The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-07-10
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ri NJ AN editor. said he. as he plant
ed his feet on the Eagle editors
desk and tit that functionary's
pipe. Il throw ink on the Up-Gulch
Shorter at Deadwood and you bet
make some reading matter for the boys.
Take the Shorter on exchange here2"
Il think not" replied the editor.
Don't know that I ever heard OF it,"
You amt been long in the ink BUSH
quickly. You don't seem 10 he up IN
the literature of the day. The Shorter
throws more influence 10 the suuare
foot than all the papers in Deadwood-
Let me show YOU the style OF that peri
Odical" and he drew q file OF back
numbers out of his pocket See them
advertisements All cash. Meeting Of
the county board; fist fight in the COM
mon council. mine caved in on nineteen
men; four women lynched; raid by IN
dians~all live news items. See the ed
itOrial? This is what I say about the
Rapid City Enterprise: The distin-
guished consideration in which we hold
the three-ply jaclNass who edits our
noxiOus contemporary is only equalled
by the rapidity with which the tumble
bugs viii roll him out OF town in the
spring. Spicy, Ell? You bet, There's
some poetry. Wrote il myself Made
it up out Of my head. How's this?
" The opposition have nominated
That lousy. drunken, dissipated.
Cock-eyed horsethief, Jim McFadden;
our candidate is Fatty Madden
And we elected thim. too. for old
stock, We go in for poetry out our
way, from way back
I'VE don't do ii Just that way
here" said the Eagle editor, with a
smile. Our folks
That's where you're off. You haven't
educated your folks up to high taste.
Where I live were cultured clear TO the
root. Here's my remarks about the ed
itor of the Nermillion Repeater, when
he wanted to split the territory: We
don't want to reflect on the press. but
we are compelled to say that the ed
itor Of the Repeater has stolen govern
ment mules SO long for a living that he,
too Is an ass That busted his bust
ness.
Now, here's little criticism on our
opera house that was regarded very
high; Manager Whitney is giving Il
high tOnder performance than our cit
liens have q right to expect for two
bits He has engaged the beautiful
Gambetta for two weeks, and her
standing jump shows careful thoughts
and study. and her toe w1irls are un-
precedented in the history of the ballet
Mr.. Whitney has stored up the east end
Of his minstrel troupe with the justly
celebrated Patsy Maginnis, the bones
of modern eras. We are sorry to chrOn-
icle a row at his temple of Thespian
virtue last night, and we recommend
Manager Whitney, If Sang Johnson
comes monkeying around there again,
10 crack his nut with a bottle And he
did it, too. II shows the power of the
press"
Il suppose your paper is, confined to
local matters. You don't do much in
the way Of general literature" said the
Eagle, by way OF keeping UP the con-
versatiOn.
There's where you're off your back
again. 1t comes high, but our people
Will have it. See this story from Har-
pers boiled down TO half a column, but
it gives all the facts. Then here's
poem by my daughter. She's a power
full singer when she's fed Up to it.
Boiled beef sets her gOin' and a bottle
of beer fetches the balance. How does
this strike you? This is hern- It's
called Ode TO Night
The Evening for her bath of dew
Is partially undressed.
The sun behind bObtail flush
Is setting in the west.
Tire planets light the heavens with
The fash of their cigars,
The sky has put its nightShirt on,
And buttoned it with stars.
II love this timid. shrinking Night,
Its shadows and its dew;
l love the consultations bright,
So old and vet so new;
1 love night better than the day,
For people looking on
Can't see me Skinning round to meet
My own, my darling John.
You don't get any better truck than
that in the east. You see. our people
have got TO have the first crop or bust
1t livens a paper up, too, this poetry,
and it's phat for the printers. Here's a
little thing I dashed off on the Yanktou
Nindicator for claiming that ! swim
died the government on hay contract;
A deliriOus Yankton reporter
Has been pitching into the shorter.
We find he's the man
Who adopted the plan
To kill his wife rather'n support her.
He amt been seen since. Well pard,
] must get out ON the trail. IT you're
ever out Deadwood way drop down the
chimney and see me. You might as
we'll put me on your exchange list, and
il you ever pick up an item you can't
use. drop me a line and I'll pay you
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