowd,
And all will excuse you for getting SO risky,
For we know it was caused by Ks fighting
ansie,y.
So cheer up, now Charlie, and do not look blue,
The oaels all excuse you, for they've been there
too. OWL CLFB
Independence Feb 10 1888
Iowa Legislature.
The Senate passed the bill provid-
ing for the payment Of the publication
OF delinquent taxes by the land, repeal
ing section 498 Of the Code. a
Senate passed tho bill for raising a