The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1908-09-20

YE BALLADE OF YE BR0NZED KNiGHTE
(4enry r. einofer, Cairo. Illinois

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Oh list to We taye of We Coppered Knlghte
Sir Tomas his nayme, q 4@
WHO his glove for many fyghtte e3%
into We VALE Streete Gayme ~ A#
High from his tower in Dream ewold p
He did ye edict shoute
He would We Systems Champion iouste
Whichever shoulde burst ride QUITE.
Right Justify did his shoute proclaim,
Roundly went forth his boase,
That he woulde meet them as they came
by in mightie host
For sorely his pride had been besmirched
Yclepte he had been stunge,
And foued We air with We words
That We Williams had uughe be hunge.
They had heeced We sheep he should have neeced,
They had wooe belonging to him.
Short shrift they'd have till they'd be deceased,
Their chance of escape was slim.
So he rampaged him wild upon his tower
spleened him We air all day.
And kept him ye watch full many an hour,
On ode Twentie Six Broade Waye
But en- tho he watched full many daye
And cen tho his rage keen
Naught but silence heard from Systems wave
And naught of We System was seen.
For snugge in their donlon ktepe they kept,
sacking and weighing their woole
Whilst hyghe on this tower Sir Tomas wept,
His too bitter cup was fulle
Then loudly he walled at their unconcern,
And prepared 10 fare forth and fghte.
Cadzooks. by Saint Theodore, they should learn
That the Lone Black Wolf Him, could bite,
So he swore him the Terrible Black Bay Oath
And he summoned his Squres by name,
Sirs Ridgeway and CosgrOYe, he'd take them both,
Dame Tarbelle should be his Dame.
Acquired she him with Bronze Armor and pen.
At his side sung potte OF We nike
Bussed his browe and babe him safe home again
On his breaste pinned We Carnation pinke
Then with full toned huZzas from many throate
They mounted We fiery steed
And crossing the lowered portculs and moste
They rode fer We System, full speede.
Right blithely they rode them DER hill and dale.
Undaunted in bright array,
Sir Tomas clad in his coppered mail
On which the bright sun didde play, n
Eftsoons they unto We citadel.
Stronghode of We System foue
Whereat they let forth ye lusty yee
And raised them We lusy howle.
Yette naught butt ye silence grim and deepe.
Came forth from We Systems vale,
Tho he spattered We ink on We donjon keepe,
With many spotchy scrawl.
Then in frenzed rage he butted ye doore
His Amalgam mail fulle Of dentes
His pumage gone, his head full sore,
He looked like we thrte centes
Oh, alas and aack. what foes These
That would not come forth and fghte
Butte kept them within at their scornful case
And him in such woeful plighte.
Oh loud didde he gnash his teeth and weepe
To think of we preciousswoole
They we're shipping fromme OFF his own dear sheepe
To make their filled sake more fulle
So they dragged them back DER hill and DER dale,
Notte bravely in brighte array
But shaking their fstes they'd weepe and waile
At We Olde Twentie Sixe Broade Waye
So they crept them backe to their dismal tower,
Their plumage tattesed and torn,
Their hearts fue heavy within their breasts
As they thoughte of ye Systems scorn.
Now him at DreamiewoM
A dreaming throughout the daye
His armour that shone like Furnished golde
Now rustic and in decaye
Deserted by Squire and Knighte and Dame,
A lonely old Wolfe is he
As he thinks of We fghte that dghte
But only a cOmedie.
We sheepe hocke by him in countless horde
On their wave to ye Systems den,
Their wolfe in We Systems Golfers stored
Then their waye again.
No the fire strikes fromme his eye
Nor hear his lusty shOute,
His faugs are dulled and he breathes sigh,
Tie Lone Wolfe is doWne and cute
Chicago Banker Aug 29, 1908.