Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1911-02-17
Little Boobies Pa.

What are you crying about, sed
Ma to Pa last mite. I amt cry
ing, sed Pa. Yure eyes looks awful
red. sed Ma. Well, sed Pa. | mite
as we'll own up that my eye,
has shed few un-availing teers.
It is manly to Weep for yure
trends. ,sed Pa. e l am crying jest
littel for all them speshul
writer's that went clear to Reno for
the prize fife WITCH has now passed
into histry. Thay was moastly my
trends, sed Pa, & I hate to think
that they are cumming back with
thare brows puckered in deep
thought
thinks the whole thing was a
blot on civihzashun, sed Ma.
Maybe it was, sed Pa, maybe It
was, but them speshul riters had to
go jest the saim. Thay was sent out
thare by thare managing editors,
& every one OF them had atrunk full
of adjeCktives, Sc. Pa, with sum
adverb & nouns in littel suit case.
| knew them all so we'll, Pa sed,
that | was reeding every line they
Reno. Sum OF them toad about the
Wonderful west, WHARF folks doant
ask no questuns. Sum of them Went
to see Johnson, Pa sed, & rote sum
letters back to thare papers saying
that the big, black gladiator was
~. h. al
Cave Man, LiaseE to this sed Pa. one
CD of the clippings that I have saw
ed out Of the wreck Then Pa read
to us:
~ went to see Jack Johnson this
morning. He had just returned
from little light roadwork, bring
ing with him chicken he had cap
tured. His body shone like black
marbel, the black marbel of Baby
lonia, WHARF thousands Of dusky
dancing gurls writhed to & fro in the
Hanging Gardens of the dead past.
His arms were as the arms of a COR
lila, sinuous e strong to the last de-
gree. He looked like one of the
proud Afric slaves that marched be-
hind the chariot of Scipio. | thought
he was CRATE, grand, as he stood
thare in all his barbaric buty, with
that limp chicken in his mitey
clutch, but until / went to see the
big brown bear, Jeffries, l could not
Judge.
Now lissen to this part, Pa sed,
about Jeff. Then | went to the camp
of the troglodite, the brutal be-
hemoth, the throwback, the man
mammoth, the cave man. When I
saw him leaving his camp, accom-
panied by Jim Corbett & Bob Arm
strong, sed to him, Jim, how do you
feel today. The hairy giant put his
arm around my shoulder with the
tender touch of woman, & sed,
Bob, old chap, have known you a
long time. | think that we were
Vikings together in the days of Eric
the Red. | have read much of the
theory relating to the Transmigra-
shun of Souls. Bob, old chap, you
IAN tell all OF yure reeders & admir-
Cl thoI aiI 6oiAS W Will ia
rounds. | wuddent tell this to any,
one but you, Bob.
Here is other clipping, sed Pa,
wrote by other speshul ritter wich
is friend Of mine. Lissen:
Thare is si-kology in all this,
from which no man born of woman
can turn away. When We think of
Odin & Thor, members of the
quenchless race, men that were of
the sea & the~litening, the tempest &
the blood red sword, We know that
Jeffries, one Of the quenchless race,
is coming into his own on the Fourth
Of July, not because he has bigger
arms, bigger legs & a bigger heart,
but because he comes of the quench-
less race Of such is the bear man,
Jeffries.
What does he mean about the
auenchless race? sed Ma to Pa.
He means, Pa sed, that they cud
newer drink snuff to keep them
from being thirsty.