The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-10-23
RfF WOOD
nY PWIL. M. ARalsTROMfA

 It has been discovered that the brain of Pennsylvania policeman is the smallest known. Well, the brain of New York policeman ought to be close second.
 bama, in the olden, golden fall time of the year, with the scaly-barks getting ripe, winter grapes hawB and musca- dimes and cheanuts by the wagon-fuil, the mellow, yellow. dreamy eyed pump { is fairly dragged by the fast-growing vine, the munching of the blk fat pos- sum, the gobble of the magnificent bronze Thanksgiving Turkey, the low ing of the Jersey, the neighing of the fine horses, the shout of the farm hands and the song of the happy farmer: :: Alabama, here we rest, sweet Haven or Delight, fair Efyslum of Bliss. where the rosyngsrsdh daTn v eaen a nroeersty orn nus and peace, and each beautiful Southern twilight but closes 1t, Oh. Alabalna--ElT head is on thy bosom lis@nfng to the throbbing of. thy heart-A ban1a. the fairest--the best. Deus voDiseum.
 A Philadelphia glrI fractured one of her ribs the other night turning out the gns.s This sounds suspicious on the face of it. There must hsvo been . could throw a little light on tho fract- uring business.
 Louis schubiter. aged ss years. 2 peddler of mint for julepa; of st, Louis. 100 drinks day. and he Is, now in bed
 The only thing that will help Louis, we fear. Is . change Of eiinafe-say Georgia. for instance.
 Since the President said that the man who walks tha baby IS a good fellow, the wives are smiling hopefully in the thought that it may have some effect.
 while they're looking over two con tinents for Helen Maloney, some jack legged song writer might use her pret- ty Irish name in song with 2 eho- rus something ike nhaSsy S.sn aiSnss aeIsn my dear. its shame: you're hare and you're there--and you're just ere-Begorras-go on, change your name.
 while they're having balloon races in St. Louis an air-ships soaring in diff fereut parts of the country, none of them are in 1t with the high-prices or food-stuffs, which are doing some sure enough aerial stunts.
 There, never was an old maid lix. ing as big a fool or crank as an old bachelor.
 ChaMgen.
 Lost--the boy used to knoWt
 Whose lips and arms used to crave Lost forever-Oh. the woe!
 The kid Is old enough to shavel
 Mlwaukee Sentinel. .Lost--aye, he's more than iost--tho
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 Gone are the kisses. gone away! Gone the warm hugs and snugshns'
 He Sonned his first long pants a, tod, today. Lost--the silyery childish tones
 With which he used to sinE-ho~
 strange ..,, ,,,, . To hear those cracked and bull-hks
 HIS voice has now begun to change To make a fall "poem' take equal parts of Amber and rose. then stir Tn little ruby red ana goia," 70 snt wnaen J -scIaret." and pour in a quart of wine of fine woods,| when nearly done add a small portion sof "sumac's blush" and just dash of autumn moonnght;" hot fo an editor, Gas coal is high), and nerhaps he'll think so we'll of 1t he'll Svvarnl 1t over" for you, in the said of- Ace stove.
 on this sweet, serene Sabbath morn ing, when the Lord and all of his angels are with us in Houston. we would gather Marvellous Manhattan. Woozy Washington, Crusty Charleston. Hrid Atlanta. Riotous Richmond and Mounting Montgomery to our bosom as d hen gathereth her brood. but they will not.-Houston Post.