West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1896-04-09

between prayer meeting aud o
powder magazine. = Register.
TIT
All natures CROWN sadder,
Over field and glen
And all creations maddOr
Than an. old-w wet-hen.
An the streets could not be bladder
Had there been food
An you have to climb ladder
To escape the mud.
An so the woman gadder
Stays at home to fuss,
An her husband wouldn't had 'er,
Had he known things thus.
An hearts III grow no gladder
Till away next spring,
An the ground hog and his shadder
Done the whole blamed thing.
TIT
IL wasn't Missouri editor, but
Missouri "devil" who was going
through his first experience Of
thinking mp FORMS" The paper
was late aud the boy got his galleys
mixed. The first part of an obituary
of an impecunious citizen had been
dumped into the forms, and the
next handful of type came from
describing recent fire. 1t reads
like this 1.-The pail bearers low
cred the body into the grave, and
as it was consigned to tho flames
there were few, if auy, regrets, for
the old wreck had been an eyesore
to the town for years. or course
there was individual loss, but that
was fully covered by insurance.
The widow thinks the editor wrote
the obituary that way because the
lamented partner of her joys owed
him five years on subscription. .-Er.
TIT
The Robinson circus will 90 on
the road again this year in all the
old. time glory with the animals
and actors greatly recuperated as
the result of the long rest. The
show was not out last year, but this
year will make an extended tour
through the United States. John
Lowlow, tho famous clown, who
has been the leading star Of the
organization for thirty years will
not accompany it this season, as
he goes with the Walter l.. Mains
circus, which starts out from
Geneva, o., April 18th. Mr.. Low
low said Saturday that he will
never be with the old circus again.
"It is like leaving home in my old
age" said he. "but I'll stand it,.
| was with them thirty years, but
I'm old now and they don't want
me any more. CtHctnnaG Tunes
star.
TIT
So. Peter sits at the heavenly
gates, his hands on the strings of
the Tyre, and sings a low song as he
patiently waits for the souls Of
those who expire. lie hears IN the
distance chorus Of song swell
from the foot Of the heavenly
throne, and he smiles as the music
is waited along and he MARBLES
lay Of his own There is room
ia this region for millions Of souls.
who by sorrow and woe were 6eroft,
tits for those who have suffered, the
melody rolls, but the kicker must
turn TO the left. There is room
for the people who, when they were
young, persisted in sowing Wild
oats,yet doomed up their town with
sinew and tongue, but the kickers
must 90 with the goats. There is
room for the people who pointed
with pride to the beauty and
growth Of their town. who kept
singing their praises aloud ill they
died. but the kickers will please
amble down. They'd say the music
WIS al out Of tune, and the angelic
gown Fhand me down. and thev'd
send for ieweier 70 the moon 10
sample the gold ~ their crown. SO
while there is room for millions Of
souls, who by sorrow and woe we're
5creft, we want no complaint OF
The music that rolls, so he kicker
mdst turn 10 the left. -EI.