Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-03-21
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MOMENT
By Roy K. Moulton
HYPNoTIsM.

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! He fell upon his Bonded knees
| And said. "Oh, Agnes we'd me
please.
He told her that she WIS his queen
The grandest gal he'd ever seen;
That no one had no eyes like her n
At least so fur as he could learn.
He said he'd never seen so rare
And gorgeous display of hair.
He said her figger was Immense
/ And hoDed she wouldn't take offense
I Because he mentioned such thing,
For of 1t poets often sing.
He said he'd Travelled all round
| And never had he heard sound
So musical as was her voice,
| She was Ibis one and only choice.
He'd give her all he had TO give;
Without her he could never live.
| No friend was by his speech to stay.
He wound up in the usual way.
She gave to him her maiden heart
1t was cinch right from the start.
For, while she let him have his say,
He had no chance to get away.
| She had him dashed right to the mast
| And tied and shackled hard and fast.
He didn't know what he had said,
He simply knew that they were wed;
And wien to breakfast she came
down,
Years later in an old house gown,
Without sign of curl or rat,
And ready for the daily spat,
He wonders how in thunder she
Could have inspired the ecstacy
Upon that grand momentous night,
On which he made and won his fight.
And then it percolates his brain
AS it has done time and again
That she Just had him hypnotized
Until he raved and idolized.
FROM THE HICKEYvILLE CLARION.
Mr.. Chef Binks. our gentlemanly
and congenial paperhanger and deco
rator, has orders To paint Hoo
Peters's house. He started early one
morning and got Hi Spink's house
half painted before he discovered
his mistake. Hold and Hi are both
madder'n wet hens. Hold has sent Ill
a bill for the paint, and Hi says Hoo
Ncan go to Tophet>end if he amt salts
fed LET him come and take his paint
hack. Chet is visitin' relatives down
to the city.
Rev. Hanks. of the Hard smell
Church. expects to start on his Vaca-
ton in the near future and shingle
barn for Arson Frisby and also do
some paperhanging for Mr.. and Mrs
jay Higgins. Last Thursday night
folks thought it was spring sure, FOR
crickets was yellin all evening They
found out later, however, it was only
Bud Hicks settin' on the front stoop
of the flour mill windin' his new dol
lar watch. Buds new watch is guar
anteed to run one year. Bud says by
ginger it ought to, because 1t taxes
about a year to wind 1t up.
Mr.. TIod Peters bought 2-cent
stamp and a sheet of writin' paper
and envelope last week. What's the
lady's name, Hod? Miss Lutte Bib
binss rat bit Elmer Sphinx on the
nose quite bad while they was
playin drop the handkerchief at the
candy pull at the parsonage Wednes-
day evening. Uncle Ezra Harkins
went to sleep back of the stove ana
somebody put lump of hot candy
in his whiskers, but he amt found
it out yet. Special Sunday dinner at
the Hotel Hickneyville next Sunday.
Jelly roll on the table,
The Ladies Literary Society mas
started a crusade against the smoke
nuisance and Grandma Bibbins has
been warned to throw her pipe away
Amos Butts, undertaken, also livery
feed and sales stables, is hauling
wood in the hearse this week, funerals
being some scare at this writing. Mrs.
Hank Tumms threatens to have an
operation for appendicitis, and Mrs.
| Arson Frisby's throne as as society
| leader totters.
Miss Euphemia Perkins, our poetess
of passion, read an article in the
Sunday papers entitled, "How to Get
Rid of Moles for $2," and she sent "
| to the concern as she had mole on
her chin which had interfered with
her matrimonial prospects for some
years. Yesterday. by parcel post, she
received fine steel mole trap which
sticks in the ground.