Los Angeles herald., 1907-09-22

editor and publisher OF the Sage Brush
Philosopher, in the only article he ever
wrote for any publication other than
his own. THE world of itself Is many
sided, but always elusive and evane-
scent In any application despite the
frantic efforts of photographers to de-
| fine 1t.
II knew Nye the man and Nye the
| inimitable-one and the same Of course
but before and after"
Frank M. Nye brother of the fam
Gus humorist contributes a side light
on their boyhood with a charming little
story called "The Sequestered Steer"
Remarks on Bill Nye, by Eugene zim-
norman of Judge, New York, tells of
| his first meeting with Bill, when the
latter wanted Zim to publish the Nye
| and Riley Railway Guide so named be-
cause 1t gave the public as little as
possible information regarding trains,
stations and distances. 1t is followed
| by cartoons of the famous humorlst
from the pen of Zim, and also by re-
productions of letters written to Zim
by Nye.
Suppressed Interview
In "A Suppressed Interview with Bill
| Nye" Sam p. Davis of the Carson, New,
Appeal tells of meeting Nye when the
latter was serving as Justice of the
peace at Laramie.
In Tributes to Nye" not few
of the American press humorists have
put their thoughts in rhyme. They are
published now for the first time
| Thomas Augustine Daily of the Cath
| Ollie Standard and Times gives Padre
Domineec:"
| Padre Domineec McCann
! He ees great big Irish man.
| He ees growla wen he speak,
| Like he sona go for you
| Just for busta you in two
wy he talk so rough, so queek,
| You weel weesha you could be
| Somewhere elsa wen you
| Padre DomiDeec.
| Padre Domineec McCann
Stop at dees penutta-stan
| When my leela boy ees seek;
Talk so rough he max me cry,
Say hees besta boy should die
| So he go to heaven queek;
He ees cold to me
Nevva more / warta see
| Padre Domineec.
Den gran doctor COM. Ees queer,
| Wen ask who sand heem here
He JUS smile, an weell no speak,
Only justa for to say:
| You gotta cent to pay,
| 1 gon to feex dees boy dats seeck."
Oh, beeg- hearta man. an true,
| am gattin' onto you
| Padre Domineec.
Daily Shone
| Daily was one of the shining lights
of the convention, keeping the mourn
full bunch of fun disseminators we'll in
hand with his elixir of youth, which is
a sure cure as we'll as preventive for
| Inconsistencies.
THE Fragrant Memory" by Edwin A.
Oliver of the Yonkers Statesman, reads:
When you've danced cotillion
| With a captivating miss,
| And enjoyed the flying moments
| OF infatuating bliss
When she's gone away and left You,
| There is something seems to stay
| 1t is then you note the fragrance
| OF the girls who's gone away.
When your wife has gone to visit
To her mammals for a while,
| And you're home alone, and smoking,
| The long hours to beguile,
| Through the fumes of your Havana
| Something sweeter to stray,
| And you know II is the fragrance
OF the girls who's gone away.
| When change comes in the seasons,
| And the dresses brought forth
Which were packed away so safely
From the busy moth
l When the odor of the moth ball
i Round your nostris seems to play
/ Then you note the clinging fragrance
| OF the girl who came your way.
When your cook has gone and left you
Gone and quit this earthly scene,
Just because the wood burned brighter
When touched up with kerosene;
When you go into the kitchen.
And the smell of oil Is gay,
Il 1t is then you note e-the fragrance
OF the girl who's. gone to stay.
The Yonkers Statesman
Edwin A Oliver is the father of the
conversational joke. He has made the
Yonkers Statesman famous wherever the
! English language is read. Ed has been
accused of, and has never successfully
denied writing more than $4,000 jokes. AT
the convention he distributed sharpened
leadpencils labeled "a joke with a point.
"The Night She Whispered W"w-why, y
by Alfred ]. Waterhouse of the Sacra-
mento Union, follows:
The stars were kind O. tender on that night O.
| long ago:
There was just lingering splendor of the
| western afterglow,
An a little breeze was whisperin' me. 'Ill
/ bet you dasn't try
An another one suggestin'. But there amt
nobody nigh" ~.
7 sort n recolIect nv heart was Iinnerin' in