Morris tribune., 1913-10-03

a couple of barrels blow up on him
Numa Pompitius made October the
tenth month, which it has remained
since 713 BIC:
1t vas on the 18th day of October
that Columbus discovered America.
Smelling crackings ahead. he shortly
came in sight of a small island on
which the inhabitants were butcher
ing hogs. Columbus landed, and not
having had anything very good to
eat for several weeks. he seized the
crackings in the name of Spain and
called the land America in honor of
Americas VespuCius, who found out
how the Indians fixed them.
The festive calf will buck and dance
For joy of Autumn's golden glow
And the footbalgplayer will advance
Upon his fat and padded foe.
He'll strew excelsior about
Until he finds the inner man.
And subsequently put him out
As mercifuIIy as he can.
The gentle chemistry of Fall will
turn the sumach tassels red, and the
Iusty hired man will bawl for thicker
covers on the bed. The desolate
and dying fly will hang around the
kitchen FIRE. the poet with frenzied
eye will deity fall upon his Tyre.
the dread mosquito will expire. its
face still pressed against the screen.
the ghosts of Nineveh and Tyre will
waltz around the summer scene, the
katydid will yield it's soul to i'm
mortality $ grim, chance. and the moth
will drill antoher hole in everybody's
winter pants.
The loud complaining cider press
will render sweet the passing breeze,
and ladies in the new slit dress will
show the populace their knees. The
butternut will bounce around upon the
sere and yellow leaf. the sinking bull
frog will expound his final theory
of grief, the artful wife will work
her lord for one of those new Paris
hats, the lesser bugs with one accord
will all get swallowed by the bats,
great Nimrod and his mystic thralIs
will beckon from the autumn sky.
and we'll have the same old riot calls
where the restaurants serve pumpkin
pie.
There is no other season quite so
beautiful as that ahead, when it takes
a stick of dynamite to get a farmland
out Of bed, The golden glory of
the morn will fill the soft, high
arch of space. the quail will whistle
IN the corn until ne has to rest his
face, the wild goose with its honking
BROOD will wedge its way across the
sky, the hunter in the solitude will
mark them with a wistful eye, the
pneumococcus in the lake will long tc
pierce the rubber boot, the melan-
choly ,coots will make dry jokes about
his fancy suit, the ducks will see him
all the time and laugh and chatter
all the day. but the prospect still will
be sublime, and he'll have the outing,
anyway.
The; hunters Moon will sail the sky
To render beautiful the night.
And the bobolink will bobble by
Intoning carols of delight
The scent of moth balls will arise
From many a crinkly-Iooking
suit.
The tramp, exiled from Paradise.
Will hit the city destitute,
The colt will breathe the bracing
airs
And do the Cubanola glide.
And the audience will seize its
chairs
And chase the picture show in,
side.
On Oct. 4 Col Roosevelt will sal
for South America, where they have
never seen hin. There is no very
big game in that country. but it is {
good place to make speech without
being molested. and many reformer.
are going there for that reason
South America is additionally attrac
tive to the Colonel for being in tn,
wider sections very much as our owl
West was before it was tanned. Cattl,
i xare still punched down there, there
aare rustlers in the arroyos. they have