The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1919-02-13

he will give for not knowing his les.
sons. All speaking different Ian
guages, yet the high brows talk OF
the beauty Of family discourse.
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Speaking Of the automatic coop
eratiye laundry system the boys are
compelled to use in France, one of the
boys over there sends this version Of
"oyer There" said to be popular in
his company:
Underwear, underwear,
Send pair, send a pair / can wear:
For | left mine lying, outside a.
drying;
And now need them they're not there
Underwear, underwear,
Get pair, get a pair, anywhere.
Assembiy's blowing,
must be going,
For | must get there il | have to get
there bare.
The Swedes are not an emotional
race. Sven was nursing the logs
down the incline leading to the big
saw in the mill. The superintendent
passed that way. "This ban too much
vark for one man." Sven told him. ~
need help" "All right" replied the
'I'll send John down
here to help you" An hour passed
The superintendent again passed that
way. Sven had the same complaint
This ban too much vark for one
man." why, sent John to help
you" said the superintendent. "Where
S he ?" "Oh, Yohn-oh, he amt been
,ere for quite while" Where did
lie go?" ooh, he vent down between
wo logs. | tank he quit his yob."
Everybody knows that the negro
las been terrific fighter in this war,
With an honorable record of his race.
tut there have been moments of fear
or him, just as there have been for
he white man, for all soldiers say
hat before they are to go over the
)p, their greatest fear is of fear it
Elf, 1--WE Anglo-Saxons shuah am
ome fghtahs," said Nose to his
riend after the scrimmage was over
ut before he went over the top he
as not so certain about the heroics.
What do you all spec de newspapah
aadlines is goin to be, Mose?" ask
his friend 1t was ten minutes TO
no hour; the negroes knew that ten
Iousand white men were supporting
lem in the rear What do All think
I'm headlines am goin' to be? ?" an
yered Nose, Ten t'ousand white
en- tromped TO deaf"
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Upon the wharf where the Yanks
ere disembarking a reporter button
lied rosy-cheeked private. Are
u one of the heroes ?" the newspa-
r man asked, with notebook ready
record a stirring tale of heroism
Iaw,' was the blushing reply. "I'm
ly a common doughboy. But the
utenant, over there, is one"
To the officer indicated went the re-
rter. "I'm told you're hero, sir"
said. "No," laughed the lieuten-
t. merely happened to be on the
, when something needed to be done,
d ! did it. However, can refer you
the simon-pure article" And he
nted out a sergeant with three
und stripes upon his sleeve.
Not guilty declared the sergeant,
en- questioned. Then, his eyes kim
ng with admiration, he waved to-
I'd a figure standing somewhat aside
m the throng. Talk to the major.
u couldn't string on a fat mans bay
ldow the medals he's got, and
.ht to have"
Nonsense!" CALCULATED the major,
usedly.
That's what you all say!" cried the
orter in despair as hero-ing a
ninal career?"
'huckling, the major beckoned to an
ny-hued stalwart. "Rastus," the
ior said when the Senegambian sa-
ID and stepped forward, "this gen.
nan is looking for hero. | think
are one"
You might say | am, sab. Dey
mt wusser, dangerouser job in
army dan mine"
What was it," eagerly inquired
reporter.
Mistah," Rastus solemnly informed
II drove a mule team plumb thoo
wah.'
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