Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1898-06-23
South Side.

Is this hot enough for-Who
threw that brick?-Look out, SEA st
Fork !"
It's unfortunate for some chill
dren that their fathers and mothers
are their parents.
When the word is yet unspoken
you are master of it; when once it
is spoken it is master of you.
1t is estimated that it takes a
domesticated fly a two hillionth
part of second to wink. while an
industrious mosquito can do it in
one tenth of the time.
a couple Of our ncighhor women
were lamenting and telling their
losses to each other a few days ago
in regard to their fowls. Mrs. ID.
said she actually had two young
turkeys to die with cholera Infant
UNI" To which Mrs. C.. replied
"Humph ! that's nothing. I've had
six to die with jeeminy fits"
Correspondents should let the
South Side widow rest for a while.
Her duties are enormous, and for
her to apply her brain to the task
of friendly chat in a newspaper
confab is enough to unbalance her
mind. She will put on her paint,
and woe be unto you who spoke
fun" A widow, and especially a
"farmer" widow. can stand just so
much and then she begins to cry
and accumulate adjectives of every
size and degree.
So long as the majority of work
ing people stand ready to skin each
other out of dollar so long will
they be skinned by the capitalist
class-and they deserve skinning.
When they learn the great truth
that they can each receive more by
helping each other, by CO. cooperating,
by applying the teachings of pure
democracy, then will they begin to
see life in newer, brighter light;
not before.
"West End" gaIloped into South
Side Saturday and swore he could
whip the man who said he got pois-
oned on poke greens or planted tor
pedoes around his mill. As he was
on us before we saw him, and had
something buckled ground him like
an internal machine with handle
about twelve feet long, sword in
one hand and pistol in the other,
and knowing he had his armor plate
on, we wilted and laid 1t all on Prof.
Kimbrell.
1 have been making inquiries as
to who your East Fork correspond
ent is and 1 have at last succeeded
and am glad to know he was one of
my playmates in days gone by when
we lived neighbors out by Lick
Tour. Say, do you remember
that lovely coon-skin cap you wore
then with it's tail hanging down
your back? Oh! you were then a
birdie, and as to your veracity that
was above suspicion except the
time you slipped off and went in
swimming and put your shirt on
on wrong side out and when taken
to task about it by your mother
said you turned it by climbing
through a barbed wire fence. Our
friend Gillaspie has just returned |
from falling off the cliff you spoke
about and Informs me as to how
we'll you are doing. j was a little
at your neighborhood.
From the description he gave had
always believed it to be rough and
broken, but he tells me that your
country is as level as a prairie, with
pasture lands, beautiful
meadows and wheat fields ready for
the sickle. When l see "West End"
| am going to tell him to let you
down easy, that you are a nice lit
tie fellow, and that "West End
living in a city with all opportuni-
lies of being up to date should not
bear down too hard on EAST Fork"
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