Arizona weekly journal-miner., 1893-12-06
AR1zoNA.s CHAmr1on.

ahAEbNAfH CHAMPION, I've heald that there's golden prize
 for fortunes gifted man, Who tells the most newspaper lies
 then tells them OCT again; Who backs them up with printers
 ink and makes us say they re true Until he, himself, shall think, and
 say, and swear so too.
 Now I've travelled OCT this mundane
 sphere; I've sailed the ocean blue; I've whispered in many maiden's ear
 of wond'rous things I'd do-- My memory's stored with gems of
 wit, brought in from every land Ky brilliant men who've made their
 hit-Depew, Bill Nye, Dick Bland, There's Omaha" of comet fame. We
 travelled on the lake;
 We did Chicago's board of trade for
 a nine-million-dollar stake; We sho'd a band of fattened swine
 and drove them on the ice, Caught the market on the turn
 things came our way quite nice. And Stlnson, when he mined for
 gold, over on the Big Bug bottom Rushed into camp one day so bold.
 we'd all of us swore he'd got 'em Tom chucked the sack beneath the
 stove (it weighed thirty thousand
 down.,
 l baked it in that famous loaf that
 the packed into town. I rode the night with Gilhland.
 when he stampeded ninety mules They each one bore a |. :. brand.
 Ve jumped them down by Jules Ns crossed the Platt below the
 aouse n ,hen we struck Jack Mur-
 rows place;
 Ne cleaned up even twenty thou
 sand-Oh, LoTdl can l hope for
 krace1
 When Hank Lefer kept a wood yard
 on the wild Missouri river; There were times when he would lie
 hard Hanks a man that's mighty
 clever)
 He grafted cord wood into buck
 brush-three cords to the brush
 each fall:
 helped him through one harvest rush, that's why know the turn
 call
 There's Charlie Park, with his mine in Utah, three hundred'n ten feet wide-all ore Charlie's young, but needs no tutor, l can tell you that and moro; l would solemnly swear he cant lie. he's one of the kind that holiers; He'll sell that mine some day, If he don't die, for'boUt eighteen mil lion dollars.
 When Templin struck that shoned- corn mine, down in Old Mexico. l stood in with him, played ! fine and helped the sale to go. We got three millions, solid cashl We could have sold it higher But Jim will be giving me the the lash; he himselfs a wond'rous liar. I've been for years Tammany Chief; l won the Sazarac prize; Twas l who downed the Jewish thief and told the prince of lies; worked the San Juan placer boom told that fearful tale of gore; Sent lots of poor men up the hlme. cast them on misfortune's shore. In days gone by my record wa the. brighest m the land; Of liars l used to be the Lord igh- l chief of all the band. All Arizona'd cry, "forsooth," and | say, "hell catch a rumor, And stretch the honest. naked truth | from Kingman down to Yum ,." I've worked by day, burned midnight l oil, struggled the prize to win, But find its only useless toil; a rival | has got in;
 )ne who has out-generaled me. and | beat me on the square. n words of Indian tragedy, he wears my golden hair" Tbe strife is OCT twixt you andne hsnceforth I'll be your slave. Ind if you die before 1 do, I'll shed tears on your grave. IOu're the champion that laid me cold; the laurels you shall take; tive Anson up that lump of goldl The Mine- takes the cakel
 -kingman Mineral Wealth.