The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-07-08
DRIFTWooD
An ounce of introduction Is worth d pound of candy--these days.
nY FAIL A. AaMs1~s..S

a pound or canoy-these oays.
 Love laughs as lock-smiths. but erisss if she doesn't get the pay-envelore. To see some of the human -signs'' Avenue. a stranger would think that there were nothing but clothing stores here. It wouldn't be so bad if these signs" didn't have phonograhpic at ! remarks about nearly every girl or woman who passes by.
 It takes all kinds of animals to make world. including the 20-cent pup that has the nerve to chase a s5.o00 auto mobile.
 lBut some people are that way. An Alabama rural editor says he has been presented with a cash-register by friend in the East who manu- tSSuss we can't See sow sos he 1s can 0t S turnips. potatoes watermeions. and hams in those little drawers.
 Mr. Hearst says he is satisfied with the recount. so you can now eat three aSssa with shs fresid.nsiai aaf eisstioa ss 70 In this world a man is Judged bx a good figure at the bank and a woman by good figure at the dress-rnak- CTS.
 pie who go out of their way to tell you how good they are.
 It takes pull to be dentist. -& Why is woman like an autome- Our heart always goes out in sym a flies oh his head with handkerchief "A Chicago lady has been charged an sxchaass. Let us hope for the sake Of the .lady" that the charge IS as false as the teeth.
 The sheath gown. has stirred up the. whole country and we suppose An- thony Comstock is down sick in bed Some tramps out in Nebraska threw man down fhe other day and stole the gold out of his false teeth. Was he on his way to Lincoln? If so. what q shame. as he will not care To smile now when he shakes MT. Bryan by Ths'entire world pays tribute to. that prince Of Southern authors. Uncle children be has monument more en- during than brass-
 Have. you forgotten Evelyn Thaws McLain and Sunny Jim? There is . town called Houston, Pa. but the other Houston seems to have A Connecticut woman wants a divorce because her husband is a highwaymazi. That's nothing: lots of husbands are that these days--they have to be.s.st
 Old ssnxs. When some sweet singers signin' ot
 some old song that you knew Long ago h childhood, amt 1t queer What a sentimental feeltn' comes a-
 stealth over you as While its old sweet melody you hear Songs alters bring theIr memories to
 me no matter where
 hear 'sm an it often makes me
 sad.
 One has associations of maid with
 golden hair
 who sang 1t in the happy times we
 had A9 Who sang 1t Sunday evenings when
 the twilight gathered round An, life seemed calm n'.peacaf9i as From her little parlor orean.-I re-.
 member well the sound
 We were sweethearts but one day
 she went away. =
  Then another song reminds me of my
 mother fond and dear ,es On the old front porch she sang #
 oft to me .-,s. But only 'mong the angels now. that < sweet voice one can hear .s Her sweet face oft in fancy I can sec. Oh. the old. old songs-we sang 'em in {. happy long ago .a An their melodies were simple but . .z were sweet t - lf.-..a An when I chance to hear 'em now it l@ sets me humminlow ! An 1t seems once more the old lt friends I can greet. Oh, the old old songs--they've vanish sF ed like tn old-time spinning wheel An 1t often makes tn old boys heave 3e a sigh For tn sweetheart an tn organ, an.
 tn words they seemed to keel
 Of the sweet, pure songs we loved
 in days gone by!
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