Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1888-01-19


Tuck it trihe in the tail,
And pad the shoulder blade.''
But David didn't understand
The use of such & thing
And only wanted in his hand
His staff and thrElsty sling.
Whin Goliath saw little David APP
proachin' afther having heerd procla-
nation that a gra'at champion was
co. min out to fight him, musha, he
Taught fit to split his sides; and by rea-
son of what passed betune them in the
way Of talk, 1 dhrap out of poethry for
bit, bekase poethIy is mighty foine
for sintimintal dialogue, it's no good
at all for ra'al strong, first-class,
breezy blagguardin' match.
'Oh, Jases!" says Goliath. wild the
water bilin' out of his eyes for laugh
in, "what sort av Il thing is that? May
the devil admire?" he says, IF don't
behave it's monkey eschaped from an
organ-grinder.
Yen find me a moighty bad thing
to monkey wid,'' says David, Eye big
thafe, wild pot on you head loike
cupolo on shame fire engine, and
your dirthy, black mouth like the hole
av coal cellar"
'You little skinned pole-cat!'' Says
Goliath, beginnin' to grow mad whin
he diskivvered that David's rhetoric
was superior TO his, ''do you think I'm
dog that we've got a stick to bate me
wid?''
''Bedad,'' said David, Il wouldn't
be afther doin' dacent dog SIGH in
justice; hut its dogs mate Pm goin' to
make of ye.'
Hear that" says Goliath; ''arrah,
now, teache yure grandmother to feed
ducks!'
''Dhry up says David, bad scran
to ye,'' he says, ''ye haven't the sinse of
a catfish. By the light that shines,
yure bad Grammar gives me Il pain in
the stummick." Och, David had
tongue in his head loike jews harp.
Tear an ouns!'' says Goliath, cpl
not lave enough of your hide in one
piece to patch a shoe.''
Tear an ages!'' says David, "I1l
give the buzzards picnic wild yure
karkiss, and shure it will make .em
sick to ate ye."
'Ye're liar" says Goliath.
''Ye're another" says David, land
an Opthalmic ould Cyclops, to boot.
Wild that Goliath lost his timper in
tirely. He paved up the groun', and
kim at David wild his eyes shut, a bel
lowin' and that bhrings me back to-
poetry:
Goliath poised his mighty spear,
Twas fifty fut in length,
And unto David DRAWN near
He punched wild all his strength.
But David surpr1sin' quick,
And sphry upon his pins;
So dOdgin' nately wild his sthick
He whacked Goliath's shins.
With pain the giant howled and grinned,
And dhrapped both SHIELD and lance,
To rub his legs the lick had skinned,
Thin David saw his chance.
Takin' brick from out his scrip,
He put it in his sling,
And whirlin' it round head and hip.
He let it dhrive full swing.
Right to the mark the dornick flies,
As straight as TO hod;
1t shmote the wretch between the eyes,
And stretched him the sod
Thin David, for TO prove him dead
In sight of all beholders,
Chopped off his unbelavin' head
From off his blasphamOus shoulders.
Whin the Phenaysan sailors sought,
Long since, ould Erins sthrand
prince of David's blood they brought,
Who settled in the land.
From him the Irish race hath birth,
And that's why delight in,
Beyant all other tribes on earth,
The harp's swate strains and fghtin'.
That this surmeese is wise thin
Can aisily be shown.
For sthick and harp have liver been
AS Erin's imblims known.
So let her ininlies beware
How they indulge their hate,
Let England thrimble lest she share
Goliath dhreadful fate.
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