Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1907-09-04
THE RAvING."

The shades OF night were getting
thick, the butcher telephoned mo
tick cockroach in the pastepot
crept, the "devil" in the corner
slept, when through the door man
did slip. and calmly open up his grip,
and pulling out roll of stuff, he
said in tones both stern and gruff, ~
represent the greatest show, that ever
travelled to and fro. An educated hen
we've got that counts and adds aud
misses not, she cackles too by rule
and note, and dances like a billygoat,
we also show zebra, whose stripes
all run the other way, a goose that
shoots gatling gun, a frog that
SHORES and chews spruce gum, cat
with wings just like a crow, mule
that gives milk like COW, these ag-
gregations will appear together with
a lop- horned steer, here in your town
next Friday night, to fill your people
with delight, much more he said
bllC oIlON tiiett l. NO lOb blluC W
write of now, then spreading out in
grand array his testimonials, did say
q want little printers ink, it will
not take much space l think just let
ting people know the day open this
"menagera. " Display it in the
largest types. the zebra" where
twill show the stripes, the lophorn
where twill show the lop, you'd
better put that at the top These tes-
timonials try to gauge them mostly
on the local page, and say, display it
in red ink, it looks the best that
way l think, It's merely form this,
more or less in recognition of the
press. Our advertising is a fright.
I'll give a pass for Friday night, so
you ii be welcomed at the gate, and
for seat not have to wait, reserved
seats extra in parquet, to see the
grand ''menagera' it will not cost
cent you see but be compliment
taree. f" The fellow stopped to
get some air. and then we calmly took
the chair. 'Try not the pass we
yelled in glee. confound your old
menageerie, it's second handed
anyway, we had one of our own one
day, and it fixed up little deal, where
by your pass" is auskaspiel. +"
Besides our Hepburn amt so slow, he
says that passes cannot go, they
buy the editor he thinks and make
them want to play high jinks -
"Try not the pass" shut up your
grip, the law steps in with science
flip, it says: IAN editor may not
trade for pumpkins, cordwood, lemon
ade," but he must have the cold hard
cash, to buy his liver and bran
mash. Twas then he rose This
brow was scanned and demons in his
red eyes CLEANED, firebrand he
amongst his nation thus run his stir
ring defamation, "Young man, - said
he ''we've cash to burn, but / your
offer proudly spurn. think you our in
tellect so dense, we can't make pic
lures on the fence? Know We that
goodly Queen and King hath watched
our old hen ciphering? Yet sordid
man the thought CT self hath caused
demand for pay in pelf. Again the
fellow stopped for breath, he had to
stop for fear of death. And then
we quoted Bible lore, of how they
could not 'pass' of yore. 1t says
1.-THE wicked may not pass" that
days are fixed for this same class, and
then he sighed and seized his grip, |
and here we gave quiet tip to "call
again some brighter day, the |
''pass" you see, "has come to
stay. Just then the phone bell |
rang again, that butchers voice the |
sad refrain, eff you can raise two bits
in cash, I'll send you meat to chop in
hash, it's little scraps and pieces
small, but really beats no meat at all,
the rest I'll charge upon the slate and
you can pay at later date" Then
for that phone we made dash, and
cried what, bullmeat? want the cash?
will charge the rest? There'll be no