The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1878-04-02
THIS
u the Way that We Long HSve
Sought


Observation-Disclosures
are here sgain.
Shake! There's nothing like being
friends, and its . mighty poor man Who ha'
none. So you'ns and ws'uns will strike up
co-parsner.hip Of so,iability. wherein the
BAzoo shall Be party Of the first part.
and you, reader, shall be a party Of the
second part.
Hurrah for US!
We will live and love together,
Through all the changing years;
We will share each Others joys
And weep each others tears.
But you must do the crying. Talking
about crying. hos would you like to be Mar.
shall? oh, how ve would like to be q
Marshal! And wear nice blue clothes, with
feathers % gay mo, buttons. We mean
We hope the next Marshal will have but.
tons a big a an oyster plate.
Well, Kelly, never mind. Worse men
than you have been beat. An! you can
stand it lso-likewise-nevertheles..
But there il something 90 taking about
q policeman. Seems to NJ We eee ons
ROW:
"Tsinkle, twinkle little star,
How ! wonder what you are"
Who wouldn't bs q policeman:
] want to BE- . marshal,
And ut the corner stand;
A star upon NV bosom,
A club within my hand.
I'll stand and roll my eyebali.,
by passing breezes famed;
I'll walk into each retanrant,
And take my oy ten. Panned.
You bet.
We'll, we'll, everybody can't be a police.
man, 30 veil go ON With our wood cutting
In this lie nobody 10 satis6ei-we never
saw but one man that seemed perfectly sat.
is6ed authenticated, and that VA = fellows
Who hal fallen down = mining shaft SO
feet. lie Was the most resigned looking
piece Of humanity We ever saw. Reader
he Was like the Dutchmsn's wife, and W
will tell you Why she vas resigned.
allow do you do Jake. How ia your wife!'
"Mein frau-mein fran ish dead"
"Dsad: j. !. il pos'ibie' Was she re-
"Re-isned resigned" Mel" Gou she
to be-
So YOU see resignation, like funeral. al.
vays follows death.
IIeigho.
"Man never l.. but always to be blest"
lie is always in search Of happiness; ii
ne is married, he sometimes wishes he was
single; IL he j. single he thinks nausht but
happiness lies in marriage. So he snesk-
up to his GO b,,i room, seiz - pen, and
writes thus to Ma II ,nnsh Maria:
Come, my gentle tur:.S dove,
You AMI were made for love.
Bill to bill thn~ ani you.
As the younger pigeons do.
Taking food IL kisses thence,
Giving food of kisses hence.
q. my pigeon 20. INV dove.
Give me sweetest crumbs III love,
Take the sweetest that give,
Taking. giving, let u, live.
But time works wonders, and in ak
months he feels that tender beef-steak il
more satisfying to hungry man than
kisses, and the angelic being who was once
his pigeon" and -.iove" settles down into
plain, Hannah Maria. And that's the way
it goes. Ifhe wants anything done. you
can hear him yell . square of: "You
Hannsh Ma-ri-arw And Hannah Maria
obedientIy trots out OF the back kitchen for
her lord and master. NJ more lOse letters
-n., more poetry-till some day Hannah
Maria dies. when he will probably scratch
hrs head and get OF something like this for
her tombstone:
Dear Hannah Maria il gone.
We shall never rec her more.
The pains Of erysipelas
A considerable spell she bore,
She held out we'll agin disease:
Physicians was in vain.
The rash struck in and Hannsh Maria
Has gone to Heaven to reign.
And that's what's the matter With Han
nah.
Stranger, did you ever put pour foot in
Il? No do doubt you have. and 20 have
ve. Our last mishsp Wa fun for Others.
bat death to us. Il il strange what pains
rome people will take 10 get into no, water.
II the Lord would make . deep groove.
crease every inch Of the track, and put
zone n,nrtals on il 10 slide them to glory,
hey would dig their heels in and 6op over
INTO per,ii,isn in spite. And this 10 putting
,our foo, in II.
In halt the Affairs
Of this busy life
(As that same day
said To my wife,
Our troubles come
From trying to put
The left hand shoe
On the right-hand foot.
Or vice versa,
meaning. reverse, air.
To try tn force
Al quite Of course,
Any wrong foot
In the right shoe,
Il the silliess thing
A man can do.
ny NEI6HBOR.
Love your ne,ghber a. Yourself
Thus the Good Book rsa6lesh;
And glance across the way
AZ my neighbor Edith,
Who. with gArlen-has and gloves,
Through the golden hours,
Mthe sunny spring like morn,
Fits among the flowers.
Love your neighbor as yourself
Wmsome, blue-eyed giriie,
Golden CLEANS of sunny hair,
Dtmplej, pink and psariy.
As lean upon the ssle
And watch her Ut her labor,