The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1884-02-05
BAzOO SPICE.

But, Sylvia," said Hattie IF you climb
that fence, Mr.. Tawmus, who is over there
will see your stockings" And Sylvia re-
piled az thought of that Boston Post.
Sylvia had careful mind,
And her thoughts were not behind.
Forward did they gaily range,
Over fences and twas strange
Tawmus should be waiting there
For one glimpse of that one pair
OF hose clocked, and red and striped
Tawmus was a naughty biped.
81 thought" said the senior Ruggles. as
he produced a suspicious-loOking black
bottle from his sons valise, "thst there was
nothing but your surgical instruments In
this bag" That's what / said, dad"
Then, sir, what do you call this % ''Thst?
Oh, that's nv eye-opener, dad. A very use
ful instrument, very useful indispensable,
| assure you"
Dad saw the "pint" but after he had
lost the "key" out of it down his throat,
the son thought it was mouth opener as
we'll.
The Sedalia BAzoo SAYS "the ice on the
Usage river is eighty inches thick" Where
Is the man who said j. West had signed
the pledge Holden Enterprise.
Not much. Ice is q fsvorite dish In
the BAzoo Office in summer time. The
eighty" business lies between the Osceola
correspondent of the BAzoo, aided and
abetted by the intelligent composition and
an overworked proof reader.
Save the sweetest kiss for mother" is
the title of the latest new song. The auth
or evidently overlooks the fact that the
young mans precious time is so complete
ly occupied in paying his respects to the
daughter that the old lady stands mighty
slim chance of getting any kiss at all
Gold Leaf.
He might have given the lady
half dozen raw;
Shell pay him up for this neglect
When she's his mother-in-law.
| Girls, girls, musical things
! Give Ia the song the jolly girl sings
He is a grabbed, cod-blOOded churl,
| Who has no love for the musical girl.
Chicago Drover's Journal.
I'm sitting on the style. Mary" said
Mary's father, when he refused to buy her a
new bonnet.-FOlio.
"A musical critic spoke of a "tenor," and
the printer got il "terror." Next day the
critic published an apology, and so lost
lots of friends.-BostOn Post.
No matter. He should keep cool, and
60 on the even tenor of his way.
1t is said that SedaIia girl ate eigh
plates of oysters recently at a church festi
val. The question now is, how many oys
tiers did she eat ?-BAZOO.
If it was like the average church festi
val in this section of the country. by {
careful count, and taking them in a whole
sale quantity, she might have had the op
portunitv OF eating ive.-ROckville Globe
We stood at the bars as the sun went down
Behind the hills on a summer day;
Her eyes were tender and big and brown,
Her breath as sweet as new-mOwn hay.
Far from the west the faint sunshine,
Glanced sparkling FIR, nj her golden hair;
Those calm, deep eyes were turned on mine
And look of cOntentment rested there.
see her bathed in the sunlight food,
| see her standing peacefully now;
Peacefully standing and chewing her cud,
As rubbed her ears-thst Jersey COW:
Exchange.
rubbed her ears, rubbed her nose,
But soon heard sickening thud;
The treacherous brute had lowered her head,
And tossed me into puddle Of mud.
On the lst ult. il was again in order I
dig up this old BALD headed story. "Slee
year." said rural dsmsel to her beau q
she tried to nerve herself to pop the ques
ton to him. "No, BY thunder, can't" b
exclaimed. "The folksll be lookin' for m
at home Tribune.
Then that young man hurried out,
, Carefully he looked about;
And tits true you may believe,
That his heart did wildly grieve,
Stree his reckless act had cost
. So much pleasure to be lost.
And on reaching home he cried,
Thunk and thunk and then he died.
And the verdict of each friend
Was this sleep here was his end.
Although women have the right
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