Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, N.D.) 1909-1915, 1910-08-05


Sycamore Hill,
Strenuous still,
And no one complaining
For want Of thrill,
Shindy and sass
Just as certain as fate
Beverly, Mass,
Can dream early or late,
Shore as it pleases
And snooze as 1t will
This year,
Sycamore Hill.
OF August it may first be said, its
name is from Augustus, whom men
have likened unto Ted, perhaps with
out injustice. He made the world go
round about as many times a minute,
and the news was always dull without
the great Augustus in it.
He had his Ananias Club for liars
and for takers, and he loved to sail
his little tub among the Roman break
ers. He counted peace a sort of plague,
and never did pursue it, but let it rally
at The Hague, and you couldn't beat
him to it.
He preached about the same old
things that Teddy has been preaching,
and most of Rome's awakenings result
ed from his teaching. He battled hotly
for the right, and valiantly imbued it,
and the stork could not attempt to
light but what he up and shooed it.
There was, however, one affair to
tell which side is to tattle, and that
was where this Roman bear was com.
ing in from battle. He had, of course,
put everything opposing him to .slum,
Der, and Rome awaited him to sing
some 1audatory number.
But here the parallel desists. Au.
,gustus said them, No, sir! and when
he entered with his lists it might have
been the grocer for all the greeting
that he got from that admiring chorus,
the which desire, of course, was not
a bit like Theodorus.
But howsoever, when he died the
month that loves to grill us was being
written far and wide the season of
Sextilus. They wanted to commemor.
ate the hot time he presented the IA.
ton with, at any rate, so August was
invented.
The dog days will resume again,
And the man who voted water
With the weather down to eight or
ten
Below will grow the hotter
With wishing that he had foreseen
The season hot and stewing,
And nothing but a choice between
| Pink lemonade and bluing.
1t will not strike him, we're afraid
as when the cold was stinging, and
up and down the wind-swept street
the icicles were clinging. There's
nothing like dry parade, the shouts
Of Hallelulliah, and the children skill
fully arrayed for what you want to
fool you.
It's very easy to forget there's such
thing as Summer, or such quantity
as sweat, what time the busy drum!
mer is rub-a-dubbing up the street q
million bumps a minute, and the line
sweeps by with rhythmic feet and
the little shavers in 1t.
Eh It somehow makes it seem that
booze Is only At for motors, and In
the scufde that ensues not very many
voters bethink them that chance
remains that milk won't give them
gristle to last when August boils
their brains and. their ears begin to
whistle. s@s,} -,5Ss.5 :. II e. ...f@>.
A crafty temperance is that contriv;
ing its election when Boreas is al
the bat in these disputed sections
There is time for everything, to labor
and to potter, and one to sit way back
and sing inaudibly for water.
At any rate, the world will spin
With very small pretension, $.;
And the Fall elections will begin III
3S4 To clamor for attention, g@5 j.. :;:s5
The next few weeks will fire the gun
Repeatedly and oftly. 5$.s s ;$
And lot Of folks begin to run u
For office very softly. :z#s
The bold iInsurgent viii have polled
the principal chantaua and viii hy
that time haye, been told how. far dis
Greet his baik was, or Il TO follow his