The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1916-09-14
ON SPUR OF
THE MOMENT

BY RoY r. MoUxroN.

The bashi bazouk is a warrior bold,
A blood-thirsty young Turkish blade, we
His looks ferocious. He carries a
long, crooked one when he wants to take
He breathes fire and smoke, but it is
| The fire and smoke come from his Turk
Hes always the first to be sent to the
He's always right there with the hair rails
But we always hear when the battles be-
They've got the gay bashi bazouks on the
! When battles are lost and it's time for
rebukes,
They lay ali the blame on the bashi ia
zouks. ~
The bashi bazouk is a fierce looking man,
His mustache curls up on the Kaiser Bill
plan.
he struts and he snorts and he threatens
And scares ali the children and horses
But he can't scare armies of men in the
When fighting gets hot he is quickest to
He makes war on women and children all
But in M T pitched battle he's apt to take
His ways are spectacular, strenuous, rough.
And he always gets lots of newspaper
But when any battle is lost on fluke.
They lay all the blame on the bashi
| Unreliable History.
| Twas a dark and dismal day in
| merrie England. The fog was dense
and mud was deep and the rain it
drizzied dolefully,. as good Queen
| Elizabeth, she of the Pains fireworks
hair. better known to her br5ase
patrons as Liz. started for her waz@@..s
Now it happens that there was a
! fine old sport by the name OF Sir
Walter Raleigh, who had been making
of working for a living and the old
throne looked better to a man than a
| feather bed looks to man who has
| been s1oeing mules all day. He tried
| to get a stand-in with Liz by making
trip to America. but said trip, while
it was a good press agent stunt for
Walt, didn't cop the heart and hand
of Queen Liz. Oh, no. She was an
old maid for fair.
Walt kept banding around and
making a noodle of himself, however,
and upon this certain rainy day when
| Liz went out for a constitutional he
was lurking behind the telephone
poles in the Immediate vicinity.
Finally Queen Liz came to spot in
the road where the asphalt had been
worn baldheaded and the mud had
formed. She had to cross.
Here is my chance. Missed Sir
Walt between his teeth, and he ran
| to the mud puddle and spread his new
cravenette over it so that she could
| trip lightly and gaily across without
accommodating any English realty upon
her slippers. And she tripped across
t"That ought to knock off the per-
simmon," Thought Walt to himself.
t1f she won't fall for a neat and nifty
piece of chivalry like that, there will
never be anything doing"
| He said: How about it, Liz? Do
I get you?"
Did he get her?
Not on your zinc etching. That's
! no way to win 'em. What did Liz go
and do to him, after he had been so
polite? She went and let them chop
| his pompadour off right close under
| his chin. That's what she went and
done for him. Oh, them wirnmen.
PAGAN's PRAYER
So much to know, so little time to learn,
Before the woven thread of life be cut;
So many visions of the years to come
And all the great wide world to wander
Q gods of heaven, and Clotho sAtropos.
Grant me a while to Hnger this earth !;
To dream of unknown wonders yet to be.
! TO feel the sweet approach of coming day
And hear the nightingale begin her song
And then. one day, to leave the summer
To find the land of unfulfilled desires,
Where all / read, has been, and all
| dreamed of, is;
Where from the mighty affairs of the gods
The pleasant incense curls in wavering
| smoke,
Are melted into everlasting peace
Juliet Wilton, in Scribner's Magazine.
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