The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1922-03-02

bit parlor, al playin' different tune
! just theeht was IN heaven"
One Of the differences between
preacher and an editor is that tn
preacher scts = Shower" occasion
ally, whereas the editor gets thunder
| A eowpunchsr had been absent from
his haunts for . month or two on
hcpaynaOon trip, and returning, VI.
warmly grssted by . frisad. "Bu1
where's your Wife7s asked the latter
why, haven't you heard?" parried
the cowman. II had hard luck will
that woman. We were riding along
cross-country one day and she fell of
her hoTse and broke her leg. )" "Zatso
said the friend. AWhat did you do Z"
What could / dot" demanded the
puncher. Hell, man, shot her, of
counsel"
A young woman was sitting on the
sofa with the young man, who had
come in with his army clothes on.
Near by was her little brothsr and =
little playmate, and noticing the two
on the sofa, and seeing the Uniform,
little Robbie took his playmate by
the hand and started for the door
saying: "Come away, Johnnie. We
S ought to E something for the sol
How time flies! Only IL years ago
housewives all over Idaho were exper-
imenting along the line Of paper bag
cookery. And it has only been 10 or
IL years since bill was introduced
in middle western state 1--WE have
forgotten which state it was--in the
interest Of better morals--a I'LL that
would have made it misdeameanor
'or women to wear skirt that
ioes not reach to the patella or knee
,an."
II have watched these fellows who
make . practice of always turning the
ther cheek" remarked Old Bill Mis-
.ivens. "But note that they gener-
lily have their face in bandage and
1alk with a decided limp. Then
ave observed the fellow who hauled
n and slugged when some neighbor
ook crack at his cheek. This latter
oy had a bank account and people
anne to him and asked him for advice.
owing your neighbor as yourself is
ne, but one certainly does get all
red lonesome and hungry"
She was rather elderly woman Of
lsky hue Of the kind who looks upon
Il members Of the white race in a
'iendly, confidential way. And she
as arrayed in deepest mourning
ON head to foot. Also the look up
4 her face was entirely in keeping
it'll her melancholy array. 1t GER
linly seemed that she was dressed
} within the last inch of her mourn
i feelings. But such, alas! was
It the case. For finally she halted
fore the counter she was seeking
g underwear counter. And this is
e conversation that ensued: "Hon-
)" she addressed the young woman
ERIK, "is you got any black undey-
gar" "No, auntie," replied the
lesgirl, but ! have some very nice
lite ones. Won't they dot" mo,
ney," replied the woman with just
touch Of sorrow. mo, they won't
When I mourns, l mosrns clean
wn to de skin"
As a prelude to this story handed
by Old Bill Misgivens, wen say
It the planet Phobos is one Of the
D moons Of Mars. This is Old Bills =
ry: "H you lived on Phobos you
I'D play ball game all by yourself.
Is il the way it is done: Your one
n team would first take the posi-
, of pitcher and throw the ball
ixontally. The ball would 90 all
way around the moon. He would
q time to get bat and strike at
II he missed he could take three
kes, then put on his mask and
1t protector and catch himself out
n the ball came around the fourth
e. In case he hit the ball and it
nded he could play the part Of an
,lder by picking up the ban .as it
q around the moon. He could -
h himself out on the base rs the
came around again. II he hit .
insteadfof grounder, he might
' on his glove and playing the
Of the center fielder catch him.
out A strong batter might make
me run. This would mean that he
he ball 90 hard that it went be-
the attraction Of his moon and
II on the planet Mars. Il would