The Washington herald., 1916-12-10
Couple of Lost Children.

Couple of Lost Children.
Willcox-Look. here come a couple
OF lost children.
McCormick-They're not lost They
are the Eight-hour Law and the Child
Labor Law-the Gold Dust Twins
They'did our work for u.s.
Willcox-Gold Dust Twins, You
mean Gold Brick Twins.
McCormick-They are young, but ef-
Willcox-Tll bet they don't know
their own father.
McCormick-Indeed they do. Show
him, children.
SONG-TwINS
Take our heads on your shoulders, Daddy.
Turn your face from the West.
It's Just the hour when the sky turns gold
The hour that we all love best;
We've worked so long and 50 hard for you Daddy,
We've been such a while away.
And would like a kind word Daddy
Before off to play.
But you've got rs, and we've got you
And everything seems all right;
We wonder Il you re Just as fond of
AS you were on election night.
Wilcox wonder what went wrong
in Kansas?
Kansas can tell you. Two-dollaI
wheat, ten-dollar hogs, Ford machines
and player-pianos.
Willcbx-Do you think he kept you
out of war?
Kansas dunno. But somebody got
us out of debt.
Here comes Reuben,
Modern little farmer from the West:
Oh, you, Reuben,
Play a game OF checkers on his vest:
Once he was a horny handed son Of toll
Now he pucks the kale in bundles from the soil:
Here comes Reuben,
Modern little farmer from the West.
Farmer-By cracky, I want in thi.
celebration. I'll tell you about the
farmers.
4 Farmer Song.
(soNG-FARMER)
Us farmers out in Kansas State, as I'll relate
don't hesitate
By gosh to vote just make a note
According to notions.
We know a thing OF two, you bet
And We don't calculate to let
Them politicians TO upset
Us with their funny motions.
We get two dollars for our wheat,
Ten dollars for our pork
And each one has a Ford machine,
And no one has to work.
So We should worry bout the trusts
Or what made prices riz:
We all supported Wilson cause
The farmers getting his
enter Demon Rum)
WillcoX-Who's your friend?
McCormick-He's no friend of mine.
Demon Rum-No, I have mighty few
friends left in politics. I'm old Demon
Rum
McCormick-What happened to you ir
this election?
Demon Rum-I was thrown out bodily
by Michigan. South Dakota; Nebraska
Utah and Montana. Missouri and Call.
fOrnia alone stuck nv me
Willcox-What do you propose to do?
Demon Rum-Just hang around and see
If some party won't adopt me. My lot IL
a very unhappy one.
tsONG-DEMoN RUM.)
I'm Demon Rum and I'm nearly through
Listen to my tale Of woe.
For obseduies I'm almost due,
Brief is my time. and dim IL my view.
It's true, too true,
Listen TO my tale Of woe.
I'm Demon Rum and my friends are few.
Listen to my tale Of woe.
My day is done and am blue
Because l know that 1t is true,
It's true too true,
Listen TO my tale Of woe.
| CHORUS
| Hard trials for this stew.
Demon Rum and his rummy crew
For they know they nearly through.
It's true; too true
Listen to their tale Of woe.
Exit Amid Applause. o
And to the tune of For tonight wei
merry, merry be- the Gridiron Follie
made their exit amidst applause.
Not to be outdone by the variou
| theatrical agencies. the Gridiron Clul
opened a vaudeville booking agency ant
the applicants for turns were man,
and distinguished performers. The frs