The Tucson citizen., 1902-07-08

aries such as the reading of the De-
claratiOn of independence were over in
short order never liked anything
| like a speech, unless it was a ranting
candidate on the Populist ticket just
/ before election. and then it's rare fun; q;
but the audience was observant of law
and order-only the boys would cast
sleeps eyes at the girls. and the girls
sponible for that, as hG laid in a sup
Iply of two pounds of ''Tutti- Frutti" a
week ahead-but he's all right, and
made himself square with the rest by
an all round confession of soon joining
in the matrimonial train and letting
up on gum.
! Everybody saw the bride and groom.
Mr. f. A. Johnson, son of Sidney
johnson, He was married bright and
early $500 on that morning. and
came out to show the boys his bride,
Miss o, c. Owen. The bride was as
charming as one could wish. and all
agreed with the groom that he had
ecure treasure. Now. right here
let me say that the valley has many
just such chances for the ladies', and
I
ripe with wisdom and supplied with
years of we'll seasoned reflections to
enrich their future with as an incentive
to adore what they so long had to DO
without-a wife For instance. Mr.. d.
c. Webb. one of the finest men in the
whole valley. a bachelor. a lone tree
in a world of humanity. standing
alone. save with his overfiowed land
his dog Schneider. his ola and
broom. Mr. Webb wants a wife-bad.
Please drop line. young ladies. and
widows. to him. at Yuma A. T.. and I
am sure you will not be sorry.
There was not a widow at the picnic.
but oh, the bachelors and fed
boys.
Well, after the speech was over a
Mr.. Richardson. of San Bernaruino. CAL
ifornia. fanked the marching columns
with a. charge on the rear with long.
delightful talk that never disturbed a
soul He used his voice in harmony
with the hum and buzz of the multi
tude. so as not to disturb us. and there
was general hand-clapping every now
and then. to let him know when and
where and how to appreciate a good
point
There was not a mad woman or a
crying baby (think of that!D in the
whole crowd, There was an eternal
hlness of things-as a rule you know.
babies always cry when a speech Is
made. or in the midle of a sermon.
The ice cream freeZers flew from first
to last, under the clever hands of
MessrS. p. J. Miller and A. Y. Greer.
Men are beautiful as ice cream freez-
ers. and especially when the ladies
stand around in a circle and watch.
There's no getting out Of it. you know.
But did you ever see a man make a
sneak when their backs We're turned.
and set some other fellow at 1t?
Gus Livingstone is on to
him He is sheriff, and a prospective
candidate next fall--on the Democratic
ticket of course. He is from Texas,
and never saw anything else until he
began TO go about here and now he Is
feeling very glad he found out. That's
a man who eats five canteloupes with
out looking up. He never saw anv-
thing but the canteloupes until he got
to hnishirP the pile: then he saw the
eagle eye of The Citizen fixed on him
as reminder that there are Others.
and election days. where a vote counts
ana a canteIoupe is not in It, well.
he tried to get out Of it. but you know
f)W It IS to eat canteloupe on a hot
day, and nothing else; it will show ND
on you.
Every man on the ground who was
any account at all wore a spear of al
nI
chicken pie-the old fashioned kind
lhat your mother would have to beat
by practice. Fried chicken. and water
ing mouths for more. Oh. but that
irled-hrowr yellow-legged chicken, |
It's enough to make everybody turn
into barnyard and raise fowls.
Green apple pie, warranted not to
lnrb'o IN. in appreciative calls for a
doctor; and blackberry pie. right off
he bush. Great big cakes. those gold
IN cakes with snowy tops. iced to A
urn. and pile and piles of every other
iinl.
Mrs Livingston was the first to at
ract attention with a huge nut cake
layer or nuts and more cake. with
'howslide between--I don't see how
NE saved 1t from Gus. Mesdames F.,
tein. Deane. English. Stratton. Liv-
ngston, Modi Jordan. Simmerson,
'aggart, Crane, Snow, Iyall. Marable,
ohnson. Greer, Lewis. Ludy and Mil
er. as we'll as many others-I could not
e"ure their names--spread a sumptu-
us dinner $50 feet long and piled to
he top with good things. Mr.. Rose. ,
ne good man that he is (honey mani, .
anded buckets of lemonade tn tho :
avenous crowd U Judge everybody bv
he Citizens condition.. and never LEI
p until the lemon faded into pale