Huntsville gazette., 1888-04-14
THE ARIZONA KICKER.
A Western Journalists Quarterly Review
of the Situation.

Western Journalists quarterly REVIEW
of the Situation.
The last issue of the ArizOnd Kicker
contains the following:
another three months have passed
away, and those galoots who predicted
the demise of the Kicker weeks ago
have been badly left. We are still
here and here we shall remain, and
years after the coyotes have licked the
bones of our detractors the Kicker will
be power in the land.
1--WE don't deny that it has been up
hill work with us to publish a paper
here. Our whole outfit didn't in
ycntory but forty dollars when
we struck the town, and we
have been wearing the same shirt
for seven weeks without a change, but
the worst has passed. This week we
have been enabled, as our readers will
observe, to substitute a poem for that
time-worn electrotype of Lydia Pink
ham. and funny sketch of that
column block of Pain Killer, and
other great improvements will follow
from time to time. If all goes well
with us for the next year we can throw
out nearly all the dead ads we are now
carrying, and pills and liniments will
dwell with us no more unless paid for
"Our object in coming here was to
get new start in life. We've got
it, and no thanks to any one. We
wouldn't take one hundred and
fifty dollars for our plant to-day,
and the hold we have obtained on
the affections Of the people could
not be bought at any price. We don't
fling on any scallops as far as dress is
concerned, and every body knows that
we cook and sleep in our office, but
when we met the Governor of Dakota
the other day he seemed glad to shake
hands with us. We know we have
been criticised for turning our paper
collars. mending our own clothes and
doing our own washing, but let the
snobs of Jackass Hill beware! George
Washington began life by peddling
root beer which his mother brewed in
borrowed churn.
1--WE admit that we have made enc
mics by our course politically, but we
were actuated by the best of motives.
4 Before the-Kiehcr was established that
old blowhard, Colonel jim Brown,
thought he owned the earth. We have
had to saw off his horns Before our
arrival on the scene that one-horsc,
one-eyed lawyer who gave himself the
title Of Judge Green considered that
he run the town and large share Of
the surrounding country. We broke
his wings in two weeks and he will
never soar again. On the first night
of our arrival, as we were camping
under our wagon, we were approached
by that bow-legged, spindle-shanked,
crack-voiced, porous plaster who goes
by the name of Rex Smith, and in
! formed that this was an un-
healthy climate for tramps. We
shall help to make it so for at least
one. Next week we shall publish let
ters received from the East that yhis
| hyena of Smith, who is throwing out
| hints that he can name the next ttov-
| ernor, had to leave Ohio to escape the
| lynchers, and that he has never been
| divorced from either of his three
wives.
1--WE can't brag on our subscription.
We have only thirty-seven subscribers,
but they all love us, and all have paid
in advance. The New York Herald
started on three. Our advertising for
the last quarter brought us in six boxes
of pills, two bottles of stomach bitters,
one dozen capscine plasters, enc keg
of paint, one box of soap and over two
dollars in cash. This may not equal
the income of the New York World, but
it is a strong proof that brains are ap-
| preciated in any section.
"Some of the human squirt guns
hanging out around this future metrop-
oils used to be Dragging about how
they were building up the place. One
issue Of the Kicker added moIe to the
population than all the brag those pig
eon-toed Diggers had put forth in five
years. While we return our thanks to
those who have stood by us and helped
us make the Kicker what it is, we re-
peat that we don't care a copper for
the galoots who have criticised us, and
had rather have their enmity than their
friendship. ."-Detron Free Press.
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