The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1890-07-05

parish favoring the lottery las re-
ported to the imes-Democrat)
will not be found in old Grant.
ANTI-LOTTERY.
Sardonic NeighbOrs.
Borox, La. June Is. 1890.
Editor Colfar Chronicle:
The accompanying article was
sent to the Town Talk two weeks
ago, in the shape of a commuini-
cation. We thought its non-ap-
pearance the first issue the result
of over crowded columns, and
waited. Surely we thought the
fun loving editor will not ignore
the reply to his own caustic jokes
about Boyce and her amiable in
habitants. Since he was the ag-
gressivs party Che is 80 full of his
odd fun! J we thought he would al
low the victims of his merciless
satire some chance for vindication.
But, alas! this courteous act of
self-denial proved too much for
him. He is too "sore" to stoop to
such; and he would use repressive
measures to silence this enfant
terrible (Boyce) who is not at all
dismayed by his rhetorical fire.
works, and, like Oliver Twist, cries
for more. We regret. any wound
we may have given. "Had we
known how sensitive, ETC., etc"
We admire his devotion to Alexan-
drla as she was, is, and is not going
to be. This devotion, however, we
trust will never acidulate the sweet
nature of Louisiana's great humor-
list the Town Talk.
Respectfully, BoYoE.
B0YCE's COMPLIMENTS TO ALExAN-
DRIA.
With a sardonic smile, that does
not dissimulate the agony felt, the
Town Talk of the past week, under
the heading of "Boyce Can't Joke"
to say that a man touched
on sore point gets angry, etc.
As man generally reasons from
we presume our neighbor
is right This frank acknowledge
ment of his own discomforture is
refreshing in these days of make
believes" and encourages us to
hope that, when the spirit of mis-
chief tempts him again to step on
some small boys toes, he will re-
member the excrescences on his
own. However narrowing it is to
bur feelings to contradict, we must
really disclaim the anger imputed
10 us. The "joke" was too ludicrous,
IN the face of facts, to admit of any |
hing but laugh. We ventured |
! return of compliments whewl
pistols for two, and coffee for one. |
Nor did we believe ourselves def
,ient in understanding until we
cad of the writer being one of the
worst stingers to be found after
thoroughly canvasing Boyce for
Shades of suicidal where
vithsl who were they that took !
heir lives into their own hands in
70 reckless manner? Not surely |
he staid officials of our thriving
own? There was a sort of politi-
al picnic here recently, with races
or the mayoralty, ETC., is it possible
hat canvasing became chronic?
Ne are hurt, indignant all but
peechless, at the thought of even
be humblest voter of Boyce de-
to the undignifed pas
ime of hornet hunting. The sport,
owever, must have been exhilerat-
NJ one we admit, for there is an
lement of uncertainty about the
nergetic workers of Hornetdom
hat precludes all possibility of in
ifference to their moves. We
'ould hesitate to receive this san
uinary tale other than rs leaf
rom the pages of Fiction, were it
OF that the Town Talk the revered
uthor of the startling narrative) L
disclaimed the gift of q
,rtile imagination, under title of
remarks" wholly un-
alled for" There is then moth
e left Us but resignation to q