The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1921-02-25
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Gcod moning sir. I'm Lemhi County,
Just up from good. long sleep.
I've been up looking around a bit,
Taking here and there a peep.
And | can see now what's the matter,
could no sooner wake.
This doggone dinky railroad
Was giving me quinine for To take.
was sleeping sweet and soundiy,
ror Twelve years, or such matter,
When heard little noise.
rustic. clash aad clatter.
| raised up in my bed,
Looked out through the coughs OF
pine,
Twas just this doggone dinky rail.
road,
"A comm down the line.
So laid right down and turned clear
over
And began to shiver,
Felt like had the ague. or
Something matter with my liver.
Well. finally went to sleep again,
But | slept against my will
For this doggone dinky railroad.
Was always giving me pill
But now I'm up and on my feet. q.
feeling pretty stout.
I'll make this railroad come to time
Or else just kick her out.
I'm not as big as | ought To be.
But what can you expect.
Taking quinine thrice a week.
Has an awful bad effect
You. doggone dinky railroad,
Come lay across my knee.
And tell me most sincerely.
WHAT'S the matter twixt you and me-
II you say you've made no money
There's something wrong by gee,
You ought to be worth millions.
All the cash you've squeezed from
me.
And the service has been rotten,
! don't think you even try
Seems all you've ever tried to do
Was give me black eye.
We can't make anything a mining
II we hand you all the mum.
And this farming just for pleasure
Soon gets to be no fun.
Come, now. don't you go 10 whining.
II won't do you any good.
Because ! tell you right now. plainly
I'm in a spanking mood.
That's right. cry, you little baby.
You know that you've done wrong.
A dosing me with quinine.
When you knew | wasn't strong.
II you had given me some tonic.
About two times every day.
Why l would be great big. and fat
No telling what I'd weigh.
Now come. hush. you baby,
Don't you dare cry any more.
i've got plan to help you.
SO you needn't feel so sore;
ftrr nish he
Well furnish you the junk.
Instead of making nothing at all
We both can make chunk
So. now. farewell old G.. and p.
See you again, some other time
The next time that ! talk 10 you
II won't be all in rhyme.
Dear Friends:
What we need is Chamber of Com
merce.
And we need one that's well bred,
So we can tell the world around us.
We've just been sleeping, and mo-
T dead
We need one SO big and healthy.
That when he gets up to talk
This her doggone dinky railroad.
Will come uD an dtoe the chalk.
And we need one TO tell the people.
That live out. from shore to shore
. About our water and our sunshine
And the treasures big In store.
About our farming and our mining
And about the ranges too.
People would come here by hundreds
If they just only knew.
Bnt first. we've got To get together
And settle this transportation quiz
Or his doggone dinky railroad.
VIII put us out of biZz.
I've been dreaming, yes, I've beei
dreaming.
. But II must surely come to pass.
!, Before we're all dead and buried
and all laid beneath the grass
United We press forward
Divided We retreat.
United we're winners.
Divided we're beat
Yours most sincerely for or-anizs
! ton and cooperation. which means
: bigger. better and greater Lemh
county.
ROBERT O. KNOBLOCK.