Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1905-03-16
GREELEY.

SnGGGEI.
Don't sing, my dear, till spring gets
here.
Rev. Mr.. Huges, OF North Branch,
is alarmingly i'll.
The Russians could not get even
tie pass to Tie Pass.
Oscar Miller lost strip snortin"
good steer this week.
Some strange disease carried off
one OF James Eagen's cows.
George Eagen marketed five loads
OF hogs in Hamlin, Tuesday.
Here come Lent
There goes meat
Here comes thoughts
Pure and sweet.
Trembling with fear did disappear
That shy blue bird we said we heard.
March crept out of her sheep skin,
Thursday and became snarling wolf.
The doctors will be pleased to learn
that many hogs are being barreled for
summer use.
The Russians did not succeed very
we'll in pushing those ''little fools"
into the sea.
Nina Hays winter term of school
gllded into the past Friday, leaving
pleasant after glow of success behind.
Empty is our parsonage
Silent is our church
How sad to leave the holy things
In such unholy lurch!
Mr.. Staley and son Harry, of Audu-
bon, dug, curbed, and rugged with
pump, well for Miles Kness, Friday.
Say, we would stake our pile on
foot ball team composed of Japs with
Oyama as the line smasher.
Miss Effie Anciaux wrote the fms to
successful term of school at No. 7,
Melville Friday and came home to
spend vacation.
The Earharts accompanied Mrs.
Rev. c. V. Bentley to the railway
station Wednesday, when she depart
ed for Dow City to join her husband.
Oh, God, how vainly have we sought
For happiness in worldly things;
Each one a sorrow brings,
Poor flies are we by spiders caught.
The following wide-awake gentlemen
were made school directors at the re-
cent election: No. /, George Eagan;
No. 2, Asa Johnson; No. 3, T. Settle
mire: No. 5, Claude Jayne; No. 6,
Vene Earhart.
One sunny afternoon clearly March
man staggered into the back room
of Des Moines saloon and discover
| ed box of horrible rattle snakes,
two of which had crept out and were
kissing. and rafting as they glided
| sluggishly about. These were doubt
less rare collections from the boots of
the rum sellers best customer.
the murderer of Mable 'Schofield has
at last been overtaken by stern justice.
He is yet young man, but when the
ponderous prison doors close behind
him he will hear the departing foot
steps of sweet Freedom, and feel the
hope quenching breath of fate in
whose foul clutch he is doomed to
languish, wither and die. One would
think that such measures would wipe
out crime, but it does not. 1t seems
that it does not diminish it in the
least. The hideous thing that causes
crime is seated in the mind and can
be dethroned only bypropereduc
ENIGMA OF osLERIsM.
He has struck his big blow; he is
| forty to day
With his face to life's sunset he is
| passing away
Yet, a burning ambition to do some
thing great
Keeps trying to run the machinery
Oh! Fate,
Why did you make such cruel
| decree
And leave wild desire without energy
TO back it and push it to happy
fruition.
How painful to see this deserted am
| bition!
Better come in the climax of life
sweet and warm
And sooth US to sleep with your kind
| chloroform
Than to leave this old cart without
oil on it's bearing
Hitched to wild horse that goes
champing and rearing
Down life's western hillside with
clatter and clash,
Right in 'mong the tombstones, with
| impiOus crash.
MOral-Put barb wire fence around
your desires to keep them from stray