Asheville daily citizen. [volume] (Asheville, N.C.) 1890-1900, 1894-02-14
MANY ARE REMEMBERED
TOKENS SENT ON ST. vALEN-
TINES DAY.

TINES DAY.
In Accordance with the Custom
Asheville Folk Take Time 10
Send q Few llissives - How
some Of Them Read.
The 14th of February, the day sacred
to St. Valentine, which is today. is
always one considerably important in
Ashevile's calendar. There is general
remembrance on this day of pleasant
associations, and Uncle Sans postmen
deliver thousands OF mute vet eloquer
tokens; and it would doubtless make
their DAVIS task much lighter could they
stay to hear the expressions evoked by
the missives. MANY Of them would be
tender and joyful. but some Of them
would be the reverse. For the practice
has long obtained Of sendin: to person
one does not like as hideous caricature
as the printers art can produce; although
it is frequently the case that the sender
of one of these horrors does not conceive
the idea in spirit of spltefulness. but
rather to have laugh.
Numbers oi we'll known men in and
about Asheville. officials and the like.
are never forgotten by the valentine
sender. In some instances they shove
the scrap Of paper way down in their
pockets and try not to give the thing
away. but thev fail, for there is always
look produced by valentine that is a
dead give away to the reader of human
nature. THE CITIZEN hears of some ot
the skits composing the valentines re.
ceived by some and prints them here
with.
The pretty brochure sent the Aldermen
collectively was fastened by COTTON
string" and the verses read something
| Ii this:
Reformers, Reformers, beware Of thu
day
When the Straightouts shall meet yor
one Monday in Nav;
Your name will be Dennis while ours j!
Pat.
And we'll have it our own way, be sur'
OF that.
Lines to the Bridge of Size" is tn
title of compliments paid to the archet
structare across Patton avenue, an,
this is what they said
Back number Well rathc';
The ugliest in town.
Though "Old CHI d" still smleth
The bridge should come down.
The owner of Buzz Everybody know
who that isl re. eived these words 70
doggy but has not shown them to h,n
tor fear OF producing probably tata
shock:
We drink to Buzz.
Who nothing does
But feeds on neighbors' chickens;
He's worth his weight
At any rate
He's sure to raise the dickens.
Alderman Gudger, the big man of th
Board of Aide men. got picture of tt
market house under which was writer
Young II. Lamar came out of the west
And grew until now he can't button h
vest.
He sat on the market-tried to mash
II flat,
But tie didn't succeed, as he spoke throug
Il bis hat.
In the envelope with this was paps
for Alderman Starnes, reading thus:
Life is real and it's red HIT,
And it's not enough to say
I'VE will have the market one year.
Whv the markets come to stay.
Dave Hanks, the Cane Creek bard,
he went to the country grocery toda
found this awaiting him
What's the matter with you, Farm
David!
Has all your land gone to rack
Stop airing YOUR troubles in papers
And the tim that you've lost "
cotue back.
A stanza was sent to Judge Armfiel
who is remembered by ever, body her
Sound the loud timbrel from sea un
sea,
Thc minstrels are passing the coul
house. ah, me!
But here's no danger now, Judge Arr
fields away.
The fife and drum corps need not r.
today.
This one, beautifully embossed. cal
to the head Of the city governmel
dated Weldon:
Our thanks are due, kind sir, to you
For what you did to help
Us get the knitting mill down here.
We know we have prize, be sure,
And the white" thing We will do.
1t is supposed that the following "
written bv Pat Singleton, whom JUG
Iones recentlv sent to the peuitentia,
Judge Jones is a man with the law ia
hand,
And he sends us all up in wink.
- But caught his eye as it passed lie
And | wont work on the roads
don't think.
. A friend repeats these lines which HI
Richmond Pearson received:
\ l want to 60 to Congress and with
n great men stand,
Republicans around me and a Record
nv hand.
I'm sure Id outrun Pritchard, I've b
the district Der
But could beat "Tecumseh" is the a.
ton as of yore.
"The Tattler" got these few but
tremely harsh words from somet
whose toes had been trodden upon:
All mouth
No SENSE
-. Go South
Climb fence!
Waterworks Superintendent Muir
- 10 tickled over the recent of this: