The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1889-11-13
The Arizona Kicker.

lAEl w ILL NNOW hOltE--!A COillUl-
nation, calling itself the Acme Opera
company of Chicago, gave a show of
some sort at Reynolds's hall last Fri
day night. No free tickets were sent
to this office. and when we sent our
half breed roller boy over to the man
aeer with a note asking him why in
Texas he had neglected such an i'm
portant duty, he returned word that
the Kicker could kick and be hanged
to it. We therefore kicked. We hired
Cooper's hall for the same night, gave
Il free dance, and the Acme Opera
company opened to an audience com
posed Of the landlords cross eyed boy
and two old half breeds who thought
somebody was scing to be scalped.
There's nothing mean about us. We
simply want what is due to the pro-
fession, and what has been granted it
from time immemorial. When an
amusement combination sets out to
ignore us and make us sing small,
somebody will certainly hear some
thing drop before getting to the top of
the hill
NOT SAVING 4 WoRD.-Many of our
subscribers are asking why the Kicker
has nothing to say i'll favor Of either
of the local tickets now in the field.
There are two reasons: First, because
we were not nominated on either tick
ct; and, secondly, because a bigger
gang of rascals were never up for Of
fee. We wanted to run for mayor.
1t is no use being over modest about
such things. We are better fitted for
the position than any other man III
town. The office should have been
glad to seek us. 1t didn't do SO, and
SO we sought it. We should have filled
the position with credit to all, but the
gangs wanted q tool, and so they NOM
mated Doc Burrows and Hank Jones
to head the two tickets. Neither Of
these men will ever serve. 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, OF 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 shcp, and knit
ting factory, all under one roof, pre-
sided over by one head, and each do
ing a fine business.
Nor JUsr YEr-The Tom Cat Silver
Mining company sent us a certificate
Of stock of the face value of $500 last
week and asked US to editorially men-
lion the fact that the mine would
prove one of the greatest bonanzas OF
the age for investors. We can't con-
scientiously do it yet. 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 everything in silver stock that
came along, aud puff up their old
swindles without stint, but we have
made change of base inth!s respect.
We found that 4 company Which
would beat the public would also beat
US.
1'HEy Took ExcEprIoN-Tall Bill, OF
the Gem Saloon; Ohio George, of the
Arcade Poker Rooms; and Lovely
Jim, -os~tt,hiesR the Red Front Sink OF Iniqui-
tv, took exception to our kindly re-
mark in last weeks issue that whisky
and poker were trying to run the
town, and they laid for us accordingly.
On Friday afternoon we were exam
ming the carcass of a big jackass
rabbit killed over in the gulch by Sam
Andrews, and on exhibition in front
of Davis's butcher shop, when the
three worthless above named approach
cd and sisnifed their intention of
cooking our goose. We had them
covered by our gun in FIVE seconds,
and We held them in line with hands
ND for full five minutes as an exhib!-
ton. When they had been disarmed
we allowed them to sneak away.
We don't claim to own this town,
and we never set out to run it, but we
propose to tall. in plain English on
all subjects and guard the public iii
terest to the best of our ability. Ii
the three parties named do not sub
side at once, we shall encourage Il
crowd to turn out with rope some
frosty evening, and pull their heads
chock up against limb.
He STILL LrvEs.-A Nebraska sub
scriber writes to inquire if there is
any other weekly published in this
burg. There is. We have chattel
mortgage on everything but the red
headed, cross eyed: lop shouldercd
coyote who edits it, and can close him
up at any minute; but we let him run
on in order to keep him off the town.
We rather like his audacity as well.
He prints $50 copies, none OF whlchca
be read on account of the poor press
work, and yet he claims the largest
circulation in the known world. He
knows we own the very CHAIR he sits
in, but yet lie devotes four columns
each week to abusing US personally
Yes, he still lives, poor CID unfor-
tunate. But We are goingto give him
rope for. the winter. If he vas
bounced out he might have 10 run
for the legislature.--Det'od Free
Press.
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