The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-07-27
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| tAAA08AZDI9N1s change. s.ys n. ':sf:%sa iss q.aSy. og'tsy rho n admired for her sweetness and purity presided . the puncA bowl" It strikes us Miss Jenny was slightly out ol place performing this functon. 1 The Birmingham Ledger says: "Cat fish are caught In the rivers of Ala 5a. 1 mo which weigh fifty pounds and gre e big as ten year old boy" To which
 . cen .e vGrsn .: ss: NS: ":seh hs Se Houston Post grit its teeth in jeai-
 ,.s sa ess.: 9s Of s: % ss so s: %.si sa The Real Autoerat. The Mtstus in the back yard While the cook was in the Kitchen 1ntsrtsinin' of her beaus. No use In talking. this hot weather men ought to be allowed to wear peek. How few couples would marry if they could suddenly be confronted with . picture of themselves ten years hence;
 When some women get to heaven they'll want to chase around to n jew slsr's the first thing to see if their crowns are real.
 "A white faced bull calf about two months old which Is good to chew har nes or anything around the place" Is edvertised for sale by Kansas farmer. Anyone needing such a curiosity will please write. /
 'one-haif of the world doesn't know how the other half lives" but comes A0A hA vU meas clubs meet; - Love at nrst sight is all right but marriage isn't. after .n. IL s You paint T the . town town red ssHs and then you feel blue. !. tn: old dog trying to acquire. pup On life's roller coaster don't forget to hold onto you. hat throw flowers 1t you. but when they happen to be in pots-weli. that's dif-
 The Great Trouble.
 'No--he tries to-thst's the trou- ble."
 "Whst I want, sir" said the callow clerk. s X. is ,s;a sHmethins to help me get up We'll" returned his employer lacon- icslly. you might invest in . good alarW clock and get here earlier in the morning. That's one way to do it."
 Stuns.
 "I wouldn't marry A man without , You ,.,':, mean you couldn't marry man When the leo Is in the glass. When the mint Is in there too. When ,Sn'. the Stnsr ,aHu stun is s,a, in 1t For your lips to smaek-o-"--o-o-. When it's all in you:
 Hard Luck.
 You poetic fellows are the limit" What's the matter now?"
 "Oh you remember that poem you wrote to Miss Rose in which you spoke T believe l do recall er-somethlns Well she took. it as a reflection that her hair wasn't & neatly done done ana it # against the paper you wrote 1t for and"
 (But the long-su6ering newspaper bard had fled. fleed, flitted>
 where The Troup Leap High. Where the trout leap hish
 In the mountain stream. Let me go and loil
 And fish and dream. Where the eddying waters
 Whirl and play. And its cool and calm
 On @ summers day. There the mountain
 Bathes it's feet In the crystal waters
 Clear retreat. A swirl, . swish--
 Now see them there. The silver beauties In the air. Flashing brightly
 In the sun. Watch them leap.
 And dart and run. whsre the troup leap high
 Oh let me be-. With the blue. blue sky
 Far over me. With the sephyrs whispering ... Love songs low, With the waters singing
 As they flow. Oh the blood in my veins
 Is leaping too, And I'm glad to be there
 With naught to do. But watch the moments
 Dragging by, By the mountain stream
 Where the troup leap high.