Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1921-11-25

7 won't have zone o. yer weevily wbeo,
won't nave non O. yer barley;
I wont have none O. yer weevily vhas,
To make q cake for Charley.
Charley is a fine young man,
Charley is a dandy,
Charley likes to kiss the girls,
whenever it comes handy.
When a victim was caught in tbe
flying scrimmage at the end of a mas.
sage in the game of Prisoners, he or
she was brought before the blind.
folded judge:
Heavy. heavy hangs over your
head" said the constable.
Fine or Superfine?" the judge in.
quired.
Fine" said the constable, which
e that the victim was a bow
Then the sentence was pronounced
and generally it was this:
"Go bow to the w%ittiest, kneel tn
the prettiest and kiss the one that Won
love best
Harry was the first prisoner. He
went straight to BIN Kelso and bowed
and knelt, and when he had risen sba
turned and ran like a scared deer
around the chairs and the crowd of
%onIookers, some assisting and some
checking her flight, before the nimb!e
youth. Hard pressed, she ran out of
the open door, with a merry laugh.
and Just beyond the steps Harry
caught and kissed her, and her cheeks
had the color of roses when he led
her back.
John Mcneil kissed Ann Rutledge
that evening and was attentive
to her, and the women were saying
that the two had fallen in love with
each other.
"See how she looks at him." one of
them whispered.
"Well, it's just the way he looks at
her" the other answered.
At the first pause III the merriment
Kelso stood on a chair, and then ST.
lence fell upon the little company.
my good neighbors,' he began, I'VE
are here to rejoice that new friends
have come to us and that a new home
is born in our midst. We bid them
welcome. They are big-boned. big
hearted folks. No a has grown
large who has not at one time or an
other had his feet in the soil and felt
its magic power going up into his
blood and bone and sinew. Here is a
x,o,lOrfr coil ond tho in SnfrQtfOp of
wide horizons here are broad and fer
tile fields. Where the corn grows
high you can grow statesmen. 1t may
be that out of one of these little cab
ms a man will come to carry the torch
of Liberty and Justice SO high that
its light will shine into every dark
place. So let no one despise the cabin
humble as it is. Samson and Sarah
Traylor, l welcome and congratulate
you. Whatever may come, you can
find no better friends than these, and
of this you may be sure, no child of
the prairies will ever go about with a
hand organ and a monkey. Our friend,
Honest Abe, is one of the few rich
men in this neighborhood. Among his
assets are Kirkham's Grammar The
Pilgrims Progress the Lives Of
Washington and Henry Clay Ham
let's S%oliloquy,' 'Othello's Speech to
the Senate Marc A%nthony's Address
and a part of 'Webster's Reply to
Hayne.' A man came along the other
day and sold him a barrel of rubbish
for two bits. In it he found a volume
of 'Blackstone's Commentaries Old
Blackstone challenged him to a wrestle
and Abe has grappled with him. |
reckon he'll take his measure as easily
as he took Jack Armstrong;. Lately
he has got possession of a noble asset.
1t is The Cotter's Saturday Night by
Robert Burns. I propose to ask him
to let US share his enjoyment of this
treasure"
Abe, who had been sitting with his
legs doubled beneath him on a buffalo
skin, between Joe and Betsey Traylor,
rose and said:
"Mr. Kelso's remarks, especially the
part which applied to me, remind me
of the story of the prosperous grocer
Of Joliet. One Saturday night he and
his boys were busy selling sausage.
Suddenly in came a man with whom