Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1908-04-23
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April Birds and April flowers,
April sunshine, April showers;
Brooks set free are gaily ringing,
Birds in ecstacy are singing.
No greens in sight yet
long for gentle springtime, and
breezes soft and meller; l long to
hear the bullfrog and listen to his
heller. 1 long to see the daisies peep
from the stony glen; l want to see the
chickens play around the mother hen.
/ want to go a-fshing and spit upon
my bait, and stretch out in the sun.
shine on the creek bank while l
wait. I long to see the red buds with
scarlet banners hung and smell the
fragrant bluebells while the brides
feed their young. l want to pluck
sweet williams and make whistles for
the kids, and help them in the sand
banks make their caves and pyra-
mids. l want to help them make a
swing and see the youngsters climb
and taste the joy that harbingers the
good old summer time.
On April 2 we should celebrate the
161st anniversary of Thomas Jeffer-
son. Thomas, OR Tommy, as he was
called, could not be here to receive
our congratulations, or he is dead al
ready yet. Tommy was born on April
2, 1743, and it is claimed he never re-
GREETED the incident. His fathers
name was Pete and his mothers name
was Jane. Little did Pete think when
he first saw Tommy on the morning
of April 2, 1743, that the boy would
grow up to write the declaration of
independence and marry widow with
10000 acres of land and 1875 niggers.
But Tommy did, and never had to
milk COW or split the kindling after
that. Tommy prided himself on being
one of the common people and refused
to associate with the aristocracy.
When a mere youth he was sent to
Williams and Mary college, and he
showed his contempt for the sover-
eigns of England, after whom the in
stitution was named, by calling it the
Bill and Mollie college. Even after he
was elected president of the United
States Mr.. Jefferson used his knife to
eat pie, and poured his coffee into a
saucer blew it to show that he was
a true proletariat and was not. stuck
up.
Everybody has too much to do to
find any news these days. Mr.. Ong
has had to have too many men out
hunting his stray horses flour bays
and two grays) to get as much work
done as he would like, and one black
horse got fast in the straw stack and
got hurt so it died.
G. A. Our came home from Mandan
to work on the farm. Mr.. and Mrs
daughter in Wilton, but Mrs. Orr has
had bad case of quinsy ever since.
We are having a little touch OF
spring here, and you can tell that by
the hats, as they are those very large
Merry Widow things, and if WON.
an was ever crazy the one who invent
ed these hats certainly was. You
know, perhaps, what they are like,
but if you don't, here is the recipe:
Take one bicycle wheel and superim-
pose on the hub deep granite sauce
pan, having cut off the handle with
the coal ak in the cellar Take the
ruching off your summer before lasts
evening dress and wind around the
saucepan. Take the flowers off your
next summers hat and cover spokes
A soup ladle and joint make very
good fasteners, but good, stout cord
will give much better service in a
crowd. Now l know you will be
pleased if you follow directions close
1y.
Mr.. Skee built smokehouse for
Mr.. Ong. Wonder what he smokes
meat with in this county.
There have been more bad fires this
spring than in many years We are
all hoping for rain now.