The Lamar register., 1889-11-16

bination, calling itself the Acme
Opera company of Chicago, gave
show of some sort at Reynolds hall
last Friday night. No tree tickets
were sent to this office, and when we
sent our half breed roller boy over
to the manager with a note asking
him why in Texas he had neglected
such an important 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 a free dance,
and the Acme Opera company open
ed 10 an audience composed of the
landlords cross-eyed boy and two
old half breeds who thought some
body was to be scalped.
There's nothing mean about us.
We simply want what is due to the
profession, and what has been grant
ed it from time lmmemorial When
an amusement combination sets out
to ignor us and make US sing small,
somebody will certainly hear some
thing drop before getting to the top
of the hill.
Not Saying Word Many 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 nomi-
mated on either thicket; and, second
ly, because bigger gang of rascals
were never up for Office. We want
ed 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 in 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 posi-
lion with credit to all, but the gangs
wanted tool, and so they nominated
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 az Joliet to serve out their un-
expired sentences.
We have been warned that we
must come out and supposrt 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 a
grand aggregation 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 bus
mess.
Not Just Yet.-The Tom Cat Sill.
yer Mining company sent us certiti.
cate of stock of the face value of
$500 last week and asked us to edi.
torially mention the fact that the
mine would prove one of the great
est bonanzas Of the age for investors.
We can't couscientiously 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 10 hear of
some enc who has received a divi-
dend We used to take everything
in silver stock that came along, and
puff up their old swindles without
stint, but we have made change of
base in this respect. We found that
a 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 Love.
ly Jim, of the Red Front Sink of In
iquity, took exception to our kindly
remark in last weeks Issue tina.
whisky and poker were trying to run
the town, and they laid for us ac-
cordingly. Or Friday afternoon we
were examining the carcas of a big
jackass rabbit killed over in the
gulch by Sam Andrews, and on ex.
hibition in front Of Davises' butcher
shop, when the three worthles above
named approached and signifed their
intention of cooking our goose. We
had them covered by our gun III five