JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Rhyme
of the Ringer
“Ring out the old,
ring in the new,”
Ring happy belles across the snow;
The village maid
is on parade
Each evening sleighing with her beau.
“Ring out the old,
ring in the new,”
Ring happy bills upon the slate;
Ring in the new, it’s
up to you
To ring the old bills out of date.
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Uncle Ezra Says:
“There
ain’t no use in turning over a new leaf onless you intend puttin’ somethin’
thet’s wuth while on it.”
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Resolved:
To
do others good.
To
get up earlier mornings, weather permitting.
To
use everybody better, including myself.
To
speak ill of no one, if they are within hearing.
To
keep up my spirits; empty bottles are a dead give-away.
To
lead a better life, and not let my wife do all the leading.
To
smoke no cheap cigars except those bought myself.
To
get home earlier nights, else stay over till morning.
To
say “good morning” to everybody, unless I happen to have on a grouch.
Not
to borrow my neighbor’s paper unless he brings it over for me to read.
Not
to run away from danger if there is any quicker mode of travel.
Not
to lose my temper; to always have it with me in case I have need of it.
Not
to go into debt for anything for which people will not trust me.
Not
to do more than my share of work, because it takes away from others and
encourages idleness.
To
lay up something besides an umbrella and overshoes for a rainy day. A
mackintosh is always handy.
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A New Year Couplet
Write it “Nineteen
Hundred and Ten,”
Then rewrite it,
and write is again.
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A
Fair Offer
Yes, darling, we
are growing old,
No more we feel that youthful fire;
My love, howe’er,
shall ne’er grow cold,
Of you, dear one, I ne’er shall tire.
Although each morn
is bleak and cold,
A kitchen maid I cannot hire;
I’ll love you till
you’re bent and old,
If you’ll get up and light the fire.
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Bige Miller Says:
“Ef
ev’ry years is a New Year how kin the world grow old?”
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A Cry of the Wild
(Contributed.)
O, Cone, you Joe!
You pain me so,
Your
rhymes they make me sore;
As “morn” with “gone,”
“Idea” with “year” –
Don’t
do it any more,
Or I shall be
Compelled, you see,
To
throw you out the door.
“JOE” SETON
Hubbardston,
Mass.
Dear
“Joe” Seton: My rhymes don’t make you any more sore than they do me, but I
allow I’d be sorer if I got my living by chopping wood, etc., so I am trying to
hang on by rhyming “hot” with “yacht” and “pain” with “reign.” If you fellows
will only keep still about it, I don’t think the editor will notice such things,
but if you keep bringing it up I am likely to lose my job. Sincerely,
FATHER JOCOSITY
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Jan. 1, ‘09
(’10)
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Up
Life’s Byways
Two paths go up
the hill of life,
The path of wrong, the path of right;
One path is strewn
with toil and strife,
The other strewn with flowers bright.
Inviting looks the
path of wrong,
More toilsome looks the path of right;
One sends a wave
of ribald song,
The other less of mirth and light.
But ‘tis the goal,
and not the road
The pilgrim needs must keep in view;
The path that
lures the lighter load
Is not the safer to pursue.
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Uncle Ezra Says:
“The
man with the largest number uv dorgs hez the hardest job keepin’ the wolf away
frum the door.”
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Cheerful Comment
That
Charleston school janitress ought to have a vote.
The
big snow came just in time to stop a lot of mud-slinging.
It
was almost a “Peary Relief Expedition” that was needed in Maryland.
Perhaps
it would be money in the pockets of all the towns to search their hoboes for
hidden wealth.
Mary
Boland, the actress, says: “When you love a man, go after him.” That’s right,
Mary, he might just as well be brought home as 10 in the evening as at 2 in the
morning.
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A Christmas
Remembrance
The
choice cigars that wifey gave –
Alas! have all gone up in smoke;
Thank
He’v’n, he lives to tell the tale –
‘Tis neither fiction nor a joke!
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Pavement
Philosophy
Do
it now, or somebody else will.
Don’t
give up the ship – friendship.
Hard
work is the fortune teller.
Begin
the New Year right, and then go ahead.
If
you fly off the handle easily, better go to the repair shop.
It
takes more brains than stone and timber to build a big building.
Keep
your eye on the man who tells you to keep your eye on the other man.
Love
makes the world go round, but ‘twon’t move an automobile through a snowdrift.
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You Names, Please
To
all those good people who would help make “Jocosities” better, and they are
many and able, the motorman – he means the “conductor” – of this column wishes
they would kindly sign their names to their offerings, not necessarily for
publication, but as a guarantee they are not trying to put up a job on one who
is meek and lowly, and who is not over worldly-wise. In other words, if
Jocosity has occasion to sue a contributor for producing better stuff than he
can grind out himself, naturally he wants to know whom to sue. “Not only that,”
but if he should wish to present an automobile or a large government bond to
the sender of an unusually brilliant contribution, he wants to know where to
send it. He hopes his good friends will keep this in mind, but not to the
extent of keeping their names off their contributions.
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His Latest Resolve
“Did
you swear off anything?”
“Yes.”
“What?”
“Swearing
off.”
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Rural Pastimes
Subscriber
– Hello, Central, there’s someone listening to our conversation; Mrs. Talkafast
and I can scarcely hear each other!
Central
– I don’t think so, madam; I’ve been listening for 10 minutes to see if I can
detect anyone doing it.
______
Popular a Short Time
Ago
“What
is a North Pole cocktail, anyway?”
“A
gum drop in a glass of soft-soap suds.”
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Fixing Himself
“What’s
to be the name of your new novel?”
“I’m
going to call the book ‘Stung.’”
“That’s
a queer title.”
“Apparently
so, but I don’t mean that my readers shall have anything on me after they have
bought the book and read it.”
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Jan. 2, 1909
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Art
calendars are all right ef they don’t take your mind off’n one figger an’ keep
it on another.”
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Shopping Notes
Mark-downs
are attractive and useful, but don’t ever allow yourself to become one.
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Cheerful Comment
Dan
Blake Russell’s is a long suit.
Will
Tillinghast leave his records up in the air?
Zelaya
can’t become any more slippery by becoming a greaser.
It’s
easy enough to write it “1909” we mean “1910.”
How
do you like the “burnsides” she was so pleased to give you?
The
“beautiful snow” was so overwhelming that the poets are still burrowed.
If
you happen to hear any leaves rustling now, you will know they are being turned
back.
A
Cincinnati woman cut her husband’s hair for six years. That is not the way a
married woman usually trims her hubby.
Perhaps
the chugging motors which you think you hear may be the “br-r-r-r” of the sky
pilot trying to keep warm.
Dismal
Swamp has been sold to a stirring corporation, but it will be a long time before
it is popular as a summer resort.
United
States Marshal “Jack” Abernathy has won more fame by rounding up a fine gang of
robbers. How that man Roosevelt stays in the limelight!
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Knocked Out for
News
Hank
Stubbs – Abe Crockett says we’re goin’ to hev wireless telephones purty soon.
Bige
Miller – Yaas, an’ Abe’s wife says ef that is so they’ll hafter go to takin’
the weekly paper again.
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Girls Will Be
Girls
He
– They say Moss Bookwurm is a veritable walking dictionary.
She
– And just about as interesting.
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Building Vs.
Farming
Hank
Stubbs – I see by the papers thet Madison Square Garden is to be done away
with.
Bige
Miller – Jest like them city folks, sp’ilin’ all out doors fur the sake uv
gittin’ up another buildin’.
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“Our Late Storm”
(Reports
sent in to the “Gungawamp Advocate” by various correspondents.)
Lem
Hooker is kept home with a bad cold. His wife has it.
A
WIller Road reporter says there is all of three foot of snow on the level, but
much more where it is drifted.
Hiram
Hutchins, in going from his house to do the chores, mistook the cider mill for
the barn and staid in the former all night. He was rescued by neighbors the
following morning.
Bige
Miller sends word to his office that the telephone and telegraph companies are
not the only sufferers from the recent storm, by having poles blown down. He
says his four clothes-poles are flat, and he doesn’t see how his wife is going
to do any washing till the frost leaves the ground so he can dig some new post
holes.
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Fixing Himself
“What’s
to be the name of your new novel?”
“I’m
going to call the book ‘Stung.’”
“That’s
a queer title.”
“Apparently
so, but I don’t mean that my readers shall have anything on me after they
bought the book and read it.”
____________
Jan. 3, 1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Knee Panties for
Yours?
Following
the run of short skirts and barefoot dancers, comes the news from New York that
if men want to be the real thing as regards evening dress they will have to don
knee britches. Isn’t it awful, Charley? Turn up your trousers and take stock;
in other words, size up your pair of shrinking twin calves, you who measure 5
foot 10 and weigh 120 pounds, and try to imagine how you would look in
knickerbockers and long stockings! Your wildest imagination wouldn’t give you a
true picture of yourself. If you have any influence with Dame Fashion call her
up at once and see if you can’t have this awful edict sidetracked. And then again,
there might be occasion when you would be mistaken for the butler, which would
be most embarrassing, not only for you but for the mistake. Fashion has played
many cruel pranks upon woman, and now mere man seems about to get his.
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Uncle Ezra Says:
“The
most an’ best bizniz comes to those who mind their own.”
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The Limit
“Snow,
snow, O, beautiful snow!”
You’re
all right as far as you go;
But
we suggest you be given a check
When
you go so far as a fellow’s neck!
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Cheerful Comment
Did
Mrs. Catt hit you, old boy?
Anyway,
somebody’s going to be mayor a week from now.
Here’s
hoping Judge Lynch will go out of business altogether.
Poor
Brokaw is something like a million and a half poor.
When
it comes to a question of oysters or typhoid we’re going to eat clams.
It’s
rather hard, in times like these, to have a scientist tell us that if we want
to grow thinner we have to eat oftener.
Putting
brakes upon our warships may be all right, but some people think they would
better be put upon the appropriations.
It
is hoped that Dr. Benedict’s information, to the effect that fish as a special
brain food is an “exploded fallacy,” won’t have a tendency to decrease the
number of annual April anglers.
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Tale of a Stub
Lead Pencil
(Contributed.)
Because
his heart and limbs were no stronger,
An
old “bach” died, for he could live no longer;
And,
through his long and persevering life,
Amassed
a fortune – minus a costly wife.
He
had relatives, the wisest of their kind,
But
with all their wits his fortune ne’er could find;
For
he used his miser’s instinct, keeping still,
Telling
naught of his wealth, even in a will.
Days
and months they searched for his bonds and gold,
Till
they found his stub lead pencil, and it told
On
its beveled side (to him a souvenir)
The
name of his bank in letters plain and clear.
Told
where fifty thousand dollars could be found
Waiting
for happy relatives, I will be bound!
And
it reveled a miser’s saving habits –
That
stub pencil, as short as tails on rabbits.
– JUDSON BISCO
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Winning Pa Over
Angry
Father – Perhaps you didn’t throw that snowball through the window, young man,
but I’ve a good mind to thrash you on general principles!
Johnnie
– If I knew dead sure it wouldn’t hurt me as much there as on some other places
I wouldn’t mind the thrashin’, pa.
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For the
Kitchenette
In
picking out a food for thought
From all the bookish jam,
Adapt
your mood to worthy food
And try a little Lamb.
– Philadelphia Bulletin.
Or
if Lamb’s not your favorite dish
And with no gusto taken,
Some
Hogg might do, or else a few
Nice juicy bits of Bacon.
– Transcript.
And
if you want a serving man,
One clever with a pen, sir,
And
full of meat, look Herbert up,
He is a good dis-Spencer.
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Jan. 4, 1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Our
Fireside Nights at Home
Compared with some
folks in the world
I s’pose we’re pretty slow;
An’ outside of our
own front gate
We wouldn’t make much show.
But we don’t yearn
for all the world,
Nor do we wish to roam;
When all our work
is done we like
Our fireside nights at home.
I s’pose we’ve
missed a lot, perhaps
Of what the world calls fine
By stayin’ here
upon the farm;
But somehow, I opine,
We’ve gained a
little to have missed,
The treach’rous social foam;
At least we know
they’re safe an’ sound,
Our fireside nights at home.
The dog’s behind
the Franklin stove,
The cat is in a
chair;
The stock are snug
in barn an’ shed,
There’s wood enough to spare.
We’ve got our
cellar stocked with food,
An’ honey in the comb;
But best of all,
love dominates
Our fireside nights at home!
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Uncle Ezra Says:
“Ef
you don’t ring true the world won’t continue to hev an ear fur your music.”
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The Query Box
Matinee
Girl – You were misinformed; they are not using the swan boats to ferry people
to the Majestic Theatre. The high tide has subsided, and walking up and down
Tremont street is as good as ever, for those who haven’t the price of a ride.
Botany
– No, the long trenches dug here and there thought the Common are not for sweet
peas, as you suspect; they were thrown up by the local war department, which
feared an invasion by Zelaya. It is rumored that they will be left intact now
till after the struggle between the Red and Blue armies next summer.
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Cheerful Comment
A
real cold snap is far from being one.
Anyway,
Nat Turner can call himself the tip-top candidate.
Some
people keep their resolutions by putting them on the shelf.
Mrs.
Cook hasn’t left her husband, but could you put it the other way round?
Wonder
if the present mayor believes in signs? Is it an ill omen that he drew fourth
on the ticket?
Lipkowska
has shed her shoes. Now if all women would follow suit they’d have more to put
on their heads.
The
only difference in the social standing of the world’s great crooks is that some
get away and some don’t.
A
few high rollers, added to the tidal wave at the South End, made navigation
humorous as well as dangerous.
Aren’t
women coming to the front? We guess. Read about the woman of 65 who out-dueled
her young son-in-law with revolvers at ten paces!
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Cold Feet
Judge
Crowe of Chicago is not only a rare bird in many respects, but has made a great
hit with Chicago husbands who have been suffering from cold feet. The cold feet
in question belong, not to the husbands in the strict sense of the word, but
are the property of the said husbands’ wives. A Chicago husband, who objected
to having the middle of his back serve the purpose of a soapstone, was dragged
into Judge Crowe’s court, on complaint of his wife, for cruel and abusive
treatment. The judge, after listening to
the man’s defence, gave a few sympathetic shivers, as though recalling
something from his own life, and discharged the man, saying a wife had no right
to put her cold feet on her husband. Little wonder Chicago husbands are
rejoicing, not only from the view of personal comfort, but also from the fact
that another supposedly woman’s right has turned out to be a woman’s wrong.
Judge Crowe should be given a high place on the tree of fame for so ably
defending man’s “caws.”
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Gungawamp’s
Standard
Hank
Stubbs – What’s your idee uv hard cider, Bige?
Bige
Miller – Waal, any coder thet ain’t froze into solid junk ain’t none too hard
fur me.
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A Rural Critic
Artist(sketching)
– “Art is long, and time is fleeting,” my friend.
Farmer
– Waal, I ain’t much uv a jedge of picters, but it strikes me your quotation
order be t’other way round.
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Jan. 5, 1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
On to Pittsburg
Bonci,
the Boston grand opera tenor, explains that he couldn’t see his way clear to
got to Pittsburgh with the rest of Mr. Russell’s luminaries, disappointing a large
number of Pittsburghers who had purchased seats for the opera. Bonci’s reason is
a novel one, and if we were in the habit of making jokes we would say that most
people who go there find it difficult to see their way clear after reaching
Pittsburgh, but as we are engaged in a more serious occupation we refrain from
seizing the rare opportunity for levity.
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Uncle Ezra Says:
“The
world believes in ‘give an’ take,’ but ‘take’ is in the majorerty.”
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The Human Manuscript
The
poet forwarded his contribution to the editor of a well known magazine. It was
not a poem, nor was it a story, it was a request for the hand of his daughter,
she who had frequently listened to his soul-poems, with throbbing heart and
uplifted eyes. The editor, unfortunately, had never been under the spell, and
replied as follows:
Dear
Sir: Your contribution duly received and entered. We regret to say that you are
unavailable, not because you are lacking in merit, but partly because we are
overstocked with similar material, and mainly because you do not meet the
requirements of our present needs, and rather than keep you pigeon-holed indefinitely
we return you herewith, as it frequently happens that an article unsuited to
the requirements of one editor may easily come within the scope of another.
Regretting that we haven’t time for more extended personal criticism, and
hoping you will favor us at some future date with an article more suited to our
present policy we are, most obediently yours,
THE
EDITOR.
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Hub Reasoning
Pa
– You are old enough now to be ashamed to take a whipping from me!
Boy
– Following out your theory, pa, you are old enough now to be ashamed to expect
me to take a whipping from you.
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Summing Up
Pro
– Beg pardon, old man, but what did you say your orator’s names is?
Con
– Windmere, Windmere.
Pro
– Excuse me, but the name should be transposed.
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Jan. 6, 1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
The
Whipped Cream Puff
(Twenty-seven
cases of ptomaine poisoning, all but one traceable to the eating of cream puffs
or chocolate éclairs, have been discovered in Syracuse, N.Y.)
O, O, what
startling news are these!
What shall mi-lady do?
Pray, let us hope,
by all that’s great,
This message isn’t true!
What joy is left
for maiden fair,
How could she find enough
To eat, alas! were
she to pass
The dainty whipped-cream puff?
O, what would
birthday party be,
Or dinner matinee,
Without the
chocolate éclair,
Or creamy puff display?
O, take away the
chop and steak,
Cut out the pork and bean,
But baker man, do
all you can
To keep the cream puff clean!
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Uncle Ezra Says:
“Ev’ry
man hez one chance, mebbie, but the chances he don’t hev would fill a mighty
big book.”
______
The Answer
“Show
us why the treasury department sent vessels to search for John Jacob Astor’s
seagoing yacht some weeks ago,” demands the House committee on expenditures.
The answer is so easy we hate to print it: “To try to locate it, gentlemen.”
For further information on the subject address the Jocosity bureau of
information.
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Musings of the
Office Boy
When
I ast the boss fur a raise he lifted his eyebrows.
Ev’ry
time I try to make good I seem to get in bad.
Life
ain’t all peaches and cream; some of it is lemons and skim milk.
I
was told to get here earlier mornings; it must have been so the others could
come later.
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Cheerful Comment
A
white rhino and “1912”?
“If
I am elected mayor of Boston,” etc.
New
Hampshire bakers are good “raisers.”
Somebody’s
candidacy is a joke, but whose?
If
we could can some of that zero weather for next July, but we can’t.
Here’s
hoping there will never be any race suicide as far as the “old elm” is
concerned.
Now
that the toy pistol has become more deadly than the real one, it behooves
fathers and sons to swap off.
Everything
appears to go in waves. Just now it is loot being returned by thieves. May the
wave be a high roller.
To
be sure, New York is going to cut corns free, but it will cost us $10 to get
over there and back.
Beverly
has been a costly place ever since it started in as a summer Capitol. Cost
43000 to remove the last snow. Time was they let it stay put.
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Literary Values
Hank
Stubbs – Amos Green says he ketched his boy readin’ them dime novels.
Bige
Miller – Even at that the boy’s forty cents ahead uv them who read the
fifty-centers.
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The
Airship Man
When the sky is full of snow,
When the winds of winter blow,
When
the world is lost in whiteness to the frozen upper span,
When
the night is deep and black,
And you cannot see the track,
How’d
you like to take the chances of the
Air
ship
man?
When it’s zero down below,
And it’s more than that we know,
Half
a mile above the housetops where ‘twould freeze an empty can,
When you couldn’t, though you’d try,
Dodge an iceberg in the sky,
How’d
you like to swap positions with the
Air
ship
man?
____________
Jan. 7, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Uncle Ezra Says:
“”When
a man says he’d ruther be right than be preserdunt, he orter state which one.”
______
The “Old Boston Elm”
Once
more has a “pretender” been stripped of glory. This time it is the “Old Boston
Elm,” which has been “Copenhagened.” If the poor old tree has any proofs that
it is a descendant of the original, doubtless it has them buried in a cache somewhere
around its roots. Anyway, the committee of investigation, namely, the New
England Historic Genealogic Society, has examined its records and pronounces it
a faker. Inasmuch as there is an iron fence around it it will be impossible for
the tree to get away, and therefore it will have to stand the scorn and
criticism of indignant Bostonians, as well as that of countless tourists.
______
Cheerful Comment
There’s
a hitch in the Rhode Island hitchery.
Let
well enough alone; that is what the ex-explorer is doing.
Who
gave Mayor Gaynor the mitten? Not the voters of New York City.
Literary
and sporting circles want to know what happened to the Watson-Le Gallienne
mill?
Was
the tech student trying to corner the egg market, or make business for his
family physician?
On
a recent wet day a man on Boylston street turned to look at a woman passing and
stepped into a deep puddle and wet his feet. Mora’: It is safer to look through
a store window.
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Jealousy of the Flowers
The rose is red,
The violet’s blue
Because the rose
Costs more – ‘tis true!
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Musings of the
Office Boy
If
most men got paid for overtime dey’d be docked.
Talk
is cheap, but does anybody ever get paid for keepin’ still?
Competition
may be de life of trade, but it also helps to keep me from getting’ a raise.
My
boss has a sign on his desk which says, “Keep Smilin’,” den he asts me w’at de I’m grinin’ fer!
______
Scenic Hay
Maud
Muller in a rural play was very busy raking hay. White paper is so high, you
know, that scenic hay costs less than snow. – Lancaster (Ohio) Examiner. Still,
scenic hay must be quite high, although it may be very good, for lots of hay is
used, you know, concocting Chewitt Breakfastfood. – Washington Herald. And then
again this scenic hay does double duty in the play. For when ‘tis stacked
against the wall the pony ballet eats it all. – Cleveland Plain Dealer. And we
have heard that scenic hay os often used another way, for stuffed in stockings
long and quaint it makes legs seem like what they ain’t. – Houston Post.
But
if it’s true they use this hay on stuffing stockings, as you say, we hate to
write it, but alas! Young men, and old, keep off the grass.
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Isn’t He Plenty?
“It
is neither good wheeling nor good sledding,” grumbled the man with the
pessimistic cut.
“Why
worry?” queried the man who enjoys life, “you’re afoot aren’t you?”
____________
Jan. 8, 1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
The
Nail
Some people when
they hit the nail,
They hit it on the head;
And some are
always sure to fail,
And hit elsewhere instead.
Some look not
where they wish to strike,
By other thoughts are lead;
They do not hit
where they would like,
They fail to hit the head.
Some look too
close, and then are blind,
Too many heads they see;
The single one
they have in mind
Becomes one, two and three.
You e’er must
gauge your eye as well
As hand; then feel no dread
But that your
every blow will tell,
You’ll hit it on the head.
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Uncle Ezra Says:
“A
joke ain’t no joke when it’s took serious.”
______
Sporting Note
A
deep crimson color, spread over town at night under certain conditions, becomes
a dark brown one the following morning.
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The Query Box
Dear
Sir – When a man slips, does he slip up or down? – Victim.
It depends altogether where he lands. If he finishes on the ground he slips
down, but if his momentum carries him to the roof of a second-story building
then he slips up. (No charge.)
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Pavement
Philosophy
Lots
of the world’s linen is cotton.
Somebody
else can take your medicine, but ‘twon’t cure you.
Take
plenty of time, but not that which belongs to others.
Back-biting
is a sure way to make friends for your enemies.
If
you have any idea of separating from your life partner, divorce it.
Some
people who wouldn’t stand on ceremony will stand on other peoples’ corns.
The
average man isn’t much on the “give and take,” when it comes to advice.
The
man who has too many irons in the fire will soon run out of coal.
Do
great things for yourself, and the best way to do that is for others.
______
Two Quatrains
(Contributed.)
REMEMBERED
IN VAIN.
Ah, what can
restore us the joys that have vanished,
And give us them back as dear as they were?
Remembrance is
poor, they are exiled and banished,
The last rose of our love breathes only of
myrrh.
TWO
POINTS OF VIEW
On the mother’s
breast the babe reposes,
Unconscious prince of life in paradise;
All its bliss
around his lips of roses,
All its woe foreshadowed in her eyes.
H. A.
KENDALL.
Somerville.
______
Reward
Life has many
Ups and downs;
A few more crosses
Than of crowns.
Don’t be gloomy,
Right endures;
If you’re worthy
You’ll get yours.
____________
Jan. 9, 1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
The
Meanest Man
There’s
the man who tells you stories,
And
the man who steals your glories,
There’s
the man who treats you finely, but behind your back will talk,
There’s
the man who whines for pity,
But
the meanest in the city
Is
the fellow who refuses to put ashes on his walk.
There’s
the man who borrows money
With
his promises of honey,
There’s
the man who drinks the contents, while he lets you smell the cork;
But
the man who ought to suffer
Is
the inhumanic duffer
Who
has ashes in his cellar, but won’t put ‘em on his walk.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Mebbie
it ain’t perlite to look a gift hoss in the mouth, but if you don’t you’re apt
to git one that can’t eat hay.”
______
Cheerful Comment
Sure,
let Boston throw out its (water) front.
With
the January Thaw comes further news from Matteawan.
Prospecting
for gold in New York City is not without its dangers.
Striking
a Boston Elevated conductor isn’t much of a hit financially.
If
you are keeping a diary don’t fix it over before submitting it to your friends.
______
Musing of the
Office Boy
We
keep two boxes of cigars on tap, one for buyers and one for sellers.
Dey
ain’t much in a name w’en ev’rybody calls you something; different.
I
ain’t no financier, but it strikes me dat feet on de desk won’t bring business.
De
stenog has two names: one when de boss’s wife drops in, an’ another when she
ain’t around.
______
Unlucky Bruin
Shades
of “Natty Rumpo,” “Kit Carson,” and “Dan’l Boone!” Not to mention a hundred and
one other “b’ar” hunters. Jose Valdez, a New Mexico nimrod, has the reputation
of having recently killed 13 bears in less than one hour, and Jose remarks
incidentally that it wasn’t much of a day for bears, either. Yet, in spite of
feats like the above coming to light occasionally, you will hear people say
that bear hunting isn’t what it used to be. As a matter of fact, it isn’t; it’s
better. Did any of your old boyhood heroes kill 13 bears inside an hour? We guess
not. The only thing about this report that makes us skeptical is the number “13.”
We with it had been either 12 or 14; however, we won’t let the difference of
one figure shake our faith. Thirteen is, generally speaking, called an unlucky
number, in this case very likely more unlucky for the poor bears than anybody
else.
______
The Aftermath
Adown the narrow
city streets
Now day by day we see
The stolid ashmen
carting off
The barren Christmas
tree.
The fair, white
page, so lately turned,
Is spotted now with red and black;
Figures won’t lie,
so we’ve resolved
To write no more, but turn it back.
______
Airship Land for
Sale
The
following was sent to the editor of the Gungawamp Advocate for its advertising
columns, but the editor was so pleased with its fine English, and its
up-to-dateness that he decided to use it editorially:
To
whom it may concern and Wilbur Wright, and others: I understand from the papers
that airship builders are having no end of trouble to get enough open land in
any one place to start their airships. I hereby announce that I have got 47
acres of open upland, where there is always a good breeze if you want it, and
there ain’t no breeze if you don’t want it, that would make a ideal place for
starting airships. It would also be a good place for their finish. There is a
good wood road that leads up to it, and away again. There is lots of grass
which is mostly moss on the field, so that a man would be safe in taking a long
fall. I will rent this spot cheap by the year, or sell it cheaper still
outright. I also have board to sell for them who want to stay indefinite. Any one
interested in the above please address
GABRIEL PERKINS
Box
1, Gungawamp, Ct.
____________
Jan. 10, 1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
No Money in Poetry
(Jocosities,
Dec. 31, 1909.)
Friend Joe:
You know
Not long ago
You said that po-
Etry for “dough”
Would never pay;
It may be so
(You ought to
know.)
But I can say –
All said and done –
I get more fun
From reading verse
Than anyone
Can e’er rehearse.
I read it all,
Of every zone
And climb
Parnassus
To its Cone!
Melrose. T. F.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“It’s
a fine thing to have so many workin’ for the workin’ man, on’y in some cases
they are workin’ the workin’ man.
______
Cheerful Comment
Whirlwind
campaigns suggest warm air.
Anyway,
the “steely” dinner rhymes with “Seely” dinner.
If
the youngsters are not careful their dads will have to revise coasting.
Gorky,
dying, is working like a horse, determined to die in the harness.
All
some of them will have left will be a political smile, and even that will be
gone.
Mr.
Roosevelt as a “peace leader?” Well, it takes a good fighter to keep the peace
sometimes.
The
real shake one gets after an election is a direct descendant of the handshake
before election.
Pittsburg
is not ready for grand opera. A musical friend unkindly remarks that the steel
city is still in the dark ages.
______
Political Couplet
O, the sorrow
Of tomorrow!
______
Harry’s
Impersonators
“Harry
Lauder must be a changeable fellow.”
“Why
so?”
“I’ve
seen a dozen correct imitations of him and they’ve all been different.”
______
Theoretically, Yes
“Pa?”
“What?”
“If
all the candidates should be elected then would the city be saved four times?”
______
In Doughland
New
Hampshire bakers have decided to raise, among other things, the price of bakery
penny goods to be 12 cents straight, not more three loaves of bread for a
quarter, and holes in the morning doughnut to be increased. These are the three
articles mentioned in the raising, but no doubt all the others follow
proportionately. Jocosity has always felt an interest in the bakery business, and
to show that he is in sympathy with the movement he submits a few suggestions
whereby the New Hampshire bakers might further protect the lives of the
ultimate consumers by eating less of their bakery. Few of us nowadays know what
we are eating; if. in fact, we are eating anything, and to go a step further in
“mixing it up” for the public, would only be a move in the direction we are
going. A cheap grade of varnish, mixed with hayseed, could be used for all
kinds of jam. Old straw matting cut in strips and treated with jam and powdered
sugar would make a cheaper rolled jelly cake. Speed up the bread kneader and
make larger bubbles in the loaves. Discarded wire hair rats covered with a thin
layer of dough could be fashioned into very tempting looking doughnuts.
Discarded automobile tires run through a universal meat chopper would make
excellent filling for mince pies. Finally ground peanut shells, mixed with a
little flour and water, would make a excellent stock jumble at half the present
price. We might go on indefinitely, but think this should suffice for the first
batch.
______
Looking for Work
“I’m
afraid I shall have to leave your employ,” said the shipping clerk, sadly.
“Why,
what is the matter?” asked the astonished employer, “is the work too hard for
you? If so, I’ll give you a helper.”
“Oh,
no sir, it isn’t that; it’s because it’s too easy.”
“Too
easy?” repeated the merchant, “I don’t understand!”
“Yes,
sir; you see; before I came here I ran my own business and did the work of
three men, and worked 16 hours out of the 24, and if I stay here I’m afraid I
will lose all my ambition and taste for work.”
____________
Jan. 11, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Ef
you think twice afore you speak you are apt to save yourself a lot uv
unnecessary conversation.”
______
For General Use
Mr.
is elected,
As ev’ryone must know;
We’ve
no sarcastic comment
Except – “we told you so!”
______
Cheerful Comment
It’s
all plain enough, after it happens.
“All
over,” and “all in,” but one; he’s out, but will be in.”
After
all, it is the voter who makes the most telling speech.
The
new Salem mayor is making good – his first promise.
Skating
is good in many places, including many sidewalks.
Hint
for a great poem: “Listen, my children, and you shall hear of the great campaign
of yesteryear,” etc.
If
you should see some strange lights in the sky any night this week don’t be
alarmed, it will very likely be Tillinghast making a little side trip out to
Los Angeles and back.
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
“Still
water runs deep,” but dey’s always plenty o’ good divers.
W’en
in doubt, wait till de boss tells you a second time – you’ll know w’at he means
den all right.
Don’t
say anyt’ing to de boss dis week; he not only lost his vote, but a good-sized
wad besides.
W’at’s
de use fer a stenog’ to know how to spell w’en de boss is so willin’ ter look
up de words fer her in de dictionary?
______
Wireless
to the Jungle
(“C. Q. D.,” Old form.)
There are so many
questions,
Aye, questions of import,
So many things to
settle
Of every hue and sort,
That many wish “B.
Tumbo”
Would leave the lion’s track;
Would leave the
dig-dig digging,
And come on hot foot back.
O warrior bold and
mighty,
O,\ hunter tried and true!
We’re in a peck of
trouble,
And feel the need of you.
Insurgents are
uprising,
Pinchot is on the rack;
You are the great
umpire,
O, Tumbo, hurry back!
And then, O mighty
nimrod,
Provisions are so high!
Fresh eggs are
scarce at “sixty,”
We’ve had to cut out pie.
‘Tis you alone can
save us,
Oh, let the kiyack yack,
And let the
wig-wig wiggle –
O, “Tumbo,” hurry back!
______
The Query Box
Dear
Jocosity: The papers say that Halley’s comet has a tail 10 minutes long. Now in
the name of all that’s humorous, how long is a 10-minute comet tail? I WONDER.
So do we. When we went to school they didn’t measure comets’ tails or horses’
tails by minutes, they measured ‘em by rods, yards, foots and inches, according
to whether they were of the bob order or full length. If the astonomers measure
this particular comet’s by the time it takes to pass a given point, and the
comet is travelling several millions of miles a minute, then the tail must be
about the length of those written by the old writers. This is about all the
light we can shed upon this narrative at this writing.
____________
Jan. 12, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Sometimes
the wicked stand in slipp’ry places so it will be hard for anybuddy to git near
‘em”
______
Fishing Note
Reports
from St. John’s, N. F., are most satisfying. It is stated that the totals of
the American herring fisheries will be far and away above the average. This
will be especially pleasing to people who dote on the large American sardine.
______
Cheerful Comment
Hope
nothing but records will be broken at Los Angeles.
If
you haven’t your speech well in hand try two hands on it.
The
new Gretna Green isn’t letting any grass grow under its feet.
Probably
that 6-year old egg discovered in Milford had no difficulty in proving itself.
That
man charged with the theft of 43,200 shoe laces had altogether too many strings
to his shoe.
Pray
be calm; the recall of the Spanish minister to Washington is not to be followed
by a declaration of war.
“William
Dubers” of Montreal is a woman who has passed for a man for over 35 years,
working as a deck hand. Still they say a woman can’t keep a secret!
Mr.
Cherry Kearton, the famous English bird and animal photographer, says that Col.
Roosevelt is in real danger in the land of rhino and sitatunga. Cherry may know
the dangers of Africa, but he doesn’t know our man behind the gun, evidently.
Four
revenue cutters have been sent out to look for the steam lighter Columbia,
which left New York Dec. 24 last year. As the Columbia belongs to a private
company, we shall expect to see a protest from the House committee on expenditures,
a la John Jacob Aster.
______
The Difference
He
caught a very little cold,
It was the grip, he’d tell;
But
when he caught the grip he thought
He’d got a grip on – something awful!
______
Also Ran
(Contributed.)
A
skipper of Nantucket
Went forth to seek the whale;
He
cruised about for three long years,
Saw neither fin nor tail.
“I
didn’t git no ile,” said he,
“But had a fust rate sail!”
J. A. T.
______
Climbing the
Ladder
“Young
man, I am proud to say that I began at the very foot of the ladder,” said the
merchant, throwing out his chest.
“Dat’s
right, sir,” said the blunt applicant, “an’ I’ve heard me father say as how
your father paid all your automobile an’ other bills while you was climbin’ the
ladder.”
______
Times Have Changed
“Man
wants but little here below,”
Philosophers agree;
But
a little, I say,
As
things go today,
Means quite a lot, you see.
____________
Jan. 13, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
The
Perfect Man
In all this mighty
human span
Where will you
find the perfect man?
The man whom you
would trust with all
Your loved,
hard-earned collateral?
The man you’ve
learned to love so well
You love him more
than tongue can tell?
The man who leads
the ideal van,
Where will you
find this perfect man?
Shake not your
head, we do insist
This perfect man
does now exist.
You’ll find him
near, you’ll find him far,
Wherever human
beings are.
And point him out
to you we can,
This really ideal,
perfect man.
You meet him every
day, alas,
When you consult the
looking glass!
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Ef
people on’y knew one another they might like one another a hull lot better, or
not ha’f so well.”
______
Those Wright Boys
The
Wright brothers, Orville and Wilbur, are in town, stopping at the Touraine.
They will be watched closely, and if they are seen stealing from the hotel at
night, with mysterious bundles under their arms, we may take it for granted
they are here to ascend into the frosty ether to try to catch Tillinghast with
the goods. Everybody look up!
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
De
boss says bus/ness is pickin’ up; it’s mine.
Good
service brings its own reward – if you go after it.
Where
a few are gathered together there’s nothin’ doin’ in the work line.
I
thought the sign, “This is Our Busy Day” was meant for callers, till de boss
called my attention to it forcibly.
______
Cheerful Comment
Perhaps
Paladino could raise the “Yankee.”
Lots
of good heat goes up in smoke.
To
be a high-flyer now in Los Angeles one must fly higher.
A
$5000,000 fish wharf looks like some good Fridays.
Chattanooga,
Tenn., now has an airship on its eyebrow.
Judge
Landis goes the limit in fines, from $29,000,000 to 1 cent.
It
would be interesting to know just how many are working up a barefoot dance
sensation.
When
cotton drops $3.50 per bale it can’t be said to be “all wool and a yard wide”
for somebody.
Pittsburg
anglers ought to know that it takes a most brilliant bait to catch the human
goldfish.
A
Washington street man remarked that it was fine sleighing out in the country,
speaking particularly of Cambridge.
Girls,
if you don’t get your annual valentine it will probably be because the fire in
the Worcester valentine factory got it.
______
Helping Pa Out
Suitor
– If your parents are willing we should marry, why do you wish to elope?
Maiden
– Well, you see, Charles, pa has just invented an automobile attachment which
he calls the “elopement preventer,” and wants to try it in real life, and, if
it works all right, he’ll get a fortune for his patent.
______
Heard at the Poultry
Show
First
Hen – Why does a cat cross the street?
Second
Hen – To play “puss in the corner” on the “milky way.”
(Chorus:
“Ca-daw-cut! Ca-daw-cut!!”)
____________
Jan. 14, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Uncle Ezra Says:
“A
man shouldn’t be sech a cheerful giver thet he’ll put himself in the hands uv a
ready receiver.”
______
His Trade Mark
Gone
A
Russian emigrant woman who landed in New York a few days ago refused to
acknowledge her supposed husband because during his four years residence in
this country he had parted with his luxuriant growth of whiskers. If she
continues to hold fast to her present belief, that the man who met her is an
imposter, she will be deported and the disappointed, smooth-faced husband will
avoid everything in the semblance of a razor and let his old likeness crop out
again. Most women would admire the change, but this poor peasant woman is
unused to such barefaced frivolities.
______
Cheerful Comment
The
Young Men’s Courage Association!
Paladino
would make a great airship ballast.
Anyway,
it will be a beardless administration.
Isn’t
there a parasite somewhere to cope with the eloping bug?
The
bricklayers have $325,000, and not a dollar of it in gold bricks, either.
One
reason for the increased cost of living is because most people are bound to
live costlier.
A
$75,000 Common pavilion? A pavilion costing that amount would be exceedingly
uncommon.
Wouldn’t
it be awful if the girls’ strike in New York should put an end to the
never-fit, button-in-the-back shirtwaist?
______
Many Misfits
The ones who wait
for dead men’s shoes
(They say the number is not small)
Find, by and by,
when such men die,
They cannot fill the shoes at all!
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
A
girl can’t do much typewritin’ and fasten barrettes all the time.
How
can a feller stand up fer his rights when he’s been convinced he ain’t got any?
The
boss told me to let his half-burnt cigars alone. It was a wild waste of words.
I
heard the stenog’ say that the difference between a box o’ chocolates and a
bunch o’ violets is that one appeals to the taste and the other to the eye, but
both could be enjoyed at the same time.
______
Brand New Fruit
Winsted,
Ct., has a new apple known to fancy fruit raisers in that section as the “Hen”
apple. Perhaps “hen fruit” would be a better name, but since eggs have been
known more or less by that appellation for a long time, it became necessary
that another name be found for the discovery, even though it proved less
appropriate. It seems that a Winsted
farmer missed one of his prized hens, supposing she had been stolen. A month or
so later, while passing an old apple tree, he heard suspicious “peepings” over
his head, and looking up to where a decayed limb had fallen off, he beheld
biddy’s head protruding from the hollow trunk, and further investigation
disclosed a brood of husky apples, or rather chicks, performing stunts upon the
old hen’s back. The farmer doesn’t wish to be known as a chicken fancier, nor
yet a grafter, but considers he has a graft in the future of this hen and her
chicks. He concludes that his hen is half bird, and that apples, or rather
eggs, from the apple tree in question will be eagerly sought by fanciers who
wish to cross the two kinds of “hen fruit” and thus elevate the horticultural
and chicken business to a high standard.
______
Polite by Instinct
A
little boy living not more than a half-hour’s journey from Beacon Hill was
saying his prayers a few nights since. He began: “Please, God, bless mamma and
grandma – you know the ladies always come first.”
______
The
Bee-Line
Why doth the
little busy bee
Improve each shining hour
By gathering honey
all the day
From ev’ry opening flower?
Why does he? Well,
he doesn’t, see?
He’s busy days like these
At keeping warm by
stealing heat
From all the other bees.
____________
Jan. 15, 1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Which
Firm Are You In?
Do you belong to
“Grin & Bearit,”
The firm that is sure to rise?
Or are you
concerned with “Flunk and Tumble,”
The one that so quickly dies?
The tough old firm
of “Grin and Bearit”
Is built of the real old stuff;
But the weaker
firm of “Flunk and Tumble”
Goes out with a simple puff.
“Grin and Bearit”
are wisely founded,
Keen-eyed with the strength of youth;
Built on the rock
of honor; their slogan
Is determination and truth.
Get out of the
firm of “Flunk and Tumble,”
It savors of dire distress;
Get into the firm
of “Grin and Bearit,”
And grow to a great success.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Bargain
hunters seem bound to git a bag full uv game regardless uv how much ammernition
they use.”
______
Pavement
Philosophy
Of
slang making there is no end.
If
you are in bad, make a good get out.
Practice
what you preach or change preachers.
Violets
under the snow are much less expensive.
Some
political figures are merely figures of speech.
The
man who tries to paint the town red has nothing great or new in a color scheme.
The
only occasion some men realize their true size is when they get close to a
giant.
Some
don’t realize there’s no place like home till they get locked out everywhere
else.
Perhaps
it is the fear that the good really do die young that so many people persist in
being bad.
Sowing
wild oats would be a little more excusable if the average young man wouldn’t
leave it for his father to do the weeding out.
The
only thing in the thought that “every day will be Sunday by and by” that
appeals to some men is the possibility that there will be a chance for a good,
long sleep.
______
The Coasters
(Contributed.)
In the frosty
moonlight
(Shins by fireside toasting)
See I lively young
Olympians
Hilariously coasting!
That’s imp
Hercules, Homeric
Hound, I know him;
He’s no
Yankeelander,
But the god of ancient poem.
Yonder flashes
handsome Paris,
(Helen snug beside him)
Challenging the
lads of Troy
For a wagon to outride him.
All the youth of
song and story,
Rosy and mirth-frantic,
See I coasting in
their glory –
In my dream romantic.
Pleased am I to
feign romance
In this land prosaic;
Weaving all these
flying shadows
Into dreams mosaic.
H. A. KENDALL.
Somerville.
______
The Financial Sieve
I do not like to
break a bill,
O, truth so truly spoken!
It is so short a
time until
I find that I am broken.
______
The Serpent’s
Tongue
He
(sighing) – Only the good die young.
She
– You’re the healthiest looking specimen I’ve seen since that physical culture
professor lectured here.
____________
The Social Question
(Prof.
F. G. Peabody in “The Approach to the Social Question.”)
There
are many social problems, but one social question. There are many diversities
of operations, but one spirit. There are many social forces, but there is one
social energy. The last word of social science – as of the natural world – the confession
of the unity of the world. Here is the rational ground of courage in social
action. Any stroke of service dealt at any point may have its effect in forms
of social action which appear completely detached or remote. Disconnected and
apparently fruitless efforts for social amelioration find their justification
the conservation of social energy.
____________
Jan. 16, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
A
Call to the Wild
I know the boys
are fishin’
On “Lizzard Crick” today;
It makes me fall
to wishin’
That I was fur away,
Away from town an’
hurry
Where people are so thick;
Away from work an’
worry,
A-fishin’ on the “Crick”.
I know the fish
are bitin’
On “Lizzard Crick” today;
The weather is
invitin’,
The hills are soft an’ gray.
The air has got a
feelin’
That pick’rel fishers know,
An’ through my
soul comes stealin’
A hankerin’ to go.
The camp-fire’s
bright an’ snappy
Upon ol’ “Lizzard’s” shore;
The boys are warm
an’ happy
While spinnin’ yarns galore.
It makes me fall
to wishin’
My work was on the shelf,
An’ I could steal
off fishin’,
An’ spin a yarn myself!
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Lots
uv these ‘pay as they go’ people are most allus found to home, ‘ceptin’ when
the walkin’ is good.”
______
Transportation
Provided For
“Every
little helps,” said the absent-minded genius. “Even if the employees of the Boston
Elevated didn’t get but 60 cents a week raise, it would just about pay their
car fares from day to day.”
______
Shoo, Shoo,
Raymond!
If
the barefoot craze should spread beyond the stage in the same proportion that
it has behind the footlights, the shoe factories throughout the country would
have to be converted into places for the manufacture of peek-a-boo Greek
costumes, and the shoemakers would have to peg away at something less
profitable. Here’s hoping the everyday world won’t “Duncanize.”
______
Cheerful Comment
Provisions
are still aviating.
Did
you listen to your “Cousin Caruse”?
Plenty
of good material for the January thaw.
Also
an abundance of inspiration for “beautiful snow” poets.
The
Wright brothers don’t believe in going up in the air over trifles.
Sweets
to the suite “higher up” in the big sugar trust block.
When
private secretaries lose faith, whoever shall have any? Poor Lonsdale!
Mr.
Graynor shouldn’t be allowed to wander around promiscuously without a chaperon.
“What’s
the use?” asks the weather man. “in giving the people a good, respectable
snowstorm when they go and shovel it all away?”
If
the stories concerning artist Christy and his models are true he can hardly be
said to be a model artist.
A
good way to make farming pay would be to mortgage the old place and buy some
International Harvester stock.
The
cause of the falling of the ceiling at the Brighton telephone exchange has been
discovered. It did not result, as was generally supposed, from the explosion of
a disgruntled subscriber, but from the explosion of a boiler the day before in
the same building. But perhaps the boiler couldn’t get a good connection!
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
All
work and no play makes Jack a poor boy.
A
cheerful “good mornin’” makes a more cheerful all day.
De
boss says talk is cheap, an’ that whistlin’ is worth about half as much.
If
you stay too long in one place you either own it or else de firm owns you.
______
Where Is He?
(Contributed.)
“Oh,
the snow, the beautiful snow!”
It’s
coming and going we all do know.
But
where, O where. did the poet go?
If
he where sweet flowers do ever grow?
Or
is he in Dante’s vast below
Flicking
off flakes of a fiery snow?
Or
is he where Afric sand-storms blow,
For
the nerve he had, and the sand to show,
When
he sang to us all, “O, beautiful snow”?
Melrose. T.
F.
____________
Jan. 17, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
The
Snow Man
You’ve seen the
snow man in the yard?
How stiff and white he stands!
He is a monstrous,
lifeless hulk,
Built up with childish hands.
He serves a
purpose, in a way,
And yet how short his life;
He either melts
some later day,
Or tumbles in the strife.
Don’t be a snow
man in the yard,
A useless hunk of white;
Don’t be so full
of nothingness
You can’t put up a fight.
Don’t be a front
yard ornament,
Though pleasing to the eye;
The snow man melts
and runs away,
And leaves no memory!
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Health
experts tell us what to eat, but they don’t tell us how to git it.”
______
Grateful to
Fashion
Table
etiquette says we must spoon our soups with a motion towards the opposite side
of the plate from where we sit. It is most fortunate that fashion doesn’t
decree we shall sip our soup from the opposite side of our spoon.
______
Moving with
Caution
Employer
– You have an excellent chance to grow up with the business, young man, and
make something of yourself; it’s all up to you.
Boy
– I’d like de job all right, mister, but if you don’t mind, I’d just as lief
stay at de bottom. You see, sir, O’m just a little leery about bein’ one o’ dem
fellers “higher up.”
______
Food for the
Nerves
______
Some
think that excitement is pleasure,
A fact that we all should deplore;
Like
the drug of the East, if we’d corral a feast,
We have to take more and more.
______
Cheerful Comment
Tidal
waves are anything but tied.
One-handed
drivers are in great demand in the suburbs.
Mayor
Howard of Salem knocked, but they were not opened unto him.
We
doubt very much that the new African explorer will allow any of the “rose
garland” business.
In
springtime the average boy beside the fishing pool has the hookworm as well as
the angleworm.
A
dispatch says it cost a Pawtucket man $435 to see New York. He must have seen
just the ordinary places.
Whether
a hug and a kiss are worth $25, as paid by a Winchendon man recently, depends
upon the size of one’s income, as well as on the quality of the girl.
______
Duly Warned
“He
certainly has the touch of the old poets.”
“In
that case I shall always manage not to have any available change with me.”
______
Something
for You to Try
There are people
who call when you are ill,
With wonderful things that cure;
If you have an
ache or serious break,
They’ve a remedy quick and sure.
You have a good
doctor? O, yes, they know,
But doctors sometimes let you die;
They know of a
cure that is harmless and sure,
And urge you so strongly to try.
Perchance you are
broken in cash instead –
You’re well, but financially ill,
You have fought
and bled till you haven’t a red,
And know not that ever you will!
Do they question
your doctor’s ability?
Do they fear he will let you die?
Do they come with
a cure that is harmless and sure?
Have they something for you to try?
______
Dumpson Speaks
Again
“The
face reflects the character within.” said the cheerful philosopher.
“And,
in the face of it all, the women continue to wear heavier veils and more of
them,” declared the cynic, looking out upon the crowded thoroughfare.
______
A Yellow Feeling
First
chauffeur – What was the matter with your boss this morning – sort of car sick?
Second
chauffeur – I think the doctor called it something like automobillious.
______
As He Saw It
“Well,
I don’t know; the critics say she has danced her way into fame on her merits
alone.”
“I
don’t understand it, since her merits are so infernally slim.”
____________
Jan. 18, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
A
Little More
A little more work,
A little more mon’;
A little less
time,
A little less fun.
A little more
work,
A little more wealth;
A little less
sleep,
A little less health.
A little more work,
A little more gain;
A little less
sense,
A little more pain.
A little more work,
A little more save;
A little break-up,
A little big grave.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Eternal
vigilance is the price uv havin’ so much money thet ev’rybuddy in the world
knows about it.”
______
Society Note
One-half
the world finds out how the other half lives as soon as the other half starts
divorce proceedings.
______
Cheerful Comment
Anyway,
the slush helps out conversation.
“H-a-rr-i-g-a-n,”
that’s Ed., has the g-r-i-p-p-e.
To
whom will Uncle Joe rise and say: “My seat, please?”
The
“Enterprise” has gone the way of many large enterprises.
No
one is particularly envious of the “Christy girl” nowadays.
Probably
a large percentage of the Clevelandites who have foresworn meat keep hens, or
else their neighbors do.
Richard
Harding Davis, the novelist, is now a sheriff in Westchester county, New York.
Even at that he can’t force anybody to read his books.
______
Something New in
Hospitals
Portsmouth,
N. H., is soon to start a hospital for the cure of the blues. It is a great and
noble movement, and worthy of imitation in every city and town in the world.
Methods of treatment are lacking at this early stage of the game, but one
naturally can light upon a few of the features that doubtless will be employed
by the management. In all probability the country will be scoured for doctors
who have considerable ability as humorists. Attendants will be people who are passé as theatrical
comedians or newspaper funny men. All publications, except those humorously
inclined, will be barred, no doubt. Laughing gas will probably be used
exclusively for both cooking and illumination. Straw undervests, for the
purpose of tickling the ribs of the inmates, will be worn largely, and blue as
a color will predominate, so that it will have a counter effect on the
sufferers. Vaudeville performances consisting of all-humorous acts, will be a
feature afternoons and evenings. Any act committed by a guest of the
institution, whether it be pleasing to the management or not, will be given the
“ha-ha!” and “smiles” will be forthcoming whenever they are properly ordered.
Then, as a resort for wifie, who is having a blue evening in waiting for hubby
to come home from the club, we can see great possibilities in such a
proposition. Speed the blue hospital!
______
A Keen Look Ahead
Hank
Stubbs – Goin’ to raise that calf o’ your’n, or put it into veal?
Bige
Miller – Ain’t decided till I know whether them Cleveland folks are goin’ to
give up eatin’ meat or not.
______
Love
(Contributed.)
You ask what is
love?
This much I know well:
It sometimes means
heaven,
But oftener – Well,
Look up a short
word
That ends, double “ll,”
Commencing with “h,”
And rhyming with “well.”
And when you have
found one
I’d like much to know,
If it really means
“love,”
Or otherwise “woe!”
Lynn. ELEANOR L.
______
Scientific and
Literary Light
Miss
Frills – My dear professor, I don’t like to acknowledge my ignorance, but will
you please tell me if Halley’s comet is named after the Hallie of “Listen to
the Mocking Bird” fame?
Prof.
Flite – My dear young lady, if I am not much mistaken the comet is named for Miss Erminie Rives, who wrote
that charming novel, “The Furnace of Heaven.”
______
“Can’t You See I’m Lonely?”
It’s
good for man to be alone,
No matter what they say;
If
he is sitting on a throne,
Or turning new-mown hay.
It’s
good for man to be alone,
A truth known to a few;
It’s
necessary, as is known
By all who’ve work to do.
____________
Jan. 19, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Grocery
Store Farming
“I’ve tried to
make my ol’ farm pay
For all of 30 years or more,
An’ I ain’t wuth
ten cents today,”
Said Enoch Dodge, in Stokes’ store.
Said Enoch Dodge, in Stokes’ store.
“As fur as I kin
see I’m jest
About where I begun, no more;
An’ I hev done my
level best,”
Said Enoch Dodge, in Stokes’ store.
Ame Green was
allus sour as swill,
But allus tried to hit the nail;
He hoped to speak
the truth, but still,
Sometimes, somehow, he seemed to fail.
He said to Enoch,
“Don’t alarm
Yourself ,an’ go to feelin’ sore;
Wust place I know
to run a farm
Is settin’ round a grocery store.”
“That so?” Says
Enoch, bristlin’ mad,
“I hadn’t thought uv that before”;
An’ ev’ry idle
setter had
A waitin’ grin, in Stokes’ store.
“I’ve often
wondered what it was
Made your’n look sol gol-darned poor!”
An’ Ame was drowned
by guffaws
That raised the roof in Stokes’ store.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“The
man who is tryin’ with all his might to look into the future is jest a-hurtin’
his eyesight fur the present.”
______
Literary Note
“Ye
gods!” raved the poet, “if one writes lines that will live one will die one’self!”
and he rushed down to the business section with an acrostic on soap.
______
A Mark of
Distinction
“Why
do doctors wear Van Dyke beards?”
“So
they won’t be mistaken for bankers with side-whiskers.”
______
At Odds
“Did
you say that Lofer is out of a job?”
“No;
I said he is out with his job.”
______
You Needn’t Answer
Haven’t
you ever noticed,
You fellows on the seek,
That
strong drink, if you take it,
Just makes a fellow weak?
______
Cheerful Comment
Spring
poems will soon show their heads.
Why
didn’t Tillinghast fly from Worcester to Beverly and back?
Miss
Marjorie Gould is a true niece of her good old Uncle Sam.
Dr.
Cook is in so many places just now it is difficult to find him at home in any
one of them.
Lots
of people who are to stop eating meat doubtless will choose something more
expensive.
Future
generations will delight in recounting how a deer broke the bank of Ware.
Maud
Allen says she will never dance “Salome” in this country unless it’s by special
request. Here’s one!
Sometimes
the difference between two candidates is shown by the fact that one is feted
while the other is defeated. (!!)
Oftentimes
when people tell you they have had a “corking” time, they should put on the “un”
attachment.
______
Fine Material
Everywhere
“O,
John, the baby dropped my toothbrush out of the window this morning, and by and
by the janitor brought it up to me.”
“How
remarkable! What an excellent plot for a musical comedy!”
______
Musings of the Office
Boy
Love
at first sight orter take another look.
Bus’ness
is bus’ness all right, only it always depends on whose ‘tis.
You
can size up the girls in any office by which page of the newspaper they read.
The
boss says a stitch in time saves nine, but he lost the sense of it when I told
him my alarm closk lost a half hour this mornin’.
______
Cold-Hearted
(Contributed.)
All
winter, in his fine Russian sleigh,
He
had taken her sleighing each deigh;
In the spring he proposed,
But the season had closed –
She
was frigid and sent him away.
H. E. F.
____________
Jan. 20, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Pearyitis
We’ll have the
Peary mittens now,
And have the Peary hat;
We’ll have the
Peary pantaloons,
And Peary this and that.
We’ll have the
Peary underwear,
The Peary sock and tie;
We’ll have the
Peary cigarettes,
We’ll have the Peary pie.
We’ll have the
Peary form of speech,
We’ll have the Peary walk;
We’ll have the
Peary picture show,
We’ll have the Peary talk.
We’ll have the
Peary breakfast food,
The Peary soup and hash;
But one thing,
Peary, we can’t get,
And that’s the Peary cash!
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“An
ol’ saw goes all right in public, but not so well in wood.”
______
Magic Bread Yeast
Recently
a New Jersey woman made a batch of bread and put it on the table to rise. It
rose beyond all expectations, upsetting a lamp which fell upon a dog, setting
the dog afire, which in turn fired the house cat, both taking refuge on the
kitchen sofa and setting that afire. It can easily be seen that this particular
kind of skyrocket yeast is not a success in bread raising, but there are many
other things for which it might serve an excellent purpose. A workman’s weekly
envelope might accomplish something for which he has long been looking for.
Aviators might find it a help if used with discretion on their gas tanks. A
pinch of it dropped into the courage department of a man suffering with
toothache might help him on the way to the dentist. Then there’s the mortgage
on the farm, the man who is trying to buy his way into society, the little
twinkling soubrette who is trying to rise to the brilliancy of a great star,
and – O, well, what’s the use, there are a hundred and one things for which so
powerful a raiser could be used.
______
Cheerful Comment
Cleveland
thinks it is meet to meat not.
Ever
notice how the street car heaters “speak out” on a warm day?
Are
the Americans at Los Angeles going to let Paulhan swoop all the honors?
Statistics
show that an unusually large winter divorce crop is being harvested.
Many
a man can go “180 minutes between drinks” if the drink is long enough.
Henry
Clews, the banker, says that high prices will soon mend. That is a good Clew,
Henry.
State
Inspector Reichman of New York says that that city has an annual shortage in
milk aggregating 14,000,000 quarts. And that town almost surrounded by water!
At
last the uplift idea has penetrated the burglar field. Some crooks, after
partaking a wine-flavored repast, visited the laundry on the floor below and
swapped their old linen for new, leaving their soiled cuffs, collars, etc., for
next Monday’s wash.
______
From Stogieland
“Have
a cigar, old man?”
“Ah!
A new arrival over at your house?”
“Yes;
an uncle of mine blew in from Pittsburg last evening.”
______
Doesn’t Want to Be
a Mark
“Once
I thought I would learn to be a chauffeur.”
“Yes?”
“But
now I have changed my mind; I wouldn’t want people pointing at me as I whizzed
by, saying: ‘There goes an heiress chaser!’”
______
Help from the
Outside
“Was
it hard for you to quit smoking?”
“no,
not when my wife once made up her mind to do it.”
____________
Jan. 21, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
A
Beef-Eater’s Nightmare
They say the cost
of living
Is soaring to the sky;
That by and by the
people
To live will have to die.
The milkmen say
the reason
That milk is higher now
Is – well, to put
it plainly,
They blame the poor old cow!
The eggmen say the
biddies
Are loafing on the job;
And so they feel
that really
They’re justified to rob.
The meatmen they
are silent,
Like ev’ry “trust”-ed crook;
But if they blame
the cattle
They’re going to get the hook!
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“The
chief reason thet some folks don’t hatch out a big scheme is becuz they set on
it too long.”
______
Not Wasted
“Now
that she’s to be married, what good is all her education going to do her? She
has studied hard for years and can speak five languages.”
“O,
that part of it is all right; she’ll make splendid use of it. She’s going to be
married in English, travel in French, honeymoon in German, receive in Spanish
and live in Lynn.”
______
Cheerful Comment
Generally
a recount is of no account.
Roosevelt
for speaker? Well, he can talk a little.
Johnson
is also a good fighter with his feet.
Even
Paladino is trying to work the barefoot racket.
Perhaps
the beef trust will soon have something to chew over.
What
did the aviation meet in Los Angeles accomplish toward the uplift of humanity
in general?
So
the demands of the employees of the N. H., N. H. & H., the B. & A, and
the B. & M. got railroaded!
Wouldn’t
it be great if it could always happen that the man who spent the least would
pull the largest vote?
If
we stop eating meat, vegetables will soar; and when we quit vegetables, fish
will jump; and then – well, perhaps meat will drop by that time.
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
It
makes a diffrunce who says, “O, you kid!”
Sometimes
the advice, “Cheer up,” is a soft way of sayin’ “Shut up.”
When
a man asts you to keep tabs on somebody, ask him who he’s got keepin’ tabs on
you.
It’s
tough to have the boss smoke cigarettes all day, then you get blamed for it
when you get home because your clothes smell.
______
“Wooding-up” Days
Dear
Father Jocosity: Your speaking recently of “sawing wood for a living” brought
some painful recollections, with the following result:
A
SONG OF REDEMPTION
(Contributed.)
There’s
a great, big woodpile waitin’
Just outside the kitchen door,
For
my muscle and the buck-saw,
But it needs must wait some more.
For
I’m sittin’ by the fireplace,
While outside the snow-drifts pile,
And
I’m readin’ the newspaper
While a broad and happy smile
Stretches
out my care-seamed visage –
Let the woodpile wait awhile!
Fifty
year I’ve been a-choppin’
And a-sawin’ of them logs;
Fifty
year my back’s been bendin’
Till it’s humped up like a frog’s.
Oh,
how sweet to sit an’ listen
To the crackle and the roar,
While
the woodpile keeps a-waitin’
Just outside the kitchen door,
And
the firelight sheds its beauty
On the clean-swept oaken floor.
Oh,
the dear old blessed woodpile,
Boyhood’s bane and manhood’s snare!
If
it were not for its presence
Life would never have a care.
But
I’ve got the old thing conquered,
Just for this one happy hour.
Pile
the sticks and watch their flaming,
Pile them high and send a shower
Of
their glowin’ stars to heaven,
Hip-hurrah! ‘Tis pleasure’s hour!
JOE SETON.
____________
Jan. 22, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Love
and Science
“Love makes the
world go round,” they said;
For years I thought ‘twere so;
That notion staid
within my head
Till very short ago.
Alas! The dreams
of youth – they fade
And shortly are no more;
One cannot keep
the rosy shade
He knew in days of yore.
“Love makes the
world go round?” Alack!
I can’t believe it now;
You see I’m on
another tack –
Shades on young cupid’s brow!
And science is to
blame, I’m bound,
My argument is that
Love cannot make
the world go round,
Because the thing is flat!
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Ef
some young men would put ez much energy into the rest uv the farm work ez they
put into sowin’ wild oats, they’d discover a good deal more money in farmin’.”
______
Mixing the Colors
“To
what does she owe her great popularity?”
“To
a quarter of a million.”
“Great
heavens! Does she use that horrid stuff?”
“What
horrid stuff do you mean?”
“Why
– er – paint; didn’t you say a quart of vermillion?”
______
Pavement
Philosophy
Most
men’s Waterloo contains no water.
If
you’ve money to burn, you’d best put it into coal.
If
unhappy married couples could have just remained engaged!
Money
doesn’t bring happiness; it just brings more money.
Even
the roads to success get blocked with traffic occasionally.
Blessed
are they who expect little, and get half what they expect.
Some
fellows’ run of luck is always in the opposite direction.
“Doubt”
is the station at which the train of thought stops oftenest.
It
may sound funny, but the fellow who feels over-smart hasn’t any feelings worth
feeling.
Some
young men, when trying to carve their fortunes, make the mistake of using a glass
bottle instead of a jack-knife.
A
false-haired woman is not necessarily a false-hearted woman; but men have their
peculiarities just the same.
______
Two Quatrains
(Contributed.)
RETICENCE
Though
innocent your every thought,
Something silent be your habit;
The
thing one knows not one cannot
Blame it first and after blab it.
WAIFS
AND STRAYS
Pale,
haggard, maudlin, weak and vile,
“Tis life-in-death is reeling by;
Past
the redemption of a smile,
Beyond the rescue of a sigh.
Somerville. H. A. K.
______
Calling on the
Gettheres
“Good
evening, Johnnie; where’s your mother?”
“She’s
gone off to a ‘Votes for Women’ meeting.”
“Where’s
your father?”
“O,
he’s taking lessons in a night cooking school.”
“Where’s
your sister?”
“She’s
off on a long cross-country run with a snowshoe club.”
“Where’s
your brother?”
“O,
he’s off with the ‘Sons of Rest’ bowling team.”
“Who’s
looking out for you?”
“O,
I am all right. I’m taking a course in a correspondence school on ‘How to
Entertain One’s Self Though Alone in a Big City.’”
______
Bohemia
I’d rather keep
out of Bohemia
Than any land I know.
Not the Bohemia O’Reilly
meant,
So many years ago;
The up-to-date
Bohemia,
Just down a darkened street,
Where fellows good
and fellows bad
Are nightly wont to meet.
– Judge’s Library
If you not like
Bohemia,
As your sad lines imply,
There surely is a
reason, sir,
Most easy to espy.
‘Tis not, I ween,
because you think
The place is too un-nice;
I reckon it is
just because
You haven’t got the price!
______
No Deposits
“Do
you think there’s money in hens?”
“well,
if there is they keep it well secured.”
______
A Shining Light
“What
if Halley’s comet should hit us?
“Halley
would be a more famous man around here than Jack Johnson.”
______
Pet
Aversion
O, winter drear, I
like you not;
For me you do not
hit the spot.
Nor do your antics
win my pelf;
I wish you would
go chase yourself!
– T. E. M.
O, bard, with you
we all agree
That winter’s not
what he should be;
He’s not that kind
of chaser, see!
He’s always
chasing you and me!
____________
Jan. 23, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Nothing
to Wear
I love a pretty
dancing maid,
No human soul could loathe her;
And though my pay
is very small,
I can afford to clothe her.
I haven’t asked
her yet to wed,
But will soon as I can, sir;
I know t –hat I
can keep her shod –
She is a barefoot dancer.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Don’t
look a gift hoss in the mouth, but try him on a piece uv restaurant pie.”
______
The Weather
One
hundred years ago today a resident of this city slipped on the ice and bumped
himself half way between his home and the office. His injuries were so painful
that he asked his clerk to sit in the main office chair for a few days so it
wouldn’t feel neglected. He sued the city for damages, and got them higher up
this time, to wit: Between the lower part of his rear and the beginning of his
shoulder.
If
a man with nine children can save a block of houses in 33 years, how long would
it take a single fire engine to do it?
Northern
New England will be colder today than southern Georgia. Keep your overcoat on
unless your uncle calls and you need the money.
Boston
and vicinity will have the usual seven varieties, unless the weather man’s wife
desires to go shopping. Officially: (See the front page).
______
In the Ranks
Man
wants but little here below
To fill his happy cup;
It
is so risky, don’t you know,
To be one “higher up.”
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
When
I don’t git cut down, I consider it as good as a raise.
There’s
many things said to a stenog’ that she doesn’t take down on paper.
Money
makes the mare go, but it don’t seem to have the same effect on the typewriter.
I
notice where there’s a whole lot of milk and honey, there’s also a little hook
and a little sting.
______
Francis Bacon’s
Birthday*
(Contributed.)
O,
greatest genius of the past!
Whose birth we celebrate;
Thy
astral shadow on us cast,
And let it plainly state
In
answer to our question asked,
By raps for yes of no;
That
settle it may be at last
For mortals here below.
Were
Shakespeare’s dramas by your hand?
Are you their author true?
Make
plain, that we may understand
If all were done by you.
Each
year this controversy’s fanned
By some alleged “new find”;
Relieve,
we pray, a suff’ring land,
And put it out of mind.
*Jan. 22, 1626
Dorchester. H. E. F.
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On the Road
The
changing sporting seasons.
A little difference bring –
Last
summer ‘twas the diamond,
And now it is the ring.
– Kansas City Times.
Young
love its little quarrels has,
Its passing grief;
But
not upon such subjects as
The price of beef.
– Pittsburg Post.
They
say ‘tis far more blessed
To give than to receive;
And
that it’s more expensive
I have reason to believe.
– Chicago News.
Depends
on what you’re giving,
That is our strong belief;
Whether
a house in Gotham,
Or just a cut of beef.
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The Query Box
My
Dear Jocosity: Will you please tell me if “Gungawamp” is the name of a real
place, and how it is pronounced? – Constant Reader.
Your
question is one of a great many which have been put to Father Jocosity since
the advent of this column, and he will now undertake to answer them
collectively. You should have included “Lizzard Crick” in your inquiry, for one
is a part of the other. “Gungawamp” and “Lizzard Crick” go hand in hand. The Crick
is a necessary adjunct to the town just as soon as the cider plays out. The
town is necessary to the Crick whenever anybody falls overboard, because, you
see, there would be no place to crawl out.
In
the first place, “Gungawamp” is an Indian word, and has a most peculiar origin.
Years and years ago, long before you were born, “Constant Reader,” if you are a
woman, a half-starved Indian struggled into a lonely farmhouse in a remote
section of New England. The family were at supper. It was before the days of
the lamplight dinner. The head of the family said to the Indian: “Where from?”
The Indian replied, in guttural
tones, something like this: “Gun-gee-wump! Gun-gee-wump!” The good wife was just that
moment passing a plate of gingerbread to one of the children. The brave, seeing
the plate, leaped across the kitchen and seizing two or three pieces, practically
swallowed them whole, grunting as he did so, “Heap good Gun-gee-wump, heap good
gung-gee-wump!” Thus, you see, the Indian name “Gungawamp” means gingerbread,
and ever afterward that particular section inhabited by the Indian was known as
“Gungawamp.”
Your
Father Jocosity’s favorite food is gingerbread, which fact he lays to being a
descendant of the “Gungawamp” Indians. The town has changed little in all these
years, excepting that the full word has been conveniently shortened to “Gungy.”
There are many Indians to be found lurking about the sequestered places during
the summer months, but they are not natives – they come from the cities.
____________
Jan. 24, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
On
the Wings of Love
“Will you come
aviate with me?”
The eager young man cried;
“I’ll be right
glad to go, I ween,
If you can drive
your big machine
With one hand,” she replied.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“The
feller who hez a good settin’ down job is allus ready to stand up for it.”
______
The Weather
One
hundred years ago today a cow was wending her way carefully along the banks of
the Charles river, looking in vain for a munch of new grass. Suddenly she
missed her footing and slid into the water. A policeman, who was trying to beat
the city out of a few hours’ time by leaving his own and loafing along the
river bank, rescued the unfortunate animal and was on the point of arresting
her for bathing without trunks, when he was in turn arrested and fined two
days’ pay for gathering cow-slips out of season. Time waits for no man, but
sometimes it is held up by the auctioneer.
Lower
temperature usually follows an arrival home at 2 A. M. If one and one makes
two, how is it we have to pay 11 cents for an article marked down from 12?
Boston
and vicinity: Today will be like many other days of the same kind. Keep tabs on
your umbrella; you may not need it, but someone else may not be of the same
mind. High water is the wrong time of tide at the bar.
Officially:
Take your cue from the man “higher up,” but be careful what you do with it.
______
Keep Moving
I wouldn’t wait
for dead men’s shoes,
As some folks are inclined;
Because I should
be much afraid
Of corns upon my mind.
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Musings of the
Office Boy
If
chewin’ gum interferes with conversation, cut the talk.
When
someone wrote, “Ev’rything comes to him who waits,” he made a mistake in the
sex.
Whether
“ev’ry knock is a boost” or not depends where it comes from and where it goes.
When
one party wants the winder up and the other wants it down, it’s dangerous for a
third party to have an opinion.
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Cheerful Comment
What
if President Taft should become a barefoot dancer?
Japan
opposes Knox’s Manchurian plan, and forthwith knocks it out.
Is
it to be a try-out between the Innes and the Halley comets?
The
middle man may be getting it now, but the ultimate consumer has been getting it
for a long time.
If
it costs $103,250 to run for mayor would it be less expensive to drop down to a
walk?
Col.
W. J. Bryan is reported as having arrived at Lime, Peru. Inasmuch as the
colonel is something of a farmer, doubtless he will provide himself a good
supply of seed beans.
______
She Herself Said
It
“Mary
MacLane of Butte, Montana, has been heard of again. They say she is going to
marry.”
“The
‘Devil,’ you say?”
______
The Query Box
Dear
Jocosity: You have so serious and sensible a way of answering questions,
perhaps you can tell me why it is so hard to keep a good cook? If you can do
this you will be doing a great good – the world will excuse you for trying to
write humor.
– POLLY PAYNE.
Dear
Polly Payne: Your knocks at my earnest endeavors almost give me one. Why
couldn’t you have asked your question without referring to a subject most
painful to me? I can almost detect malice between your lines. Have you tried to
write humor for some mother’s magazine and failed to get a look-in, or didn’t
you get that pony coat you had your heart set on? In all seriousness, Polly
Payne, I am not to blame because your husband doesn’t get a raise, or because
you can’t keep a good cook. A seltzer in the morning is an excellent thing
before writing a letter.
The more I study your billet-doux the more
I feel its force. It reminds me of Watson Williams; stinging poem, “The Serpent
with the Woman’s Tongue,” and if I were to bet on the reason why your good
cooks separate themselves from their positions, that would be the answer. I
know of many excellent ways to keep a good cook, but on second thought have
decided to keep them. There may be millions in the idea for me as soon as
there’s a drop in the price of beef. It would seem unkind, perhaps, not to give
you one method. A friend of mine solved the problem to his own satisfaction not
long ago – he married the lady.
______
Weary with
Listening
Uncle
– Shall I tell you a fairy story, Johnnie?
Johnnie
– Nope, I guess not; pa tells ma so many that they’ve got to be a household
pest.
______
An International
Joke
A
young English girl, who recently visited Boston, sent the following to friends
here on her return home:
“If
strict ideas ever come,
A Boston lady had ‘em;
She
did not say ‘Chrysanthemum’;
She said ‘Chrysanthemadam.’”
____________
Jan. 25, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Maud
Muller’s Hey-Day
Maud Muller, in the far away,
Was busy raking meadow hay,
She
had no time for social din,
Because the hay had to go in.
Her
father had no boys to call,
So Maudie had to do it all.
She
raked it early, raked it late,
And had no time to make a date.
The
village boys came now and then,
And saw the rake then left again.
Alas!
For Maud, she saved the hay,
But
lost a husband every day.
Maud Muller’s
not the same today,
She
doesn’t go out raking hay;
She
sits upon the porch so cool,
When
she has left the boarding school,
And
nails the judge, when he is spied,
To take
her for an auto ride.
Her
father has no hay to rake,
They’re
living on ice cream and cake;
They
do not have to rake, they say,
Because
an auto eats no hay.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Ain’t
it becuz ‘it takes a rogue to ketch a rogue’ that so many rogues go unketched?”
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
The
word “peach” don’t necessarily signify fruit.
“Easy
come and easy go” sometimes has to do with people.
If
there’s always plenty of room at the top w’y don’t them who git there stay
longer?
I
notice some of the new leaves that was turned over here in January are already
goin’ up in smoke.
______
Financial Problem
If
it cost a New York banker $28,000 to be polite, what would it have cost him if
he had not been on his best behavior?
______
Dental Tete-a-Tetes
A
few days ago I dropped into a so-called dental parlor. Most places of torture
are now called parlors, even to the barberries. Mine was not to be a social
call, merely to while away a few idle moments, but was a business call, purely
and simply. I had been receiving the call to go for several days, and at last I
could thrust it aside no longer; I had a genuine case of old-fashioned
toothache. It is a pity there is not a more aesthetic name for toothache, it
would help some, but there isn’t, so we have to get along as best we can with
the commonplace and inharmonious term.
I
had a third degree grip on my left jaw as I entered the slaughter – I mean
dental parlor. I wouldn’t open my mouth for fear I would take more pain in, so
I pointed. “Let me see it,” said the dentist, who is never afraid to look
someone else’s pain square in the eye. “Don’t you want it filled?” he asked, casting
a glittering look at his steam drill. “Filled?” I groaned, “no, I want it
emptied; it’s so full now I can’t stand it.” “Will you take something?” queried
the dentist, in a most natural tone of voice. “No, no!” I almost screamed, “I
want you to take it!” He stopped and looked at me. “I never use it,” he
replied, quietly.
I
straightened up. “Say,” I asked, tartly, “are you a dentist or a kidder? Do you
want to extract this tooth, or don’t you? You don’t have to, you know.” “All
right,” he replied, “here are the tools; do it yourself.” All this time I was
getting hotter under the celluloid, and, strange to say, the pain was letting
go. “Say,” I snapped, sarcastically, “are you running a business for fun, or
what are you doing?” “Well,” he drawled, “I get more fun out of it than
anything else. My greatest pleasure in life is in yanking people all round this
room.”
“Well,
confound you, you can’t yank me round this room!” I cried, jumping from the
chair. I was so worked up that the pain had entirely disappeared, and seizing
my hat I made for the door. “I’m much obliged to you for the treatment,” said
I. “You’re welcome,” he replied. “When you get ready to have it filled call
round. I would rather give you $2 than pull that tooth, anyway. Good day!”
I
don’t know how long the treatment will last, but the next time the tooth aches
I’m going to try the getting mad process, if I can find anybody to take the
opposition.
______
A Busy Woman
“Have
you ever wondered about your husband’s past?”
“Dear
me, no; I have all I can do in taking care of his present and worrying about
his future.”
______
Boycott and
Girlcott
Speaking
of the threat of New York restaurant managers to employ no pretty waitresses,
the Gotham sports, who, it is said, are at the bottom of the difficulty, say
that if pretty girls are not employed in the hotels and restaurants they will
stop eating.
____________
Jan. 26, ‘1910
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Don’t
Worry
If little things
are vexing you,
As down life’s
journey you pursue,
Don’t
worry;
Don’t be
down-hearted, blue or glum,
Just take your
trials as they come –
E’en then you’ll
find you’re taking some,
Don’t
worry.
Don’t hunt for
trouble, high nor low,
‘Twill follow you
where’er you go,
Don’t
worry.
If you take simply
what’s your due,
And let the rest
go up the flue,
You’ll have enough
to worry you,
Don’t
worry.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“The
last shall be fust, when the autymobile turns end for end.”
______
The Query Box
Should
society demand that a man earning $12 per week have his hair cut as often as
one earning $50? – Steady Reader.
Certainly
society isn’t to blame because a man earns only $12. Society has enough
responsibilities without that, and society is justified in demanding that
haircuts come early and often. Society should also determine how hair should be
cut, as well as what kind of hair gasolene should be rubbed in. Society would
be doing a good job if it would recommend that the gasoline be shut off.
______
Cheerful Comment
The
big beefers are getting a sound hooking.
Virginia
may bar football and take up duelling.
Crossing
the Charles is safe – via the new dam route.
Remembering
J. M. Barrie, Richard Harding Davis and W. J. Locke, is it safe to be a
novelist?
The
St. Louis rabbi who rapped euchre will now lose his job. The good man should
have rapped the table instead.
There
are people who are unsportsmanlike enough to believe that Jeff and Jack would
welcome the appearance of anything to keep them apart.
That
Chicago man who, while intoxicated, wed his former wife, and then dashed madly
from the scene when he sobered up and saw what he’d done, ought to swear off
before he does something really serious.
______
What’s Yours?
“Queer
thing about these heavenly visitors.”
“What
is that?”
“When
they appear they are comets, and when they disappear they are goits.”
______
A Small Cut
Molly
– Did Kitty lunch with you today?
Cholly
– Say, b’ Jove, do you know, she is so true to her boycott principles that she
refuses to ‘meet’ me!
______
Youth and Old Age
According
to the papers, A Connecticut man married a girl of 14 years and, after living
with her a short time, deserted her and eloped with a woman of 82, with whom he
was found living in a town not many miles distant. This man when found should
have been punished severely on two counts – first, for kidnapping, and
secondly, for imposing on the aged and infirm.
______
This Slow Age
Architect
Perkins of the Chicago board of education says that 50 years from now there
will be no schools in that city. He declares that schools will be 50 miles out,
and that children will be shot to and fro in pneumatic tubes. Wouldn’t it be a
treat if we gray-tops could visit some hustling city like Chicago, say 50 or 75
years hence? The probabilities are, however, we would be in the way and get killed,
or else laughed at on account of our antiquity. It is fine to think, though,
that our children and grandchildren are going to be “speeded up,” as they call
it nowadays.
We
owe apologies to our offspring for the examples of slowness that we set before
them. Poor little things! Life hangs so heavily on their hands. They should,
indeed, be shot to school and back. They shouldn’t walk, and come in contact
with the fresh air and the sun. Schools should be provided with lightning-like
elevators so they won’t have the exercise of going up and downstairs. Education
should be shoveled into an immense machine of the concrete-mixer type, then
pumped into their frail bodies by power. If one bursts occasionally, no matter;
there are plenty more to take its place. The high speed must be maintained
regardless of results.
If
only some way could be found whereby the little things could be fed with more
dispatch; with one stroke of the piston, so to speak, then they would have more
time for study. More time for cramming their little aching heads with the
things that puzzle the old philosophers. More time to get into this Gatling gun-like,
wireless, automatic existence that we are placing before them. Time was when we
taught the young ideas how to shoot; now we aim to shoot the young ideas
through pneumatic tubes, and give ‘em such broadsides of learning that a
Webster or a Johnson would seem like a sawdust doll in comparison.
____________
Jan. 27, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
The
Poet’s Mite
I can’t lead
armies in the fray,
Or win rich honors
at the play;
I can’t paint
pictures that will bring
A passing look
from serf or king.
I cannot touch the
mystic keys
That music-hungry
hearts appease.
O, ‘tis so little
I can do
To thrill the
Pilgrim passing through!
Life is so short,
and time so long,
And ways so loud,
lost is one’s song.
But if my modest
pencil can
Bring but a smile
to the face of man,
Or bring a tremor
of good cheer
I shan’t regret my
journey here.
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Men
kin do all kinds uv good in the world until they begin tryin’ to do each other.”
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
There
are many girls asleep at the switch.
A
smile in the office has no connection with the smile outside.
The
worst thing about sit’n’ down is that most beginners seem froze to their
chairs.
If
I was a-goin’ to dictate to the stenog’ it would be in a diffrunt tone of voice
from what the boss uses.
______
Our Old Friend
“Does
he go out between every act?
“No;
just merely comes in between every drink.”
______
Ahoy!
“I
never go to see a play that’s got a chorus unless I can sit in the front row.”
“Why
is that, near-sighted?”
“No;
far-sighted.”
______
Wanted!
Some
new and sane expressions to take the places of the following:
“You’re
quite a stranger.”
“How’s
the world using you?”
“Drop
in and see me.”
“How
are they coming?”
“It’s
all in a lifetime.”
“Money
makes the mare go.”
“This
is a queer world.”
“Cheer
up!”
“Aren’t
you getting stout?”
“The
more the merrier.”
“Such
is life.”
“So
long.”
“Rotten!”
The
above constitute 50 per cent. of the “passing conversation,” and do more to
furnish a waiting list for Danvers and other mental repair shops than the
combined efforts of boiler shops, street cars and steam whistles. A fortune
awaits anyone who can make an entire change, or even a noticeable revision.
______
More Poetry Than
Truth
Now,
let our hopes anew be fired,
The frugal mind this comfort gleans;
No
wicked trust has yet conspired
To raise the cost of pork and beans.
– Washington Evening Star.
This
epigram is neatly turned;
It fits meter tight as glue;
Its
form is perfect, I’ll be derned,
It’s fault is that it isn’t true.
– Kansas City Times.
And
if the dealers should conspire
To boost the choicest mixture known;
Old
Boston Common we will hire
And root it up and raise our own.
____________
Jan. 28, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
Lines
to Thee
(Found on the Office
Boy’s Desk)
If I could write
good poetree
I’d write some, O,
stenog’, to thee!
I’d write three
sonnets, roundelays,
And thy bright
eyes I’d greatly praise.
I’d write about
thy golden hair,
Which is enough
and some to spare;
Whether ‘tis all
thine own or nay
Is not my bus’ness
anyway.
Suffice to say it
pleaseth me,
And looks right
well, stenog’, on thee!
I’d hand thee this
verse if I durst,
But fear by thee I
might be curst;
So I will leave it
lying where
Thy lovely eyes,
so bright and fair,
May spot it, as it
were, by chance,
While rubbering
with thy sharp glance,
As thou sometimes
are apt to beo
When no one’s
around excepting thee.
O, fair stenog’,
would thou wert mine,
And I was no one’s
else but thine!
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“A
good many folks who are wrapped in their own thoughts hev mighty thin coverin’.”
______
Cheerful Comment
Burbank’s
“Thornless Cactus Food” sharpens the appetite.
Apparently
barefoot dancing is getting along towards its last kick.
Spring
may be in the air, but it’s necessary to have some in your feet.
Meat
has dropped four cents, but the public are listening for a drop they can hear
distinctly.
Wouldn’t
it be great, counting twenty-five million dollars, “one for you and one for me?”
Perhaps
the two “J’s” will be interested to know that Carrie Nation has buried the
hatchet, and taken to fisti-smashing.
What
a fortunate thing for future generations, that explorers of poles, mountains,
etc., who leave their records behind them also leave the poles, mountains,
etc., behind them.
______
Get
in a good frame of mind by reading “The Confessions of a Humorist” beginning
next Monday morning.
______
The Weather
One
hundred and one years ago today a man wearing a silk hat was strolling along an
un-bricked sidewalk in Cambridge. A light snow had fallen the night before, and
was of an ideal dampness for snowballing. A boy who was standing on a nearby
corner had waited nearly an hour for a golden opportunity. He was a determined
boy; he knew that his chance would come if he waited long enough. The silk hat
was his opportunity. It was the shining mark at which he’d been aiming all the
morning. As it passed he drew back and let go. “Bink!” The snowball struck the
gentleman at the back of the neck, just below the hat brim. The boy had missed
his aim. He had fallen short by an inch or two! “My son,” said the man, kindly,
you should aim a little higher. Don’t be discouraged, but always try to aim a
little higher; keep trying and you will be a great man some day.”
It
is the same all through life. If you will keep trying to run a little faster
and a little further each day you will be able to catch a street car when the
motor-chauffeur tries not to see you. Practice makes perfect; it is no sign
that if we fail to make fools of ourselves the first time, we won’t succeed the
second or third.
Boston
and vicinity: It is hard to tell what the weather is going to be until it gets
settled down for a long run. Weather of the one night stand variety fools the
best of us. It’s a long road that has no billboard sign announcing a new
breakfast food.
Officially:
Some stout people are dropping beef in two ways.
______
Dissatisfied
(Contributed.)
I’d
like to have an aeroplane
And through the Azure sail;
I’m
tired of the old style train,
Give me the monorail
With
gyroscope to keep it straight,
Of which so much they talk;
If
I can’t travel up to date,
Then I prefer to walk.
I
wish I had a wireless ‘phone,
A long-felt want ‘twould fill;
I
would not then be always prone
To operators’ will.
I
want to buy some trustless meat,
The price too much I give;
Meanwhile
I s’pose that I must eat,
For I prefer to live.
Dorchester. H. E. F.
____________
Jan. 29, ‘10
JOCOSITIES
____
By
JOE CONE
The
Lines that Failed
“Why don’t you
write some touching verse?”
My boss once said to me;
“Don’t always aim
for mirth, but write
Some touching verse,” quoth he.
And so I took my
pen in hand,
And scratched my waning hair,
And tried to write
some touching verse,
Till I was in despair.
I sat and burned
the midnight oil,
The long hours came and went;
At length I got
the verse in shape,
And this is what I sent:
“Dear sir: My
needs are many fold,
A friend in need is meet;
Could you please
loan me twenty-five
Till I get on my feet?”
Alas! It never saw
the light,
He later wrote me thus:
“Your verse have
failed to ‘touch’ me, sir –
Indeed, it’s humorous!”
______
Uncle Ezra Says:
“Some
men would hev more chance uv standin’ on their merits ef they’d quit settin’ on
their jobs.”
______
The Confessions of
a Humorist
(A
Near-Autobiography.)
I.
If
a man is strictly on his job he won’t leave his entire history in the hands of
a biographer. The biographer has everything his own way. He can say whatever he
pleases, or leave unsaid whatever he pleases, knowing he has his victim at a
disadvantage. A biographer could even be one’s former enemy, and in that case
where would a fellow, departed, stand in the eyes of his countrymen when the
biographer had performed his merciless song and dance?
The
only safe way, then, is for one to write his own biography, and when he does
that it becomes, of course, an autobiography. There is a distinct advantage in
this, too, because nobody can take exceptions to what the autobiographer says
of himself until after it is printed, and by that time it usually isn’t worth
while.
The
writer of this near-biography, now written for the first time, which will
rapidly evolve into “The Confessions of a Humorist,” was born on a farm
situated between two other farms, in the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and
something. The advent of the birth of this near-humorist was not attended by
any notable demonstration on the part of the town’s people; it was a very quiet
affair, except on the part of the humorist himself. He immediately demanded
that the family purchase an extra bossie to help feed his tremendous thirst for
humor. In other words, he hollered lustily that his hollow might be filled. The
naming of the little bump of humor
was, perhaps, the most noteworthy feature of the catastrophe, and maybe worthy
of mention.
The
father, who worked in a distant part of the town, heard of the new arrival
before his own. A neighbor accosted him with: “New boy over to your house!” “What
are you giving us?” queried the father. “I ain’t giving you anything,” replied
the neighbor; “it’s the Lord’s doings, I s’pose. I repeat, there’s a new boy
over to your house; my wife’s just been over and she ought to know.” “It’s a
joke!” cried the astonished father; “I don’t believe it, it must be a joke!”
“It
may be a joke,” said the neighbor, consolingly, “but if it is it’s on you, all
right; it ain’t on me.” And ever after that was the humorist called a joke, or
something to that effect.
(To
be continued.)
______
A Beef Poem; Very
Raw
Eat
Meat?
Nit.
Quit.
______
N n N
k
I
know a poet-humorist
Who borders on despair;
He’s
scratched so hard to raise a joke
He’s lost his shock of hair!
______
At
the Play
In every well-run
theatre
There ought to be, I ween,
A side-show for
the fellows who
Go out the acts between.
And then when they
don’t like the play
They’d have a place to go,
And it would give
the ones who stay
A good deal better show.
______
Musings of the
Office Boy
Violets
fade, but typewriters go on forever.
It’s
hard to make both ends meet when they are a long ways apart.
It’s
no easy matter to tell where a position begins and a job leaves off.
Judgin’
from what I see round dis office, fallin’ in love is like enterin’ secunt
childhood, or mebbie third.
______
These Little Changes
“You used to be such
an optimist ”
“And
you used to get along with four rooms, and scorned the idea of a cook, and wore
your own hair, and said you preferred a horse to an auto, and ” but she had slammed the door and was
on her way across the street to her mother’s.
______
Not Scared, Anyway
She
– Do you think there are microbes in kisses?
He
– I wouldn’t know one if I tasted – I mean if I saw it.
____________
Jan. 31,
1910
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