The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1913-05-20
OH! GIRLS HERE is ONE.
Wonder if There Are Any Boys Like
This in HonesdaIe?

The Citizen is in receipt of the
following communication which was
produced in western city. We are
reproducing it as it was published
with the idea that perhaps the same
might exist here. If, per-
chance it does, we can say to the
young men of Honesdale and vicin-
ity if the coat fits, why just put it on.
A number of Honesdale girls will
back up every word in this article
and undoubtedly say, "Good!"
Some time ago the American re-
ceived an epistle from a peninsula
damsel who desired to know why
there were so many bachelors in
Monterey and further intimated that
there were three girls in her neigh
borhood who were anxious to know.
We put the question to George Sal
terbach and George Gould and Geo.
Schultzburg, but for once all the
Georges passed the buck" and we
were not enlightened. AS we did not
wish to bring our boys into ill-repute
we said no more about it and would
have forgotten the incident had it
not been for the terrible indictment
of the Watsonville swains, written
by a fair maiden of the Apple City
and published by Brother Piratsky
in the Pajaronian. Coming from
two different places, this same COM
plant, we as good Native Sons are
becoming extremely alarmed. The
Watsonville girl voices her pent-up
feelings thusly:
ED Pajaronian:
"The girls dared me to write this
and l dare you to print it. I've
hnord thof n int
anonymous letters, but when you
read this you'll see why 1 simply
could not sign my own name to it
without losing my goat. But for the
sake of every marriageable girl in
Watsonville ] think you should print
my letter. l sure have a kick COM
ing, and so have lot of other girls
who would make AL, 1913, model
wives.
Now, I hate to be blunt, but lot
Of these Watsonville boys need a
good jolt. There are a hundred or
more marriagable girls in this live
burg, and down in their hearts every
one of them will admit-if she's
honest-that a mob of noble-bodied
young men are sidestepping this
marrying business: / can name over
fifty strewn all the way from Cor
ralitos to Aromas who ought to
marry. Every mothers son of them
has one or more James on his staff
Sundays he works her old folks for
chicken dinner, wears out the par
lor sofa on stormy nights and ped
| dies his little pet a line of slushy
gush, but when a good show oozes
| into town-Oh! you vanishing kid
He stays it, or has to work to-
| night Some lumpty, NIGHT Wahr?
Il am pretty, well provided fol
| myself-and the gink that can pry
me loose and coax me to tackle this
''two-lives-as-one" business has sure
got to go some. Nix on the Roose.
welt full-baby-buggy cry for mine
unless-well, you never can tell.
have got no COB of gloom to work
off, but looking at it from a patriot
ic viewpoint, l really think there
ought to be more mating among the
young people of Watsonville and vi
cinity. It's fine country, but i
needs more people.
Nov, have had the same stronf
arm around me till my back aches
and have heard the same worn ou
Sunday night hints about the lionel.
life single man leads until know
them by heart-words and music
But you can always count on th
quick getaway when the ice gets to,
thin. Nothing stirring in the propos
al business.
Oh, they are a cautious crowd
these Watsonville lads! A girl l know
tried one indiscreet biped in pants
who Judged over the dead line an,
actually talked marriage. Next da
he was back with tale of woe abou
the high cost of living, the drudger
that threatens a poor mans wife
etc. One night that same week W
saw him out riding with some ladie
he probably wouldn't speak to i
daylight. But there is lot of ray
material in Watsonville and vicinit
that would make good husbands
and it is time that a marrying epi
demic struck this town good an
hard.
81 can hear the Highbrows an
the Prims gasp, already at this wi
. gar impertinence, but / am seriou;
l hate to sling slang along this way
but | want the element l am talkin
to, to "get me-" Look at the wed
I, ding records. Pretty slim, Ell? And a
that half the brides are importe
from back east, parcel post paid
the groom.
'On the job boys. The girls wi
meet you half way. Take us once j
a while to picture show, or dane,
Don't be so tight. Don't sneak int
a dance after the terpschorean exc,
cises have started and after havin
' danced your fill, beat it, becaus
: you're too stingy to treat us girls I
= ice cream or soda-or perhaps your
9 afraid we might ask you to see I
, home!
. Don't be pikers!
"MTSS n