The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1915-08-26
BLoNDY's sPAsMs
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Lost Several hours sleep the last week;
finder please return to No. 70, End, Ave;
B. Township.
Blondy: "say Kal, what you got in that
black bottle on the ruling machine;'
Kali "Gall; you don't need any of that. ("
Good bye, J. L. F. i'll knew where his
Office is would send you to the man who
has the contract for lighting the stars, may
be an add in the Mirror would get you
position with him.
Would like to serve my time on the planet
of Mercury only SO days to the year, but
nix on Mars with the go days.
Would advise allwho have the night mare
to leave her in the yard at night she would
enjoy the grass there.
| Regardless of our trades when we entered
here we will sure leave here as A. Mol
table polishers.
No, No, Uncle Hinnie; by leadinga clean
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and officer Barron in your stronghold on
the hill.
Who put still in Saltwater, and in
prison?
Nobody home but our pipes and they ars
out.
Since arrived here have noticed pane
in all the windows. / wonder why?
Either Keck is good umpire or he has
large following among the locol fans to
have all of his decisions upheld where other
umpires are hooted.
The following lines clipped from the
Saturday Globe contain as much truth as
poetry, and l am sure that my fellow
benedicts confined here will agree with me
when l say it is tribute to the "Mssus'
who has so Loyalty stood by us through all
our trials and tribulations:-
THE MIssUs.
Who is it clears life's paths for me3
The Mssus.
Who's blind to the faults that other seer
The Missus.
Who always greets me at the door
When each days bit of work is o'er3
Who laughs at jests she's heard before;
The Missus.
Who puts the buttons in my shirts?
The. Missus.
Who smiles at Disappointment hurts?
The Missus.
Who when the children wake at night
Get up to see that they re all right
And leaves me snugly sleeping Tight
The Missus.
Who fills the house with mirth and song?
The Missus.
/ Who bravely smiles when things go wrong?
The Missus.
Who knows the very worst of me
And yet some good contrives to see?
Who labors most unselfiShly?
The Missus.
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The Missus.
Who never whimpers at her LOTT
| The Missus.
Who fills with sunshine every day,
Drives all the clouds of care away?
Who gets but very meager pay?
| The Missus.
love my wife but, o you Glory Ticket.
| When l walk on and smell the sawdust
in the entrance to the dining hall, almost
expect to see the elephants and monkey
cages, in one of the, Greatest Shows On
Earth. Some thing that acts as reminder
of the sawdust ring is to tread on new saw
| dust or shavings.
| Talk about force of habit; why boys
when leave here, l know I'll salute every
man who wears blue uniform, be he cop
per or fireman.
No brothers, that was not thunder we
heard the other morning, it was the pros
pective applicants for Parole who were try
ing to separate their good points from the
bad, for consideration by the board. Some
job, ''eh.''
They are all FIVE, peanuts, popcorn
chewing gum five, fresh roasted fresh toast
ed, but not in our weekly shows. We are
all of us more or less serving our five.
Eyes, the big press is very gentle, feeds
right out of your hand," but, ooh my
when you come to make ready and dress
her up you have to use Piker's nonpareil,
chases, ali what's the use, come in when
you pass by and I'll let Kal show you. I'm
boiler maker.
Say did you ever see type-louse, l did
] the other day l. L. F. showed me one or