The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1915-11-18
O'Toole MUSES. on Ancient
and Modern Extravaganza
Boaz Blows Himself to Beat
the Band For His Best Girl

hDlHu asked the mllnef hf tnc ~ &.
Who is ut. Oi askes yez thot yez have
bin a-drcppin' the wing ay yez around
an atalkin' tlarney TO an a-gazin' on
wid longln' oiyes2'
Sure. says the bye. sez he, sure.
an lis Ruth se1 he, a Moabite jewel
av a iewess. sez he. an she's as
bright SET he, as the brightest star.
sez he 'thot will in tonnes to come lade
The wise men ay the east sez he.
But It's not aY this country, she
is. 'objicts the mither Sure. an tits
from County Claire we ARE. an from
the name ay her Dim thinkin' It's a
stranger to the grand sod the damsil
must be.
All, phwats the diff says the bye,
phwat's the diff -indipindint-loike
jist ioike thot
An seein that he'd gained the ould
lady's consint, Lor-ud love the soul av
her. this foine son at his father wint
out into the field phwere the whoites
and the naygurs wuz a-worrukin' again
tonne thryin' to save the crop forninst
the comm ay the rainey sazein an the
Fourth av July, long may ut wave.
sAn' he wint afther thot fair jewess
from the County Moab-wint afther
her hammer an tongs, an tooth an
nail, nor gave till her wan minutes
rist ontil she had promised to make
her rigular nest in mis- hay pole
Does yez think. Misther McGonigal.
thot this brave laddybnck wasted The
savins Az the summer in huyin pic
tuure show tiAets for the Jane2 Not
thot olive iver heerd tell ay An he
didn't buy ice crane sodys an sich
loike stummick throuble creathers.
Vance an vance only did he blow his
sill an thot wuz afther the lady had
spoke the magic 'Yis.' Thin ut wuz
lhot he imbraeed her an said. atther
havin' brushed the complexion av her
from the shoulder ay his robe. to her,
sez he to her. Ruth. ser he, Ruth, me
iv ut's loikin' barley yez are.
take four measures ay the same. for
OF have az barley in plinty.
Now, Oh don't know how much a
measure av barley is. Misther AfcGon-
ieal. ut may be foive or six or avein
sivin bushils, an ut may be only half
a gallon-the size av the ould growler
we used to rush up in Saint Looey.
Misther McGcnigal. before the tonne
whin We come to Oklahomy an yez
become a great lawyer an mesn' a big
conthracthur
~Htowsomeyer thot may be, the gel
took the barley an wuz as thankful for
Ut as WIZ amy horse in the paschure.
She didn't kick an say 'Bozie. ouid
op, iv yez would have me worrukin-
Lhe loife out ay mesil a-cookin the
hash an aspankin' the little spalpeens
an a SEWN the suspinder buttins on
or yez an scrubbln yez kitchen. tbs
Sundaes an Mondays an Chuesdays,
IN the balance ay the wake yez viii
1est be jarrin' yersir from, along wild
he dimin ring. No, Misther McGon.
gal, she took the barley an wuz duly
thankful
All me. Misther arcGonigal. the
'eIs ay today are different intoirly
rom the gels av thot tonne. Corn,
Popped an irish an rolled in Iasses.
wouldn't 90 wild EN- now. let alone
iariey
"Spakein' seriously, Misther McGon-
gal phwat would the young ladies az
oday think av a young mon were he
o attimpt to come through wild an in
similar to thot ay Boaz2
ust imagine. iv xez can. some William
henry AZ this day an toime a-sayin'
@ his Miss Liza Jane, Me dear. little.
.mpied darlin.' yez are the desoire az
ae teart an the apple az me oiye. Oi
fouldst thot thou wouldst abide be-
sthe me roofree an sew on me but
ms an attend to me laundry an
'oh af'her me dairy an fed The pigs
n milk me COW an fix the loonch for
ur ohilders whin the, start to school
n be me little tootsy wootsums for
be balance ar your loife. sayest thou
lis? An whin she had said the yis.
i'd bushes accordin' to Hoyle. he'd
~ Yum. yum, Liza Jane. Here's 4
ace measure az barley Tor the avenin'
ale.
~Joost immagine At. Misther McGon-
.al,r
Again We must remind our friends