The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1916-03-21
On the Spur
of the Moment
1t Was a Dream.
BY ROY x. MOULTON.

A friends of ours said the other day:
"A friend who had heard that I
sometimes suffered from insomnia
told me sure cure. Eat a quart of
peanuts and drink ,wo or three glasses
of milk before going to bed said he,
and I'll warrant you'll be asleep in
half an hour 1 did as he suggested,
and my friend was right. 1 did go to
sleep very soon after retiring. Then
a friend with his head under his arm
came along and asked me if 1 wanted
to buy his feet. 1 was negotiating
with him when the dragon on which
was riding slipped out of his skin, and
left me floating in midair. While
was considering how to get down,
bull with two heads peered over the
edge of the wall and said he would
haul me up if l would first climb up
and rig a windlr IS for him. So as
was sliding down the mountain side
the brakeman came in and 1 asked
him when the train would reach my
station. We passed your station miles
back he said, calmly folding up the
train and slipping it into his vest
pocket. At this juncture the clown
bounded into the ring and pulled the
center pole out of the ground. lifting
up the tent and all the people in it,
while I stood on the earth below
watching myself go out of sight
among the clouds above. Then I
awoke and found that 1 had been
Ten Years Ago.
The man who owned an auto was
considered a fiend incarnate.
The waist line for women was close
up under the arms
People were just beginning to claim
that wireless biography was impos-
sible.
Women were still wearing at least
two petticoats.
Sarah .Bernhardt was making her
farewell tour of America.
Some darn fool was trying to in
vent flying machine. Haw! Haw!
The preposterous suggestion was
made that a tunnel could be built
under the Detroit river.
All of the dudes were wearing peg
top trousers.
People were getting their first good
laugh out of the suggestion of a fire
less cooker.
The little Singer building was the
tallest structure in New York.
Nat Goodwin had been married only
three times.
You've Got to Take Chance.
If YOU go across the ocean, your
ship is liable to be sunk by a sub
marine.
True enough, but if you travel on
land your train is liable to be wrecked.
If you just jimmy around the home
town, your automobile is liable to
blow up or throw OH a TIRE anu pre-
cipitate you quickly into a ravine on
your elbows and shoulder blades.
If you go buggy riding your horse
is apt to shy at a piece of paper in
the road and kick you into the mid
die of the following week.
If you go out walking an automo-
bile is liable to scramble you up or a
footpad is liable to tap you suddenly
vet firmly upon the dome of thought.
But if you sit still at home hun
dred things are liable to happen to
you. The gas stove is likely to blow
up, and you may have fit, some
body may shoot through the window
by accident, the house may catch fire,
some weary wayfarer may come along
and sell you a lot of Turkish rugs,
lightning may strike the house, and
then there is always the possibility
of an earthquake.
At the very best you have got to
take a chance, whether you want to
or not.
An Unusual Lady
We notice the following line:
LOST-Muff belonging to lady with
black satin lining.