The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1897-07-09

street. Gentle voice Of the whang-
doodle heard in the distance.
Time-midnight.
Cooper dramatically "His,! Me-
thinks [ hear tracks approaching. IT'S
time Wallace were on hand" wallace
a%pproaches) Compensatory! Foe or
friend?"
Wallace-''Tis I, be not afraid. IT'S
friend Wallace-friend by the great
horn spoon-frlend forever-ex office
boy for Jim Fowler and present editor
of the Republican. Ills A. E. Wallace"
Cooper:-"Approach, friend Wallace,
and perform the accustomed ceremonies
before entering this neutrality-suspicious.
where the d~estinies of great men are
shaped"
wallace steps to the door, whistles
three measures from ''The Hog S March
to the Swill Barrel", stands on his
head for ter seconds and is allowed to
enter)
Cooper:-''Ah, tbs we'll. Let US keep
silence and let darkness euvelop u
doings this night.
W~allace:--"So be it, Coop, old boy.
l am thy huckleberry."
Cooper:-"Hlst, man. not so loud.
Get thee to the back room and await
my call"
Wallace:-"But, Coop, I dou't-'
Cooper:-"Wallace, still that husky
voice. I am one of the powers that be
and you must obey, or by the great
hokus-pokus your name will be mud"
wallace retreats to the back room,
keeping step to the tune of the whang.
doodle's song as it comes in through a
hole in the window pane.)
Cooper:-"Ah. my ears are faithful.
I hear more tracks. Approach, friends,
or if foes, take a back-alley sneak.
Voices of the Midnight Gloom:-"By
the gentle notes OF yon warbling
whangdoodle, It's 1, Joseph B. Gossage,
the servant of other days..
Congratulations the usual rites
and you may enter"
The legs Of Joe cut fantastic aerio-
glyphics in the air as he attempts to
obey the royal mandate. Ee whistled
the three measures required and enter
ed Cooper's office.
Voice from Back Room:-"Ah, its
Joseph. Let US "
Cooper:-Lay down back there and
keep the peace until you are called"
Wallace subsidies.
Copper Qistening) "Methinks tits
Jim Fow|er's gentle PUNK, plunk,
PUNK coming up the walk"
Fowler approaches.
Cooper:-"And who might it be-"
Fowler:-"Tis I, Coop, Jim Fowler,
the battle SCARED hero of past cam
paigns and the coming candidate for
Judge OF the seventh judicial circuit OF
South Dakota. lis l."
Cooper:-''Enter, Fowler, great royal
h~uckleberry, and | suspend the usual
entrance rites owing, I 0 your past SER
vice and game eye
Fowler enters.
Cuoper:-''Cume forth, Wallace, and
join the host who, by the great wave
of prosperity. tonight plul to defeat
the opposing candloate-ah, be il Lewis,
wood or McGee-ah."
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this thing?"
Wallace:-Yes. Coop, l want a swipe,
Cooper:-"Be not SO fast friends. we
have not reached that point. Perhaps
Marcus Aurora Bon calls Hanna can BE-
Summoned. W. will o hear from
jim Fowler, great royal huckleberry."
Fowler lin undertone)-''The time
! grows shorter. The battle is nigh. and
amid growing eloq lent) the pathetic
notes of yon warbling whanHdoodle
methinlls | hear the bugle call to ac.
ton. Let us bury the factional Ratchet
of other days and rush to the rescue of
the grand OLD part-ee or we are a bust.
ed quantity in this circuit. Let friends
Wallace and Gossage soil ahd dampen
each others shirt boSoms if necessary
in confessing the errors of other days,
and blot out the antagonism with tears
of e%xpectant victory. 1t must be So
(Mutterings of discomfort come from
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