Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1866-07-06
HUNT FOR THE GRAND KANGAROOS.
Incidents OF the Patient Search.
prosc and Poeticnl Reflections.

From the Des Moines Register, June -.
Yesterday morning, Immediately after
break fast, we put on our double-revolv-
ing spectacles, and sailed out in search
of Imperial Kangaroos. A speaking
tube at Marshalltown had shrieked an
announcement that grand convocation
of G. KS, with prehensile tails, would
meet at Des Moines on the 9th day of
June, and proceed to dig a platform,
and extemporize q dozen or more Kos.
ciuskian howls for the delectation of the
Copperheads of this city. We proceed
ed to walk. Went to the Slavery house.
Looked ut the register thereof for
names. Placed our finger on a name,
supposing that we had found the pat
ronymic of one Kangaroo atleast. The
owner of that name came up, looked
suspiciously, and went in thus:
81 am going away in an hour.
came here on railroad business. Iwant
you to understand that I am no delegate
to the Kangaroo Convention. Not
political crowd, generally try to seek
an organization which has some men
in it and few friends"
We were satisfied, sympathized with
the man in our peculiar style of com.
miseration. After laborious search we
found three individuals at the Slavery,
of Kangaroo genealogy, who had come
to attend the Convention. Col. A. d.
Porter was one, and the other two shall
be nameless eyermore. A map of the
field of Waterloo was on their faces, and
sketch of the Babes in the Woods''
was photographed in their detected
eyes. We disappeared from the Slavery
and brought up at the Des Moines.-
Found two Kangaroos at the latter
place, one Of whom was looking out on
the river with suicidal expression, and
the other was whiting pine stick
with n jack-knife, and singing the fol-
lowing pathetic song:
. Alone In our glory are Tommy and L
All friendless, forsaken and Knocked into pi
In this radical world I'm lost Kangaroo!
Boo hoo boo hoo!
In this terrible fix I'm q lost Kangaroo
And the fellow whistled, and he sang,
and kicked against the floor with par
Oxysmal feet; and, ever and anon, that
awful refrain sounded on our ears like
voice from the dead:
boo hoo, boo hoo!
In this terrible fix I'm n lost Kangaroo
We went away in a plying mood
We went to the Belts House, and made
inquiries. A gentlemanly individual
whom We addressed, got up OH his pins,
approached us kindly and said:
"Magnanimous Local. 1t giqes me much pain
To tell that your mission to Belts is in vain,
AS hope to be saved, tell you its true
That this house doesn't hold even one Kanga.
roo!
BOO hoo. boo hoo!
This house fails to hold even one Kangaroo!'
Perfectly satisfied with our success,
we augmented our momentum, and
popped up the steps Of the Avenue
House. A gentleman of fine demeanor,
and benevolent cOuntenance, answered
our stereOtyped question Us follows:
"a beautiful day, sir, n beautiful morn:
Not q delegate here as sure as you're born;
These Possums who raise such a he'll "a ba-loo
Are not able to send usa lone Kangaroo!
Kangaroo, Kangaroo!
Are not able to send a lone Kangaroo
Wearied with our fruitless search, we
crawled away from the Avenue house,
and went southwark in the direction of
the Union House. When We reached
the neighborhood of that hotel, we saw
an individual standing on the porch,
with hands folded across his breast, and
we heard the following remarkable
strain which seemed to issue from the
great deep of his lungs:
Your search is all fruitless; return to your
home,
In an hour or two Wen permit you to come;
The coaches have failed to drag through the
The lofty hind legs OF cen one Kangaroo!
Boo hoo, hoo hoo!
The lofty hind legs of cen one kangaroo:'
We were disguised, tired, sick! Our
diligent search, like the great gather
ing of the Kangaroo tribe, was doomed
to terminate in fizZle. We went to
the American House, and were gratitied
to see an individual of pleasant face and
sweet voice, who sang thus:
u" Eureka. old hoss! here's the place for to
Take q seat. if you please, In the travellers
I'm happy, vow see, ha! coek-a-doo-doo!
I've found in this sp0t-0ne dear Kangaroo,
One dear Kangaroo
I've found in this spot one dear Kangaroo"
We were gratitied at this discovery,
and proceeded toward the bridge, de-
signing to institute search on the
premises of the Shannon House and the
other hotels OIL the east side Of the riv-
er. Just as we were turning the corner
of Front street, we saw ahead Of us the
same individual we had seen ut the Des
Moines House earlier in the morning.
We couldn't see his face, but what OF
him was visible was very much in the
likeness of an old graveyard which had
lost it's head-stones. He passed onward,
and as he did so, that sepulchral refrain
came backward on the breeze in this
wise:
Roo hoo! Boo hoo!
In this terrible fix Pm a lost Kangaroo!'
we reiterated homeward filed with