The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1878-11-12

See de frost on top de grass,
An h'sr de chili'en cryin';
De ivy green has got chill.
An base ball am . dyin'.
Wake up in de mawnin'-
Make dem black heels fly!
Summers gone and winters cold
Won't pass de darkey by!
De postum vsnders all alone,
he vOOdchuck sadly CALI;
DE- hickory nut il can't held on,
An TO de groun' it falls.
Lift up dem feet, brndher-
Make de cabin tight!
d. winter will he long and cold,
kase summer was ~ bright!
Cora mitey, white man, de niger roas'
his shins Ger long time dis winter ef de COOS
hone tell de iroof!
Now looks the OK from out his stall
The farmer man 10 see.
A. quick he spreads upon the floor
The grain 20 temptingly.
Then sings around the ancient barn
Tie lively autumn gale,
Aud while the farmer taps his fail
The bovine fsps his tail.
Well. young follow. We spose you 60 to
church. Grease your hair, chalk your
nose, indigo yonr eyebrows, tie bow knots
in your can. and all that for sunday! II
you don't spruce up and be somebody
you'll never get e.ec;e:. Constable with l5.-
600 majority like old man Conner. Talk
ing about church, no youn, man should 10
to church Sunday night alone. He might
get lost, stick his foot in hole in the side.
walk. fall asleep and get locked in the
church, lose his watch, or some other ter
rible accident might happen to you. So you
better sit ight down this morning and write .
note to your girl and ask her for her COM
pany tonight. BY turning to the Texas
Reports, page II, you will End the follow
ing style:
Form A. No. IA
Compliments OF Mr. to Miss:
I respectfully solicit your corporal system
across the alluvial landscape that lies BE-
tween your fathers hOspitsble domicile and
the sanctuary OF God, there To hear the ex-
pounding Of the Scripture.
She will frantically rush around the
neighborhood. borrow II pens, 3 bottles Of
ink, l sheet Of paper, So envelopes, and
then sit down and reply With the stub Of =
lead pencil, .Lusly:
Twill With pleasure allow you the exquis-
i,e beati,ute Of escor;irg NV corporeal -ys-
tenn over the space vi ground Intervening be-
tween my parental domicile and the edifice
of divine worship when the diurnal orb Of
day shall have sought its last resting place
behind the occidental hills.
Whoopee! There is nothing like leath-
er. Who's, Emma!
We always watch the deacon. Long ex.
perience with the cussedness Of this world
has convinced US that there is more fun in
the deacon than any other pious animal
ths, hides aces in his sleeves IN hay lois.
Drst 'em. The first deacon We ever knew
was pious old coon with . face 50 long
that it hung down to his insiep. AMI his
lips were spring bottoms. We had to sit
next to him when litlFe boy in church
one day bent pin and put it in the seat
to see wha, he would do. We saw; he saw,
too. When he sat down the wrinkles ran
clear up from the seat passed over his face
in hurry, snd all Of them concentrated in
an indis nation meeting ON the end Of his
nose.
He rose sudden like, rs II he had sat on
hot, and then, fishing out the
pin, looked at it carefully and then at us.
There was conviction in his face. His
right hand slid softly over to our lex and
his fingers closed on il like . wise Just a.
they commenced to sing.
"a charge to keep / have"
The louder they sang, the harder he
pinched and the more we roared. But that
old cuss Just pulled his throttle vide open
and let 60 Of that charge he had to keep"
with noise that shook the shingles Of the
roof. We howIed till the tears ran down
our cheeks, and some Of EN- looked round
As il to commend our good intentions but
condemn our poor music. They thought
We Vas much affected.
We was.
Just a. the hymn was closing he ended
With stepping on our toe, and drowned the
yelp by sla,nmins the door Of the pew.
When We bowed our head in the prayer
that followed, the old cuss looked at u out
Df the corner Of his eve and Missed, 'ye'll
tick pins inter me- erg'n, will yer, yer little
mary whelp!'
That's the kiad Of man . deacon Is. So
hat is Why We tell the following with joy
md lead pencil
A story IL told Of deacon in Tenneasee,
Sho Was IN the habit Of riding . bucking
is. . mule that can make .
:amel's back OF il straight one, and By q
pasmodic movement Of its four ie&s and
,ump, discharge is rider like . cannon.
,all. The other day they came to the edge |
4 the worst mud hole in the State, and the |
mule gave unmistakable indications Of
sucking. The good deacon knew that he |
vas about 70 be thrown, and his mind skur- |
led about for . prayer. His table grace |
anne easiest: "Lord, for What We are about |
o receive make NJ humbly thankful" he |
and the mule had bucked and |
le Vas in up 10 his neck.
But this il all talk and no cider, and We
ave been Cabling long enough 70 get left |
Ike the Captain:
Says the captain to Pat,
"Come. I'll have none o. that"
Is Paddy of whisky Was drinking his gil.
With satis6ed sigh,
A he finished the "rye,"
avs Paddy. "Be jabers. I don't think ye
will"
II there is anything We admire It b limo.
ence Of childhood. Here's come innocence
A lonesome looking boy vas hanging
round . woodward in the northern part OF
|etroit Wien the owner Of the yard.