The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1907-11-09
JAYHAWXER JOTS

| Since the balloon races, Hutchinson
youths have been trying balloon ascfn-
| sions of their own.
| A coon hunting party at Junction CHI ~
managed to bag one postum as re.
| suit of a nights work. That is what
some people call fun. :
The dairying business continues TO
grow out in the shortgrass country. Two
men near Medicine Lodge are arrang-
| ing to milk rs cows and ship the cream.
A man riding on train coming Into
Pratt one night last week, according
| to the Republican, asked the porter If
| he could turn up the lights q little SO
| he could see to read the evening paper.
mo, .sah," replied the porter, "wese
| runnin' two per cent trains In Kansas
now and KANT afford to burn much
| light"
Noting the announcement of the En-
poria Gazette that it is for Cy Leland
| for governor, sin order that lot Of
| fellows who bucked him in the state
convention in 1868 may find out that
| that old matter isn't settled yet" the
Holton Recorder, which belonged to
the crowd that got thrown out of the
thinking pretty strongly of coming out
| for Stubs in order that a lot of fell
lows he bucked at Wichita in 1904 can
stand off, view the procession, and
| laugh"
,Post-electien dirge by. Walt Mason:
Election is over, the victor exults, and
calls up the b'hoys to the bars; he's
wearing smile that would reach half
a mile, and he's passing round cab
bage cigars; and back in the shadows,
away in the gloom, there sits discon-
ISOLATE man; you don't hear him whoop,
for he's deep in the soup. the weary
eyed, glum Also Ran. Aye, jangle the
cowbells and shoot off the guns, and
light up your bonfires with glees and
yell like the dickens and crow like the
chickens, and wind UP the night with
a spree; election is over, the victor ex.
ults, but who is so silent, and wan?
He sits by the wall with his soul full
of gail, and he mutters: 4My names
Also RAN Alas, in this valley of ser-
row and tears. the minor chord ever
is known; We go forth at MORN and
we're footing our horn, but we drown
not the sound of the groan. This life
| is a fizzle when airs said and done;
| It's formed on a devious plan; for we
can't fix our eyes on an office or prize,
but we fall DER a tired Also Ram
| The Coffeyville journal heads an item,
1.-The Worm Always Turns" but a
| perusal of it indicates that the worm in
| this case did not turn Read 1t for
yourself: "a few weeks ago an adj
vertising solicitor for one of the Corey
vile newspapers called at certain
bank in this city and asked the banker
| to use some of its advertising space,
as the banks in nearly every other town
| in the United States do. The request
| of the newspaper man was refused, but
the refusal of the banker carried with
| it this unnecessary singer: None of
| the banks of this city advertise, and
| the bank that starts it would be a
| jackass.' 1t is useless to add that the
newspaper man silently withdrew and
| has not been in that bank since. But
| the worm always turns in advertising
as in everything else. When the pres
emit financial stringency> struck the
country this bank became exceedingly
uneasy. its loans and deposits were
dangerously close together. The bank
er was more humble when he went for
| the newspaper men this time-but not
| less selfish. Why, you newspapers
ought to carry Our statement free for
the good of the town, to show that the
banks are solid he said. This bank
er's sentiments, fortunately, are not
| typical of the feeling toward the news
| papers shared by the other bankers OF
| this city. Yet a two-line item in any
| one of the local papers would have put
| his bank down apd out OF business ia
"a hours last week" s-s s=-tc