The Montgomery advertiser., 1909-03-07
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DRFTWOOD when girl makes a fellow see the point Is where he gets stuck. | 4
 When 2 man swears to a maid that ocean is where she takes 1t with . grain of salt. . | There is . good time for all things and good thing for all times. !, One thing that requires lots of patients Is to be successful doctor. r Now that the Texas I,exis,ature bas seen fit to invite MT. Taft to visit Texas he should go. as there is plenty of room to play golf If nothing else.
 Every now and then the Mauretania breaks another ocean going |. record She made an average speed of nearly thirty miles an hour the entire dis tance, across the Atlantic the other lantic in 100 hours a speed that is al- most reached now
 When man has more money than he knows what to do with you can put 1t down that he has no wife to spend 1t for him. +
 So. long. Teddy. here's your hat and
 trhink of the newspaper copy he has fnrnished-tis sad to see him go on this account)
 Teddy will sail for Africa on March 2s That means skidoo for Theodore. It is very probable that a bunch of SCOtGhmAn aLo uril among the first to visit MT. Taft and ask for Federal jobs
 A Chicago policeman has retired salary he earned or what?
 A contemporary ayers that women will be wearing hats like doughnuts next winter. Please inform us what kind of hats doughnuts wear?
 Why does Inauguration come in Lent7" asks The New York Mail
 Why? Because we are supposed to give up something during Lent-and the people who visit the Inauguration certainly give up all the coin they have
 The bouquets that Mr. Taft and MT. Roosevelt throw at each other are not only natural. but necessary under the . Washtngsen as,s .,, is said aid. b es a city of is. A girl can treat you as distant there as anywhere on earth. ;a
 Poor rAnapias. He was unappreciat- ed in his day. Just think what a big salary he might be drawing now as a press agent.
 At the time this is written poor old Cevera is dying. Member him and the oet z1nr Nva G.nu tat- A Ar~zs. s.sst. can can war; H 1fs% How time flies. 'i'''
 The great men of long ago seem all the greater for having been born in a such privilege; he is almost certain to be unfortunate enough to be born in a mansion in Ohio.
 Beauty may be only skin deep, but we have certainly seen some awful thin skinned women who were ngiy as sin' 'f +h s7''{ 70 T ~'tii-2: . '.
 To some 'smokeless powder add a noiseless gun, stir in Teddy Roosevelt, then look out for fun.
 "The kiss Is an intoxicant worse than drink" says an Ohio pastor And when 1t comes from the lips of a sweet Montgomery girl brother. 1t goes to your head so quickly that you are lift and when you fall to earth again you are on your knees pleading for her heart and hand and swearing devotion by the sun, the moon and every star in the Armament.
 The limit beyond which a lady will not lift her skirts while skipping over been fixed by the decision of Miohi- gan court. Seems to us this Is out of the Michigan courts Jurisdiction. If policemen are to be stationed at con- fhn r4f 4fry f0 that the law Is enforced, we'll bet every man in Michigan win try to get on the police force.
 citizens of Haubstadt Ind, actually moved their houses Into an adjoining county that was wet. We can't at- tempt anything like that in Alabama, or at least from Montgomery county. the moving job would be too great.
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 Say what you will MT. Taft certainly had a tight squeeze to settle down into the presidential chair.
 The powers that be have made ben- zoate of soda permissible.
 The GIaddest Time. This Is the gladdest time to me. When the first blooms come in the old
 peach tree
 When the air begins ter smell like An the birds have started off ter sing. Its jes the gladdest time of all. An I jes don't wanter work tall, Jes don't wanter do thing. But waller in the grass I jing, When skies are blue an hearts are
 true An love feelin' creeps over you. Till you wanter hunt your gal up an Look in her eyes an hof her han, Tellin' her all sorts O sfush An lovey dove and mushy mush, Oh this is the gladdest time know When you plant the garden row on
 row,
 When first you smel ithe sweet fresh An feel thet life is really worth Tn ivin'-ain't 1t simply grand When the green things come back in
 the land?
 I ain't no poet feller. but I know what's beautiful-that's whut, I feel the joy seep through my soul As soon ez grab a fishin' pole An my heart fills up with love it dug When the humble bees begin ter buzz. An I'm simply glad all through an When the wildrose mods to the skies so An I feel like settin my soul to Long bout now-the gladdest time.
 p, H A.