The Lafayette advertiser. [volume] (Vermilionville [i.e. Lafayette], La.) 1865-19??, 1909-11-16
o WONDER SHE sALkED.
'0Uly Of an Editor with a Refractory
Gasoline Engine-Why the "ka-
peeter" Wouldn't "kapunk."

ne cuItOT Oh the termOntVllIe
(Mich.) Echo is humorous cuss The
other day his gasoline engine went on
tear and refused to work. Instead
of going into spasms he fixed it up
and then wrote the following account
OF the incident: THE editor of a
country newspaper mas trials and trib.
ulations that would send an ordinary
individual to the bughouse, and you
can no doubt imagine the state of
mind Of wielder of the quill when
some delinquent subscriber calls at
the Office and after an unlimited
amount of hot air and the most pleas
ant smile imaginable announces that
he will call in a few days and settle,
then walks around the corner and de-
liberately drops dead. This is but one
of the many little incidents that go to
make up the life Of the country editor,
and he takes them all good-naturedly,
but when it comes to the gasoline en-
igne in the back room buttin' in and
trying to make things unpleasant, the
limit is about reached, and We editor
just sits in the Office chair and cusses
'Just to enliven things up bit, the
Echo Office engine got cranky streak
on last Wednesday, and the more we
cranlzed it the crankier it got, until
finally the atmosphere around our or
dinarily peaceful sanctum took on a
rather blush hue. 1t is one of the
best engines made and cannot go
wrong, SO the directions say, but
somehow or other we did not seem to
hold our mouth right and it just would
not run. 1t is water-cooler, high
pressure, non-stinker, double-action,
single-barrel anti-profanity instigator
"At first we thought the tropic of
capricorn had slipped into the king
row, and sure the exhaust was bent.
We unscrewed the umbilicus, drew
the range-finder cut, creased the pug
tongue, bent the dowhangadingus and
even put it together again. Every
thing looked right, and we cranked it
for an hour or two to see if it wouldn't
conbust audibly, but it wouldn't. Then
thinking that oil had accumulated in
the doffoppus so that the guyascutus
couldn't coalesce with the noncompus
mentis,. we took out the doofunny,
wiped the synovial fluid from the
pendemonius. and removed the oil.
This made everything look all right
The engine should have said 'kapett,
!! 'kapett," right along now. but it merely
said pr-r-r-r, and that vas ell.
There is tea canister annex
screwed on top of the main duodenum
that runs up through the roof that
usually says 'kapunk' at each explo-
sion, but which was maintaining dis
Greet silence all this time. We re-
solved to 60 up on the roof and inves-
tigate this. Here we found that fuzzy
wuzzys (worms) from the big willow
tree near the Echo Office had built
their nest and plugged up the 'kapunk-
er. This solved the mystery. When
it tried to 'kapeet' inside the 'kapunk-
err outside was cramped up sitter
than the right leg of the goddess of
liberty. After adjusting the outside
kapunker," which released the inside
kepeeter,' confidence was Immediately
restored.
"A gasoline engine is just as simple
as hoeing turnips when you get next
to its curves. But our experience is
that no gasoline engine can kapeet'
when it is banged up in the snoozle. =