Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-11-21

my teacher says she's 'fraid Tn
too much like George Washinton-
calm In de feet.
The Wildcat screamed and the Lobe
howled,
AS they tore and scratched and
fought,
And the wildcat bit in the Lobo's
side
The score "twenty-four to naught."
CHEER UP!
When the varsity does beat Art
IONA, victory is going to be all the
sweeter because of the wait.
THE EYES OF YOUTH.
| Jim Sam Moore Is the cussin'est
I reckon yen find anywhere!
Why, the devil hisself can't beat
Jim Sam.
When he's started in good to swear!
| Now me an jim, we're from the
same town,
Where the hills is purity and green,
But he left back there In his
spin'lin' age,
An 'twuz the last Of him I seen.
An after a while I wandered off.
Fur away from the OF home nest
An KEEP on rovin' til I landed here.
In this desert town of the west.
Then one day down on the avenoo
A Teller comes up from behind,
An dog my cats II It amt Jim Sam,
If 1t amt. we can strike me blind!
Well, me an him talked from that
day on,
or the folks and the things back
south,
An the more we talked the fidglter
he wuz
Til he got clean down in the mouth!
His dissatisfaction with this here
land
Wuz powerful and turrible to see,
An his cussin' wuz great. an II any
thing
A Improvement, or it seemed so to
me.
An he says one day he's SO sick Of
1t all
That he's goin' back south for a
spell.
Where the hills is green, and no
alkili,
An things amt dried all to hell.
Well, he went; but he wuz back
purity quick
With the meekedest look on his
face,
An he says to me in a hollerlike
voice,
at don't look like the same OF
place"
Ever things changed since I been
away,
There amt nothin' now like 'twuz
then,
An all that I thought was so purity
an nice,
Is as shabby an ugly as SIM,
I'm sorry went back an saw 1t.
For to tell we the Gods honest
truth,
I'd rather could see it as ! use to.
When I wuz lookin' thru the eyes
of youth"
The age of discretion ceases
when boys and girls begin to have
the idea they are old enough to get
married.
TRAFFIC RULES IN ERIN.
Until further notice every We
hicle must carry light when dark
ness begins. Darkness begins When
the lights are lit"
you've heard me speak OF my
uncle,
The rich one love so much? 2
Indeed l have. and I know so we'll
He's the kin you love to touch!'
There is a question as to which |
Is the greatest nuisance. chronic |
knocker or a professional booster.
Quite often is necessity only the
mother Of intention.
Saw what you will, motor cars
have taught the women which is
the right side Of the street.
Eunice: .What did Mabel say
when YOU extended our best wishes
for her approaching marriage| =.
Caroline: "She asked us to say 1t
with showers"
"oh, marry me-" the young man
begs;
How cruel the retort!
II would not be engaged to you,
Were this a summer resort
II the women keep up the pace
thew are now setting. a Mems |
Rights party will soon be an urgent
necessity.
A DRY LAND SAILOR. |
For these girls from Indiana
I've a soft spot in my heart;
From a dame in old Montana
I once swore I'd never part.
One l loved in Minnesota,
A Swedish lass with flaxen hair.
And one winter spent in Georgia
I found charming misses there.
Arkansas gripped my attention
AS did two in Illinois,
And ones prattle from Seattle
Filled my punctured heart with Joy.
Husky Joe from Idaho
Rode rough shod thru all my
dreams
Til I tossed one from old Boston,
And loved one from New Orleans.
There are winners in this nation,
steppers high and steppers fast.
And the one Of which I'm fondest,
Is the one that I've seen last.
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