The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1889-11-30
THE ARIZONA KICKER.
Some of the Burdens Gracefully Borne by
a Western Editor.

Some of the Burd ens Gracefully Borne by
Western Editor.
We extract the following items from
the last issue of The Arizona Kicker:
''THEY WILL KNOW MoRE.-A combin-
alton calling itself the Acme Opera Com
pany, of Chicago, gave show of some
sort at Reynolds Hall last Friday night
No free tickets were sent to this office,
and when we sent our half-breed roller
boy over to the manager with note
asking him why in Texas he had neg
lected such an important duty, he re-
turned word that the Kicker could KICK
and be hanged to it. We therefore
kicked. We hired Cooper's Hall for the
same night, gave free dance and the
Acme Opera Company opened to an audi
ence composed of the landlords cross
eyed boy and two old half-breeds who
thought somebody was going to be
scalped. There's nothing mean about
us. We simply want what is due to the
profession, and what has been granted
it from time immemorial. When an
amusement combination sets out to
ignore us and make us sing small, some
body will certainly hear sor1atAiag drop
before getting to the top of the hill"
"Nor SAYING A Vocabulary of our
subscribers are asking why the Kicker
has nothing to say in favor of either OF
the local tickets now in the field. There
are two reasons. First, because we were
not nominated on either ticket, and
secondly because bigger gang of ras'
Gals were never up for Office. Wewanted
to run for mayor. 1t is no use being
ovef-modest about such things. We are
better fitted for the position than any
other man in town. The office should
have been glad to seek us. 1t didn6 do
so, and so we sought it. We should
have filled the position with credit to
all, but the gangs wanted too, and so
they nominated Doc Burrows and Hank
Jones to head the two tickets Neither
of these men will ever serTe. Within
one month we will have both of them
back at Joliet to serve out their unex-
pired sentences. We have been warned
that we must come out and support one
ticket or the other or go to the wall.
Begin your wall business, gentlemen, as
soon as you please. When you down us
YOU have got to beat grand aggrega-
ton of newspaper, grocery, feed store,
harness shop, butcher shop and knitting
factory, all under one roof, presided over
by one head, and each doing fine busl-
ness"
"NoT JUST YET.-The Tom Cat Silver
Mining Company sent us certificate OF
stock of the face value of $500 last week
and asked us to editorially mention the
fact that the mine would prove one OF
the greatest bonanzas of the age for in
yestors. We can't conscientiously do 1t
vet. We want to wait awhile and see
whether we are to be assessed on the
stock or not, and we'd like to hear OF
some one who has received dividend
We used to take every thing in silver
stock that came along, and puff up theil
old swindles without stint, but we have
made change of base in this respect
We found that company which would
beat the public would also beat us"
''THEY Took EXcEPTIoN.-Tall Bill
of the Gem Saloon, Ohio George, of the
Arcade Poker Rooms, and Lovely Jim
of the Red Front Sink of Iniquity, took
exception to our kindly remark in last
weeks issue that whisky and poker
were trying to run the town, and they
laid for us accordingly. On Friday after
noon we were examining the carcass o
a big iackass rabbit killed over in the
gulch by Sam Andrews, and on exhibi
ton in front of Davises' butcher
shop, when the three worthless above
named approached and signifed thei
intention of cooking our goose. We
had them covered by our gun in five sec
onds, and we held them in line witt
hands up for full five minutes as an ex
hibition. When they had been disarmet
we allowed them to sneak away. W.
don't claim to own this town, and WI
never set out to run it, but we propose Il
talk in plain English on all subjects ant
guard the public interests to the bes
of our ability. If the three parties
named do not subside at once we shall
encourage a crowd to turn out with
rope some frosty evening and pull theil
heads chock up against limb"
HE STILL LIvES.-A Nebraska sub
scriber writes to inquireif there is anoth
er weekly published in this burg. There
is. We have a chattel mortgage on ev
cry thing but the red-headed, cross-eyed
lop-shouldered coyote VINO edits it, ant
can close him up at any minute; but We
let him run on in order to keep him of
the town. We rather like his audacity
as well. He prints $50 copies, none O.
which can be read on account of the poo
press-work, and yeth claims the larges
circulation in the known world. He
knows we own the very chair he sits in
but yet he devotes four columns eacl
week to abusing us personally. Yes, hi
still lives, poor old unfortunate. But We
are going to give him rope for the win
ter. If he was bounced out he nigh
have to run for the Legislature. DE
troit Free Press.