Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1879-07-19
" AND THE VILLAIN STILL PURSUED
HER"

| Those who heard George Thatcher, Of the
Tony Pastor troupe, give the amusing absurd
ity of 80 The villain still pursued her" viii
need no apology from us for reproducing it in
the columns of the MORNING APPEAL. Like
other geniuses, Thatcher has his imitators,
but they inferior to the original as the
spurious article always is to the genuine:
I'm sing you a song about young girl-a
young girl who was born of poor but honest
parents-honest parents-and her parents be-
lleved that honesty was the best policeman.
AS this young girl advanced in years-as | be-
lieve all young girls do--one day while she
was perambulating the borders of a beautiful
forest in search of blackberries, she was bit
ten by little bird-a little bird-s little bird
had bitten her. AS she went through the
woods with one hand in the other to stop the
crimson tide of life that flowed from the
wound where the little bird had bitten her
had bitten her-she met with the villain of
the song, whose face was Immediately repul-
sive to her-snd she said, sect thee gone,
villain, get the gone" Twas little narrow
road through the woods, and think--a cow
was the contractor She was a country glrl
and did not fear villains.
- But the villain still pursued her.
" She went home and acquainted her father
and mother of the fact, and her father and
mother told her not to notice it, but one day
while she was in the barn thrashing (she was
farmers daughter) she was in the barn
thrashing- thrashing her little brother III the
barn-who should come III but the very same
villain, and onoe more she told him to get thee
gone, villain, but the villain didn't get thee
gone worth a cent So she repaired to the
friendly protection of her domestic domicile,
and insisted upon her pa and ma leaving the
spot at once, and her father agreed to move
back to the city and enter into his old avoca-
ton, which was that of stone-cutter. He
built himself large stone.y yard and was doing
prosperous business till the all devastating
element fire came along and burnt his stone
yard TO the ground
And the villain still pursued her
Z" Then she persuaded her mother to move
to hard town small by and open boarding
house. Her ma did so, and on account of the
particular class Of custom which her ma had
to cater for in her capacity as boarding house
mistress, she had her knives and forks chained
fast to the table, and they had no napkins
no napkins but instead of napking there was
a large bushy Newfoundland dog, who went
around the table at regular intervals, and as
the boarders were inclined to use napkin
they clutched the dog. The touch went by
seniority, the oldest boarders had the first
clutch, and the more muscular boarders
grabbed the dog and swiped him. Twas
very economical idea, for the dog performed
his duty every day through the week, and on
Sunday the dog was washed and the boarders
had soup.
And the villain still pursued her
Finally she moved off to the wild Western
prairie, surrounded by trees and forests, and
thought she was secured from the eyes of the
world, and she fell in love with the man OF
her choice, and everything was passing along |
smoothly till one day she was in the house
practicing a new and difficult piece on her |
sewing machine, when who should enter but |
the same villain, and he said