Weekly independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1887-1914, 1910-11-04
FOR NOVEMBER
Copyright by c. r.. Reith

Whereas, Providence continues
Blessing us from day to day.
And the boon of independence
Has, we take it come to stay;
And whereas, lndulgent Nature
Lavishes upon us still
Bounty in excess of what the
Weather and the bugs can Eill;
AID whereas THE old republic
Couldn't be improved upon,
Notwithstanding everybody
Gets to run it off and on:
Therefore. |, as delegated
Now and for a short time hence
President, decree that turkey
Shall go up to 20 cents.
That's about all there is to it.
Once the country raised its own
and the White House proclamation
was not greeted with a groan.
Father simply grabbed the Ratchet,
mother got water hot, father read
the proclamation to the turkeys
in the lot, all the young and
female urKeys promptly tainted
from the shock, and after due fare.
wells the gobbler laid his head up
on the block.
No one .telephoncd the butcher,
asking what a turkey cost. No one
in his deep RESENTMENT wished the
Pilgrims had been lost. No me-,
while the feast proceeded, knew
the torment of the rack figuring
upon his napkin what the day had
set him back.
Everybody was provided, as the
founders pre-supposed No one can
be very thankful, if the truth
should be disclosed, paying what
we pay for all of Heavens gifts,
feeling that the day vas founded
for the Armours and the Switts.
November gets its name from
the Latin novem (%nine), and was
originally the ninth month of the
year. This brought Thanksgiving
around two months earlier than we
have it now, and it became very
unpopular. The insurgents who
constituted a majority in the
agricultural districts, were bittery
opposed to it. They made two
contentious: First, that young
turkeys we're not old enough to
market; second. tEat crops had not
progressed to the point where il
was possible to make out whether
there was anything to be thankful
for or not. In 7l3 B. c. the storm
broke. The insurgents carried
GaulBritania and 7 other doubtful
states, and the Forum Immediately
assembled and made November
the eleventh month of the year.
The festive colt will sniff the air
and don his heavy underhair, and
the frenzied candidate will jumr
and hop around upon the stump.
He'll point with pride and view
with fear, and suck and blow the
atmosphere, and then Together with
his cult, await with prayer the
result.
Does reason haply hold its sway
or is it madness for a day , will tell
the people what to think and put
the country on tho blink? One
cannot tell, but must abide the
count that sees him justified in
courage, confidence or doubt,
according as it may turn out.
One thing alone is sure. it seems
and that is this: No one cstecms
a patriot in politics. We only trust
him while he sticks to war, with
all its thrill and throb. The
moment that he wants a job some.
what conspicuous for pay, by Jove!
we don't know what to saw.
But whether we do i'll or well.
election day alone can tell, or
whether love for us and fear did
any good, will then appear. We
have to judge men as We may. and
where the candidates all say about
the same thing in the end, one
scarcely knows who is a friend.
At any rate the snow will fly.
and the wild duck spin across the
sky with both eye, focused on the
ground, and his tail-piece going
round and round The eaoer