Jocosities, November, 1909




JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Parting of the Ways

They met beneath the shades of night,
     Out where ‘twas dark and still;
They tried to read each other’s eyes,
     As lovers always will.
He did not hold her tiny hand,
     Or kiss her as he ought;
But ‘neath the evening star they knew
     Just what each other thought.

He spoke to her in accents low,
     She answered him in turn;
The plaintive note in either voice
     Bespoke two hearts that yearn.
And then the unexpected came,
     And parted them, alack!
He swore, she screamed, then disappeared
     Into the night – so black.

He went his way, and she went hers,
     No fond farewell for her;
A bootjack, thrown from realms above,
     Lay where the lovers were.
He went his way, she went hers,
     To loneliness and pain;
Tradition says, and likely true,
     They ne’er returned again.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Ef all the world’s a stage, they’s all the more reason why the stage orter be elervated.”
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Plea of the Singer

I do not ask for wealth or fame,
     Nor honored place amongst the wise;
I do not ask to have my name
     Cut into stone for staring eyes.
I do not care old worlds to view,
     Nor go where go the merry throngs;
I’d like to sit, sweetheart, with you,
     And listen while you sang my songs.

I do not seek to stir the hearts
     Of multitudes as men are want;
I do not wish to ply my arts,
     Or hold up any showy front.
All I would ask is some remote,
     Sequestered nook beyond the throngs,
Where I into your face could look
     The while you sang my humble songs.
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Pavement Philosophy

The coal dealer is a mighty good fellow.
No use to try to record all the records these days.
Looks like Indian summer got nipped in the bud.
Don’t bet dollars to doughnuts unless they are home-made.
Oh, pumpkin pie, what crimes are committed in thy name!
The wicked stand in slippery places; how is your understanding?
Have you staked out your claim “so many feet” above the earth yet?
We would all be strong if breakfast foods were what they’re cracked up to be.
Free thought, followed by free speech, often ends up in a free ride to headquarters.
Being on the milk wagon and being on the water wagon, in some cases, mean pretty nearly the same thing.
Some people think that free rural delivery isn’t altogether free – that they pay heavily in patience while waiting for their mail.
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Helping Him Place It

“Reads like your novel was written for the market,” said the publisher.
“It was, sir,” answered the nervous young author.
“Suppose, then, you try some of the Faneuil Hall provision dealers,” advised the other.
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The Song That Killed

“You are the star
     That guides my way,”
You lead me far
     Both night and day.
I follow you
     Where’er you go;
Beyond the blue,
     Across the snow.

O, distant star,
     Draw nigh this spot;
You are so far
     You hear me not.
Won’t you delay,
     Take me along;
Or let me pay
     My way in song.

       *        *        *

O star, no more
     I see your light!
The heavens o’er
     Are dark as night.
In vain I call
     In vain I cling;
Why did you fall
     When I would sing?
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What Some Think

“I think presidents and mayors ought to stay in two terms, anyway.”
“That’s what most of ‘em think.”
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How Disappointing

“Have you heard the latest?”
“No.”
“I haven’t, either.”
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Quatrains

THE MAINSPRING

(Contributed.)

Vain the illumined head
And the enkindled heart,
Unless the dauntless Will
     Performs its destined part.

ACTIVE, NOT PASSIVE

‘Tis Glory too slight to endure
     The shock of life’s perilous field;
Let the triumph thy spirit allure
     To conquer and never to yield.
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Cheerful Comment

Going to have your Baldwins barreled or bottled?
So many furnaces are overheated on the start.
Fads and fashions come and go, but affinities go on forever.
So poets can’t peddle their poems without a license, eh? What an ungrateful country this is!
What the average ring follower wants to know is, Is Jeff’s pa doing the fighting or Jeff himself?
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No Hurry

The proper way for Dr. Cook
     To get the records left behind him
On Mt. McKinley, that’s to say,
     If he’s really anxious to find them,
Is just to wait till aeroplanes
     Go everywhere gaily chug-chugging,
Then take sky-passage to the top
     And save so much climbing and plugging.
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Nov. 1, ‘09














JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE
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If I Had Money Enough

I’d like to take a trip abroad
     If I had money enough;
I would each worthy man reward
     If I had money enough.
I’d buy a brand new aeroplane,
I’d stop the rioting in Spain,
And then I’d fly back home again,
     If I had money enough.

The best man would each office get
     If I had money enough;
I’d jail all scoundrels, you may bet,
     If I had money enough.
Plan number one, plan number two,
Whatever plan were best for you,
That is the plan that would go through,
     If I had money enough.

Still, after all, I’m not so sure,
     If I had money enough,
That I would help deserving poor,
     If I had money enough.
I might do like some others do,
Yes, go abroad and stay there, too,
And give my native land the “shoe,”
     If I had money enough.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“They’s two kinds uv people in the world, them you know the day ‘fore ‘lection, an’ them ez don’t know you the day arter.”
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Elevated Note:

If the Boston Elevated would publish a Tunnel Book it might be classified as one of the best cellars.
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Still Dreaming

If Booth Tarkinton, the retired novelist and lately installed farmer, ever writes a poultry book in which he says that there is money in hens those among us who have been there will know that, after all, he’s still dabbling in fiction.
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Cheerful Comment

There’s always something one can “take stock” in.
Now T. R. is after a “bongo”; will the next be worse yet?
France is improving; they have blank cartridge duels over there now.
There are “heelers” and “healers”; the latter usually get the worse end of it on the long run.
Not surprising that Taft boat got stuck on a sand bar. The Mississippi wasn’t to blame, either.
The Duchess of Marlborough has reversed the order of things. Usually it is the man of the house who is out when wanted.
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The Coal Bin

         (Look First on This.)

He’s full of mirth, he wants to dance,
     He lacks no joy that you could name;
He is too full for utterance,
     Because his coal bin is the same.

         (And Then on This.)

He’s full of grief, he’s in a mess,
     He feels as though he’d lost the game;
He’s simply full of emptiness,
     Because his coal bin is the same.
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Locating the Flies

We were most awfully surprised a few days ago to learn that an esteemed contemporary humorist was unable to answer a simple question asked by one of his faithful readers. The poor, uninformed reader wished to know where flies go in winter. Never having been to college, he sought information from one who had. The humorist in question, or we might say, the questionable humorist, who has heretofore made a stab at answering every question under the sun, and many besides, admitted in cold type that he didn’t know where flies went in winter. The question is not a new one; it is older than the hills, plus the dales. Even though it may be a difficult question to answer in its entirety, we do not think it ought to be carelessly thrown to one side and given up as unanswerable. It looks to us as though the humorist had not given much study to the habits of the fly. We have studied the fly at close range for a good many years, and have, we modestly assert, found out a few things about him. We have also found many places where he spends his winter. In other words, the greatest problem of the fly has at last been solved. Our records are unfortunately not with us just at present, we having submitted them to a well known Scientific Fly Society, and some of the evidence we left buried near the locality where we discovered the fly’s winter headquarters, but as soon as we can get our winter’s wood cut and a couple of books written, besides giving a course of lectures, we intend fitting out a rescue expedition, when our proofs will be spread broadcast before the world. No one having asked us yet where the flies go in winter, we feel perfectly justified in keeping it to ourselves till the psychological moment – and the wood is cut.
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Woman’s Hour

In Fez, the capital of Morocco, most of the houses have flat roofs with a wall four to six feet high running around the edges, and here in the early evenings the women gather for social enjoyment and rest, no men being allowed. This may sound all pretty in theory, but where do the women get any fun out of it?
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Worry and Get There

It is fine to say, “Don’t worry,”
     To smile and never stop;
To never feel a flurry,
     No matter how things drop.
But this is true, by gory –
The man who doesn’t worry
     Will never reach the top.
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Coming

“What’s bothering you, dear?”
“It’s this gown; while it’s all right for the ball or opera, it’s hardly suitable to wear addressing a political convention, and yet –”
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Nov. 2, ‘09
















JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Oysteresque


O, what care I for cake or pie, or sweetbreads by the ton!
And costly roast, or quail on toast, I would forever shun;
O, what care I for bake or fry, or dishes choice and new,
When every day in my café I find an oyster stew?

I do not yearn for old Sauterne, nor Port of ’78,
Nor any drink with cooling clink that’s strictly up to date;
For what care I if I be dry when I can know right well
I’ll find each day in my café a dozen on the shell?

O, not for me a fricassee, a broil or costly plank,
No salad fine, indeed, for mine, or Roquefort rich and rank;
For what care I for chicken pie, or game whene’er it comes,
When any day I can survey a dozen “fried in crumbs?”
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“The biggest fish allus gits away, but thet don’t lessen the price uv sardine any.”
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Investors, Attention?

Radium is now $2,500,000 an ounce, just 40 time higher than it was at the start. With this rapid increase in value one is almost tempted to buy up a few pounds as a side investment.
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Cheerful Comment

A landslide is usually the result of loose dirt.
“Lipton has designers with him,” says a heading. Also designs.
Nobody is finding fault if the Y. M. C. A. clock did sprint a little.
And still Mrs. Van Deman wouldn’t want to come under the head of highflyer.
Isn’t it funny to hear a heavy-weight pugilist tell of the dangers of football?
Another excuse for not remitting: “Price of registered letters advanced to 10 cents.”
A good many men don’t register. But on the other hand, the furnace isn’t to blame for what it can’t do itself.
Isadora’s dance out in St. Louis is pronounced “beautiful” by one extreme, and “awful” by the other. Taking these as basis it is probably “just about right.”
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A Polite Reformer

“I’m done with politeness on the street cars,” said the man with the usual married-harried look.
“Why so?” asked his cheerful companion.
“I’ve my personal reasons. Last night a woman came in the front door of the car and stood directly in front of me and hung dejectedly by a strap. After a second I arose, offered her my seat, following it with a very polite bow. My arms were full of bundles, and as I was trying to arrange them so I could hold a strap the car started like a shot out of a gun. I lost my balance and started on a backward reel and fetched up in a heap on the floor at the rear of the car, flat on my back, with the bundles on top of me. I must have been very amusing, for the whole crowd roared and the woman in her glee forgot to thank me for either the seat or the entertainment. When I got myself and bundles together I found two vacant seats in the rear of the car which the woman might have had had she taken the trouble to look.”
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Question of Location

“I tell you, the airship has come to stay.”
“Put?”
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Gobble. Gobble, Gobble

Comes the comforting news again that turkeys are going to be high this fall. Can the “oldest inhabitant” remember a fall when turkeys weren’t high? It has developed into a sort of habit, like the annual milk famine and the poor peach crop. Every summer comes the mournful cry, “On account of the drought there will be a milk famine.” And then, “On account of the heavy frosts the peach crop will be ruined.” Every year, however, we have plenty of milk and plenty of peaches, but of course the prices are high; the reports have had the effect. Just why turkeys are high every fall we are not told, but we suspect it has something to do with the gulf stream changing its course or else because the daughter of one railroad president isn’t on speaking terms with the daughter of another. At all events turkeys are going to be high, and instead of looking at the approaching Thanksgiving with something akin to cheer, we dread it as a time when we get soaked for the benefit of the other fellow. We want to gobble the gobbler, but in order to do so we must in turn be gobbled.
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Good Advice

(Contributed.)

Be saving, oh, be saving;
     Let not your nickel go
To satisfy a craving
     For candy – ‘tis your foe.
The demon lurks to lure you
     Into the ranks of crime.
Be saving, I adjure you,
     You soon may have a dime.

Be saving, oh, be saving,
     And as the years go by
Spend not your cash for shaving –
     Your father’s razor try.
You’ll suffer good and plenty,
     But hear it all, I pray;
Perhaps when you are 20
     A quarter’ll come your way.

Be saving, oh, be saving;
     Your coat may show its years,
But there’s a joy in braving
     Your neighbor when he sneers.
On broken soles be thrifty;
     Scorn not a hat with dents –
And your broken soul at fifty
     May be worth thirty cents.
East Brewster, Mass.
                MICHAEL FITZGERALD.
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Nov. 3, ‘09











JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

The Death of Autumn

I hate to see the colors fade,
     I hate to see ‘em go;
No more the faces uv the hills
     Hev got their crimson glow.
No more their tresses, bright ez gold,
     Wave in the autumn gale;
Dame natur’s losin’ uv her looks,
     Her lips are dry an’ pale.

I hate to see the colors fade,
     The brown an’ barren hill
Jest fills my soul with lonesomeness,
     An’ gives my heart a chill.
The wintry wind is but a dirge,
     In summer ‘twuz a song;
The birds hev left fur other climes,
     An’ took their joy along.

I hate to see the colors fade,
     Frum red an’ gold to brown,
An’ at each shiver uv the trees
     Go madly tumblin’ down.
The giant trunks stan’ stark an’ lone,
     Deep-rooted in despair,
Like monuments uv other days
     When all the world wuz fair.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“They’s allus three letters in the alphybet thet most people like to keep out uv their daily lesson: ‘I. O. U.’”
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Book Note
There’s a big difference between the book bug and the book worm. The book bug lays the book and then hatches it, and the book worm devours it if he doesn’t get sick after the first bite.
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Cheerful Comment

What will Cleveland do without its Tom Johnson?
The most unpleasant thing about election is, both parties can’t win.
The day after one always wonders if there are any of the runners sorry they ran.
No matter how much applause the chorus girl gets she’s always got a kick coming.
Will Americans be kept out of the new Chinese hotel in Chicago if they can’t talkee good chink?
Patrick Cassidy, the Boston “literary hackman,” left an estate of $3063. There are lots of literary hack-men who can’t match that.
When President Taft says that “farm life is best of all,” he ought to know what he is talking about; didn’t he keep a cow all summer in Beverly?
The post card craze is rapidly declining in England. ‘Cause why? Well, they can’t keep all kinds of crazes going at the same time, can they, Mr. Asquith?
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Wake Up, Doc

Doc. Cook, he may have found it first,
     And gone ahead with all his cinching,
But no one can deny the fact
     That Perry’s beat him on the clinching.
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Hard Lines

“I tell you, the young playwright of today hasn’t any show.”
“No; not even a try-out.”
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Sticks to Her

“I can’t bear that Jaynes woman, she is so awfully stuck up.”
“Well, she can’t help it, dear. Most any girl would be to marry a rich husband after working in a mucilage factory all her life.”
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Nov. 4, ‘09















JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Rural Advice

“Save your money and buy a farm,”
     A saying old and true;
We heard it when we were but boys,
     And then all our whole lives through.
“Save your money and buy a farm,”
     Ofttimes was said in jest,
But many times a harmless quip
     Conveys a truth the best.

“Save your money and buy a farm,”
A byword of the past;
But good advice, like good intents,
     Is always bound to last.
“Save your money and buy a farm,”
     And be king of the soil;
And let your own estate receive
     The efforts of your toil.

“Save your money and buy a farm,”
     Be independent, strong;
Instead of living out a dirge
     Live out a hearty song.
“Save your money and buy a farm,”
     When age seeks your retreat
No landlord in the cheerless town
     Can turn you in the street.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“It is in the natur’ uv things thet ef you go out uv your way to do some one a favor you’ll either git run over or else fall into a ditch.”
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The Fly Question

Apropos of the question, “Where do the flies go in winter?” a Hingham correspondent writes as follows: “In winter many flies squeeze themselves between boards if dry piles of lumber yards, especially in hemlock piles.” There is something to be learned here. The above may not wholly settle the question of fly location in winter, but it gives us a queue as to why lumber is so high. It takes a good deal of lumber to board and house the entire fly crop every year, It simply resolves itself into this: the fly output must be checked before lumber will go down. This matter should be brought to the attention of the 1915 committee.
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The Obliging Eskimos

Up in Greenland where the weather’s never anything but cold
Live two Eskimos you’ve heard and the stories they have told;
Maps they drew to show to Perry just how far they went with Cook,
How they kept so near the mainland they could always on it look.

But they’ve got another story or will have one soon to tell
When they’re asked by other parties, then for Cook all will be well;
To the pole they’ll say they journeyed, and will point you out the way,
If you’ll give them but an inkling of what ‘tis you’d have them say.

Through the cold and dreary winter, cosey in their ice igloo,
Sit the Eskimo “Arpelal” and his chum “I-took-a-shoo”;
While the friends of each explorer to his rival does the worst,
Hoping that, with coming springtime, they’ll get there to see them first.
     Dorchester.                         H. E. F.
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A Look Ahead

“Darling, will you be mine?”
“Yes,” she replied, listlessly, “if you will settle the question of alimony now.”
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Behind the Scenes

Chorus Girl – Yes, I like the business all right, but I get so tired at the weekends.
Comedian – Why not try dancing on your hands for a while?
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Pellagra

I don’t know what pellagra is,
     Don’t want the thing to nab me;
But ef I can’t eat corn bread, why
     Just let pellagra grab me!
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Only a Slight Mistake

“Heavens! I thought you said the chorus was made up of girls young and pretty?”
“No; I said it was made up for girls young and pretty.”
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Nov. 5, ‘09

















JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Time Enough

Time enough fur worry when the time fur worry comes,
Time enough fur grievin’ when they beat the muffled drums;
Time enough fur talkin’ when the other chap is through,
Time enough fur strikin’ when he starts a-strikin’ you.

Time enough fur quittin’ when your work is re’lly done,
Time enough fur sorrer when you’ve had a lot o’ fun;
Time enough fur sleepin’ when you kennot keep awake
Time enough fur givin’ when you don’t expect to take.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“It ain’t very often you’ll find a good argument put up in bottles.”
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Cheerful Comment

Is Tammany really the gainer?
It takes a Frenchwoman to meet French court room tactics.
It just needed T. R. in New York to tree that money-eating tiger.
It’s fine to break an airship record, but not one’s precious neck.
But Dr. Cook wouldn’t “swap” his gold eagles for Lieut. Peary’s gold medal.
As bad as it was, imitators are not improving any on William Watson’s recent serpent poem.
If W. J. B., W. R. H. and J. H. V. keep on they will be able to pull off a good three-ring circus one day.
Yo ho! Piracy isn’t dead. A gang of New York swashbucklers boarded the Hamburg-American liner Prince Joachim recently and captured $50,000 in gold.
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The Query Box

Dear Jocosity: I enclothes some versis fore your considerashun whitch you can use at your regular raites. Do you think a riming dictionary would help me eny? – Poetess Phoebe.
Dear Contributor: Your verses are “grate.” The rates we pay for such poetry as yours are far beyond your fondest poetical dreams. We shall try to run them in some day when we know the editor is to be out of town. No, Phebe, a rhyming dictionary would be of no help to you; you can beat a rhyming dictionary at its own game. What you need is a 49 ct. Webster’s.
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Nov. 6, ‘09



 




















JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

A Power for Good

The man who says the world is wrong,
An’ ruther weep than hev a song,
An’ says in tones uv misery,
‘Tain’t nothin’ like it uster be,
An’ says he wouldn’t trust no more
His life-long neighbor lives next door,
An’ says they ain’t no use to try
To git ahead, he’d ruther die,
An’ home an’ friends ain’t wuth a rap –
What would you think uv such a chap?

Now don’t git in a state like this,
Becuz you’re surely goin’ to miss
An’ awful lot uv fun each day,
Ez surely ez you do that way.
This picture isn’t over drew –
They’s jest sech folks beside o’ you;
An’ what they need is daily food
Uv humor in their solitude.

Don’t let yourself git right down blue,
An’ think all things have gone askew;
Don’t b’lieve the worst uv feller man,
But b’lieve the very best you can.
Bring friendliness into the heart
That tries to live frum you apart,
An’ you will be a power fur good
All threw your blessed neighborhood.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“A good listener allus hez the credit uv bein’ a very fine talker.”
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Why is Applause?

Why is applause? Why do people applaud with hand-clapping, feet stomping and cane pounding? Why is this noisy and barbarous practice continued? You say, “because somebody has done something well.” A great many ministers “do something well” every Sunday. The hard-working mother “does something well” the whole tiresome week. The faithful school teacher “does something well” throughout school hours, and the engineer “does something well” when he pulls you safely over a journey of miles. The doctor “does something well” when he checks your fever and brings you back to health again. Yet, when these people are applauded it is done by word of mouth or by letter. When a particularly helpful editorial or an uplifting verse appears it is applauded, but in a dignified manner. The same is true of countless other achievements. Wherein does the orator, actor, acrobat and trotting horse differ from the others when they “do something well?”
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Neglect

(Contributed.)

The stars that rise tomorrow
May set in endless sorrow.
Today do thine endeavor
Or dare to fail forever.
Somerville.                     H. A. K.
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“Home Rhymes”

“Eddie” A. Guest is the man responsible for “Breakfast Table Chat,” a daily column of verse and prose in the Detroit Free Press, and who so is a guest at “Eddie’s” daily table partakes a feast of wit and humor. He has lately selected a goodly bundle of (dis) – courses from his large store and has had them bound into a substantial book which he calls “Home Rhymes.” Aside from being a book of most delightful verse and clean-cut paragraph, it has this charming and appealing feature: Every line of type was hand-set by a younger brother, who set up eight pages, printed them, distributed and “set ‘em up” again. In fact, the youngster made the whole book, occupying many months, and as a typographical “job” it is up tp any of them. Speed the coming Guest!
A quatrain from “Home Rhymes.”

Aunt Mary’s lost her upper teeth,
     The false ones, you surmise;
And now whatever will she do
     To crimp her apple pies?
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Pavement Philosophy

Sometimes money makes the mayor go.
Many call, but few get Central right away.
One can have bats in one’s belfry and still ring true.
A $40,000,000 rubber trust is stretching things some.
It’s fully as dangerous being a guide as it is being a deer.
Things should not be what they seem if they are at all unseemly.
Mint julip, though fine as can be, just got the hook from William T.
A woman is considered extremely lucky who is pretty enough not to wear a veil.
There are two ways of looking at a thing: The way you look at it and the way the other fellow looks at it.
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Treason in Milwaukee

Hiccough is usually caused by a disordered stomach. In ordinary cases a good plan is to take a few sips of cold water. – Milwaukee Sentinel.
Coming from Milwaukee, this sounds like treason. What is wrong with the fluid that “made Milwaukee famous?” – New York Herald.
Ah, but that’s what causes the disordered stomach.
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Road Sociability

Drummer – Wouldn’t your horse go just as fast if you didn’t swear at him so much?
Countryman – Yep. I guess he’d go jest ez fast, but he’d feel awful lonesome.
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Nov. 7, 1909














JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

The Contrary Man

When he was very, very young
He was considered sharp of tongue;
His parents feared to raise his wrath,
And never stood across his path.
His playmates always feared the fire
Their opposition would inspire;
He had a hard time in the schools
Because he wouldn’t mind the rules.

He left his home at early age
While in a frightful burst of rage;
“No one is going to haw and gee
Me round this house or farm,” said he
“I’m going to boss myself or bust!”
And then he took the turnpike dust.
He went abroad with the idea
That he would boss the hemisphere.

He found good jobs day after day,
But in the same old foolish way
He wouldn’t take his orders, so
Of course he shortly had to go.
“I won’t allow a living man
Dictating me,” his motto ran;
And so he drifted on through life
Mid poverty and needless strife.

One day he fell exceeding ill,
And in the ward where all was still
The doctor said, “take this”; he cried:
“I won’t obey!” and so he died.
St. Peter met him at the gate
And said, “step in, you’re all but late.”
But came his old, familiar cry:
“No man can order me, good bye!”
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“An eye-opener in the mornin’ is a good thing, but it hed better be the sun or an alarm clock.”
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The Color Line

School children of Cleveland object to taking up the pink tea course as one of their daily studies. And they are right; time enough to learn that when they have reached three score and ten.
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Defining the Cause

“To all accounts it’s a pretty rank show.”
“I don’t know about that; it ran a year in New York city.”
“That’s the reason.”
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Nov. 8, ‘09














JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Joy Again!

Hip hurrah! It isn’t so,
Thet report two days ago,
Theodore way down an’ out
Ridin’ on a rhino’s snout;
Knocked into a jelly raw
By a wicked lion’s paw;
Flattened like a worn-out pant
By some thoughtless ellerfant.

How the message startled us!
What a time an’ what a fuss!
Couldn’t work nur sleep nur eat,
Hed to be out on the street
Where the great news bulletin
Prints the stuff that’s cabled in;
Hopin’, hopin’, evermore
Better news uv Theodore.

We could spare a lot of men,
Politicians, word or pen,
Soldiers, fighters in the ring,
Men who preach an’ men who sing,
Railway magnate, theatre star,
But not our ol’ friend “T. R.”
He who furnishes us full ha’f
Verse an’ joke an’ paragraph.

Let the rhinos, on my soul,
Capture men who found the pole;
Let the lions eat the stars
Who find this an’ that on Mars;
But keep ellerfants galore
Off our gallunt Theodore.
Rumor, grim, an’ full uv woe.
Hip hurrah! It isn’t so.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“It’s all right to take the bull by the horns if you know the bull.”
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Social Item

Not to be outdone by the society editors of our great dailies, the social reporter of the “Gungawamp Advocate” sent in the following last week: “Miss Maybelle Louisa Pickett, the eldest and only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Hiram Pickett of ‘Four Corners,’ and graduate of the class of ’07, district No. 3, was united in the holy bonds of matrimony at high 1 o’clock Wednesday, to Mr. Gabriel Overfoot Hawkins, a rising young grocery clerk of our illustrious village and graduate of the class of ’05, Birch Hollow school. Presents were numerous and costly, but only immediate friends of the contracting parties were present on account of the bad going. The now Mrs. Hawkins is a direct descendant of Mayflower stock on her mother’s side.
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Your Proof, Man

If you’ve been off to fish
     And caught a mess, now mind,
Don’t dare come home again
     And leave your proof behind.
If you have struck a vein,
     A reg’lar Klondike “find,
And want to float some stock,
     Don’t leave your proof behind.

If you’ve been off to hunt
     And shot a moose ‘twas blind
Without your good guide’s help,
     Don’t leave your proof behind.
If you’ve been late o’ nights,
     To do your office grind,
And wife says, “Produce!”
     Don’t leave your proofs behind.
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Dish Washing

We were always told during our youth that it was a fine thing to know how to wash dishes. We couldn’t see anything in it then, but it is all plain to us now. A Cambridge dishwasher has been left an income of $300,000 a year, and if we could only live our life over again how we would make the dishwater fly!
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Nov. 9, ‘09















JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

Da Newa Op’ra House

You theenk baycause I shava you,
     Baycause my brother Dan
He salla fruit, da Dago’s w’at
     You calla “low-brow” man?
You theenka wrong, my noble frand,
     Axcuse me for talla you;
But go you Newa Op’ra House
     An’ see w’at Eet’ly do!

Som’ Dagoman he deeg een tranch,
     Som’ salla good bannan’,
Bet een hees heart he lika art,
     Dees humbla Dagoman.
Som’ time he eesa high-brow, too,
     He gatta high as you;
Just go to Newa Op’ra House
     An’ hear w’at he can do!
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Experience is a dear teacher, but gen’ly she ain’t the one the av’rige schoolboy fust falls in love with.”
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Down to the Core

In Prussia recently, says an exchange, a burglar was convicted on the evidence of teeth marks in an apple, which he had bitten during his operations. They never could catch us that way; we should suspend all burglary operations until the apple was nothing but a juicy memory.
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Cheerful Comment

“Pike’s Peak, Votes for Women” or bust!
Art and opera all around us and not a thing to wear.
A heading says, “North Dakota Trials Ended.” A peace-loving people hope so.
Are you a part of the new party, or merely a party of the new part?
From a football application is about the only place you get your money back.
Everybody knew it would come, “aeroplantis.” There’s always a disease to follow a fad.
It seems almost incredible that John D. had to struggle. Everybody supposed his way had always been as smooth as oil.
If Lincoln’s head is on a cent, and Washington’s is on a nickel, then T. R.’s should go on a silver dollar. At least, that is what some of his admirers think.
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Boston 1915

(Contributed.)

Three suburban visitors at the old Art Museum inquired of the policeman on duty where they could find the Equal Suffrage Association’s exhibit.
“Equal Suffrage,” said he; “what’s that?” Explanation followed.

“Lord, how you puzzled me,” said he; “I thought you were looking for one of them ‘oligies,’ when all you wanted was ‘Votes for Women!’”
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A Mistake

(Contributed.)

A Chinaman cut off his long queue
And put on some clothing all nueue;
     Then to China he went
     But away he was sent
To wait till another one grueue.
                                         H. A. K.
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Training Snakes for Business

In connection with the story sent out from Ontclair, N. J., that a snake had been killed there which yielded up $3.92 in coin, comes the interesting question whether a snake couldn’t be trained to go out and find money. This particular reptile had hunted round and found one half-dollar, eleven quarters, fifteen nickels and two coppers, a fine nest egg for a rainy day. This snake might be called well-off, as snakes go, still doing a good business, with a fair surplus in its treasury. Its chief difficulty would have been when it wished to draw on account. On second thought, we don’t see much advantage in having a trained snake for the purpose of picking up loose change. It would have to be killed in order to get at its receipts, and then after it was dead it would be a failure as a collector.
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That’s So

“They keep building fire escapes larger and more easy of access.”
“Yes?”
“And still, you never heard of fire going out that way.”
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Our “Lady of the Snows”

(From Life.)
A solitude speaks to a nation,
     A Queen sends word from her throne;
“Daughter am I in my father’s house,
     But mistress in my own.
The gates are mine to open,
     As the gates are mine to close,
And I set my house in order,”
     Says Our Lady of the Snows.
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Nov. 10, ‘09















JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Abner the Satisfied

Said ol’ Bill Jones, the grocer man,
     To Abner Pickett, ‘tother day:
“Why don’t you git a runabout
     An’ hev a little style, I say?
You could come down an’ git the mail
     In haf the time you do it now;
Ef I hed ha’f the means you’ve got,
     I’d hev a runabout, I vow!”

Said Abner Pickett, then, to Bill,
     “Ef I wuz only rich ez you,
I’d hev a dozen clerks in here,
     An’ hev a head bookkeeper, too.
I hev to run-about the farm,    
     I’m jest ez busy ez kin be;
I chase the hens an’ chase the cows,
     Thet’s runabout enough fur me!”

Said ol’ Bill Jones, the grocer man,
     “Why don’t you git an airship, hey?
Then you could sail above the town,
     An’ look down on the common clay?
Ef I had money, same ez you,
     No one to s’port but gal and wife,
Considerin’ how cheap they be,
     I’d hev an airship, bet your life.”

Said Abner Pickett, then, to Bill,
     “Ef I’d a grocer store like you,
I’d sell airships an’ runabouts,
     An’ trolley cars an’ warships, too.
My gal’s just back from boardin’ school,
     She’s got a title, or degree;
When she sails out, her college hat
     Is aeroplane enough fur me!”
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Don’t give up too easy, onless you are facin’ a cocked revolver.”
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Dumpson Calls Again

Dumpson, our pessimistic friend, Dumpson, the bachelor, bitter and unchivalrous, dropped in for a few moments yesterday.
“It’s a fine morning,” we ventured.
“It would be fine if it didn’t rain,” he returned, weariedly, “But , do you know,” he continued, while his hollow eyes swept the length of Mason street, “the weather isn’t the only thing that is sadly out of order? Gad! If it were, this existence could be tolerated.”
“What’s aground now?” we asked meekly.
“Well, I was just thinking of aviation. Men have no business to be fooling away at that. Men are all right for the heavier things like building subways and dredging harbors, but aviation is purely woman’s field.”
“Woman has no advantage over man, except that she is lighter in weight,” we ventured.
“Woman has a decided advantage outside  of all that,” he declared.
“Explanations are due.”
“Well, because she is so flighty by nature,” sighed the cold-blooded pessimist.
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White Sails

(Contributed.)

A childish grief to rapture grew
     As, at my mother’s knee,
I sped across the waters blue
     White sails at sea.
Manlier trials now I know,
     Yet returns that early glee
If memory whispers low:
     “White sails at sea.”
                                      Somerville.                     H. A. K.     
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More Snake

My Dear Jocosity: About that snake in New Jersey. I am pained to see that you give credit to his snakeship for being a thrifty financier, for it is evident that he was well filled with dishonesty, unless “findings is havings.” Here is the account”

One half dollar……………………….$0.50
11 quarters……………………………  2.75
9 dimes………………………………..   . 90
15 nickels……………………………..    .75
2 coppers……………………………...    .02
                                                                ____
                                                                 $4.92
Where is the other dollar, if he collected the above amount and only disgorged $3.92? Do you think he is a worthy example to hold up to the rising generation? It is hardly up to your former high moral standard.
                                             “OLD HONESTY”

My Dear “Old Honesty”: Do you suppose this snake worked for nothing? Don’t you suppose he had to eat and dress? He took the dollar, which was his commission, and spent it. Even a snake has to have running expenses.
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Henry’s Followers

“Give me liberty of give me death!”
“Patrick Henry was a great man; he has followers by the thousands.”
“Indeed! Among the orators, statesmen and patriots, I suppose?”
“Well, more frequently among the great mass of mis-mated.”
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Some Thin

Marry my daughter? Why, you young upstart, you couldn’t support half a wife!”
“Well, sir, if you figure width she isn’t much over a quarter.”
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Emotion

[By Richard Watson Gilder in the Atlantic Monthly.]

In each pure rose of art, - earth’s richest dower, -
Lives an emotion molded to a flower;
In every soul that wins through valorous strife
Trembles emotion moulded to a life.


Nov. 11, ‘09
















JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

The Right Track

Are you upon the right track, my friend,
Are you running upon the right rail?
The way it is long and the pace is swift,
       And you want to be sure of the trail.
Don’t open the throttle and give her steam,
       Through the day so bright and night so black,
Unless you are sure your way is secure,
       Unless you’re upon the right track.

The track that is right is the track that’s clear,
       Be sure it is the one you choose;
No head-on collisions to throw you off,
       And no signal lights to confuse.
You will have up-grade and down-grade, my friend,
       Through ledges and tunnels so black;
But you can just fly like a bird a-sky
       If you are upon the right track.

The rails of life they are right and left,
       And they lead you to right and wrong;
They are up and down, they are in and out,
       And the run it is hard and long.
The station, Reward, is the terminal
       For the engine that never turns back;
There is joy for you when your train is due,
       If you’ve made it upon the right track.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

The man whose nose is on the grindstun hain’t got much time fur pokin’ it into somebuddy else’s bizniz.”
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“Of All Sad Words”

In running over the figures anent campaign expenses one might truthfully say, “Politics come high, but we must have them.” The saddest part of it all is, however, that some are forced to say, “Politics come high, but we don’t get them.”
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As Time Goes On

   The bride and groom
        Of yesterday,
   Now have a room
        And board to pay.
   And they’d be glad,
        And think it nice,
   If they but had
        That wasted rice!
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Pavement Philosophy

Do it now, or be done.
The Thanksgiving turkey is an aeroplane.
The real book lover is usually the one who writes it.
The very best way to get on in life is to get a move on.
A man should be proud to earn his own living if he is living right.
There is many a slip between the fruit stand and the railroad station.
Nobody will ever see your little joke in quite the same way you see it.
If your friends give you away they must regard you as being pretty cheap.
If everybody had room according to their strength the average hobo would be accorded the whole of out0of-doors.
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The Sundial

(Contributed.)

I had a watch, that sometimes went,
     I got it at a “guessin’”;
I also got the time that way,
     There’s no use not confessin’.

But often when out hoein’ crops,
     And holler as a ladder,
I’d set my hoe just plumb upright,
     And reckoned by its shadder.

And gen’rally I got it close,
     ‘Twixt feelin’s and the hoe, sir;
And knew how near ‘twas twelve o’clock,
     When t’ dinner horn ‘u’d blow, sir.
     Melrose.                              T. F.
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Getting By

Hank Stubbs – Airshippin’ will be safer than the other kind, anyway.
Bige Miller – How so?
Hank Stubbs – Waal, when they wanter pass they kin go out round, duck or jump over.
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Nip and Tuck

He – I wouldn’t marry a girl who put on false hair!
She – And I wouldn’t marry a man who would put on a false front!
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A High Course

He – Do you believe in the higher education for girls?
She -
Oh, my, yes; I’m taking lessons in aviation already.
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Nov. 12, ‘09















JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

Holdin’ Up the Mail

(A Protest from Gungawamp)
“Them college games, football an’ sech, an’ rowin’ races, too,
Are jest the right an’ proper things fur them who’ve been all through
The bloomin’ things, fur them who go to college an’ the like,
But I’ve an idee it is time fur quiet folks to strike
Ag’inst the interferunce uv the traffic hereabout
A-holdin’ up the local trains, an’ puttin’ people out;
‘Cuz ev’ry time they hev a game our trains git in a state,
An’ we are inconvenienced ‘cuz the evenin’ mail is late.

Last year I know the rowin’ match ‘tween Harvard an’ ol’ Yale
Jest raised the very dickens with our usual evenin’ mail;
We waited at the office say frum six to nine o’clock,
Becuz the specials crowded all the locals in the block.
We stood an’ waited hour by hour becuz a score uv boys
Wuz rowin’ on the river midst a lot uv fuss an’ noise.
An’ things we said warn’t compliments to Harvard nor to Yale
Fur keepin’ us so late at night a waitin’ fur the mail.

Perhaps we didn’t git no mail, no letters, anyway,
But still, we might hev had, an’ so you see, we had to stay.
We don’t propose to hev our mail a-layin’ overnight
Becuz a lot uv college boys are startin’ up a fight.
Guess not! This year we’ve been to see Charles Mellin, president,
An’ asked to hev the specials held, an’ hev the locals sent;
We don’t propose, year after year, to set around the same,
A-waitin’ fur our mail becuz they’ve hed a football game!
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Ef somebody wants to ride a free hoss to death it would be better fur all consarned to give him a cheap autymobile.”
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A Mistaken Idea

Don’t think because the average chorus girl is pretty that she necessarily lacks intelligence, because a good understanding is necessary if she is to perform her work satisfactorily.
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Cheerful Comment

President Taft is going some!
A student is the way you look at him.
“Old Grad” and “Fair Co-eds” will meet tonight.
Beware of “Red Widows”; blondes are perfectly harmless.
Clock campaigns are timely, and right on the dot.
Another week and poorer Boston may see its Art Museum.
The story of Edward A. Trevallyan, the near-millionaire dishwasher, is turning out to be dishwater.
If a man with a cork leg can rob an express car, what could a man with solid underpinning do?
Naturally the fellows who have a strong preference for “Old Jamaica” are moistening their lips and waiting anxiously for any word that may come from that strangely silent island.
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Cigarettes Included

“A smokeless oil stove is a fine thing in a cold room.”
“Yes; they just kill all the other disagreeable odors.”
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Nov. 13, ‘09















JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

The Great American Novel

We have waited for its coming with a patience fair to see,
We have dreamed about it nightly, in a more or less degree;
We have urged our fellow-writers to sit down and grind it out,
And our hopes and plans and pleadings they have all gone up the spout.

For a man who isn’t busy ‘tis an easy thing to do;
There are plots and local colors almost everywhere in view.
Why some one does not produce it is most hard to understand,
When the world is waiting for it with the money in its hand.

Ah! This great American novel, it’s been long upon the way;
Oftentimes one thinks he’s hit it, but he’s always been astray.
There is something that he misses, something lacking, sure as fate,
And we’re more than disappointed, and again we wait and wait.

But perhaps the fault lies deeper than the mighty novelist;
Maybe he can’t produce it with his Indiana fist.
Why this novel isn’t written maybe, we would humbly state,
Is because this new-born country is too brilliant and too great!
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“The wise burglar takes ev’rything into consideration fust, an’ the loot afterwards.”
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Pavement Philosophy

The play’s the thing if it’s a game.
There is always a man higher up.
Then, too, there is the pessi-optimist.
Clothes do a lot for some people. and ruin some others.
There wouldn’t be so much alimony if there were more alibi.
Some auto traps are not noticeable, while some others are pretty noisy.
When some women don’t figure well it is on account of the figures.
Many a happy youngster will be able to tell you who has the north pole on Christmas morning.
No wonder the enemies of Dr. Cook are on nettles while he is in hiding; they fear he might bob up with another pole.
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Buncoed

“No, me good woman, I didn’t come fur nut’n’ ter eat; I knowed me job better’n dat.”
“What did you come for, then?”
“Jest ter tip you off ter w’at de woman down de road is sayin’ about you.”
“Well, what does she say?”
“She says dat your cookin’ is so plum bad dat even de hoboes can’t eat it.”
“She’s just right, they can’t; move along!”
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The Late Crop

Hank Stubbs – Chestnuts are awful wormy this year, ain’t they?
Bige Miller – You be’n readin’ them funny papers, too?
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Useful Indeed

“Of all the useless cads, that Jonesly is the limit!”
“O, I don’t know; he always has a match about him.”
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It Did Sound Funny

“That was an awful joke your wife sprung.”
“I didn’t hear it.”
“Well, shortly after you were married she told my wife that she’d taken a flat, but might leave it at any time.”
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The Signal

(Contributed.)

The gun that signals sunset
     Comes booming o’er the sea;
Tonight, we solemn listen,
     Tomorrow hence may be.

We wait another signal,
     Across another sea;
We listen, and we listen,
     That signal sets us free.
Somerville.                         H. A. K.
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Nov. 14, ‘09














JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

The Joy Hunter


He was a mighty hunter and he sallied forth to shoot,
  And all the game it trembled through the forest far and wide;
He must have been a hunter, for he wore a hunter’s suit,
     With gun of latest pattern hanging downward at his side.
The squirrel hid in terror, and the partridge flew away,
     The rabbit skulked to safety ‘neath the ruined old stone wall;
The duck stayed in the heavens where a shot could never stray,
     “Bob White” stayed under cover and would answer not his call.

He wandered over meadow and he roamed across the lea,
     And tramped the forest faithfully until the close of day;
And during all his wanderings, no victim did he see,
     Not once the mighty hunter brought his weapon into play.
And did he curse his folly, did he rail at lack of game,
     And shoot at something friendly just to vent his hunter’s spite?
No, sir, he thanked his fortune that he didn’t kill or maim,
     Enjoyed his woodland journey, and was rested come the night.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Some folks, ef they can’t be the biggest tud in the puddle, hope the puddle will all dry up.”
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One Thing Leads to Another

“I tell you,” cried Mrs. Votehunter, “we will never stop until we have a woman President.”
“If you would only stop there,” said her husband, “we would be satisfied, but you won’t. Some of you will want to be speaker of the House, and that will necessitate a cigar in the corner of your mouth.”
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That Trained Snake

Dear Jocosity – I read your interesting screed about training a snake to go out and pick up loose change, and think the idea a good one, but, like everything else, it might be carried too far. The ordinary snake is not much above the human being in morals, and once it got a taste of making money there might be no end to its effort to obtain coin. For instance, it might climb porches and through open windows at night, and go through one’s trousers’ pocjets as they hang gracefully over a chair back. Confidentially, I believe this method is pursued more or less in my own household, during the midnight hours, and were trained snakes to enter the field where would we be in the morning?
Malden.                                        “ALARMIST.”
Dear Jocosity – You said you thought training snakes to pick up loose change would be unprofitable because one would have to kill the snakes in order to make them cough up. Now I don’t think so. If snakes could be taught to collect coin they could be taught other things. Why couldn’t they be taught to stand on their heads and shake down the change to the mother earth who gave it?
Winchester.                              “NATURALIST.”
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College Fed

What makes the full-back look so queer?
     His habits would belie it;
It is because he’s kept, I fear,
     Upon the pigskin diet.
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Cupid’s Blindness

If Cupid had a grain of sense
     He’d surely try to find out whether
His income would match her expense
     Before he ties two souls together.
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Cupid’s History

First sight,
Delight.
Engaged,
Caged.
Married,
Harried.
Divorce?
Of course.
Judge, stony –
Alimony.
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Accounting for His Change

“Did you have anything up on the game?”
“Yes; that’s why I’m so down.”
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Did It Pay?

(A Contributed Limerick.)

In England a bold suffragette
On a ballot box acid upsette;
     Her effort was foiled,
     Her best dress was spoiled,
And she’ll be in jail a month yette.
                                         H. A. K.
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Nov. 15, ‘09
















JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

Margaret Illington

“I’d rather sit when comes the night
And darn his socks by candlelight,
Than be an actress, all the rage,
Upon the shallow, tinseled stage.”
Thus sang a maiden, loud and clear,
So all the list’ning world might hear;
Thus said the histrionic pet,
The fair and graceful Margaret.

“Let me darn socks, and cease to rant
In Shakespearean or Cohan cant;
Let me my darning needle ply,
And croon a twilight lullaby.
No more for me the wild applause,
The big bouquet, or dome hurrahs;
The household broom, the simple life,
For me the loved, domestic wife.”

And who will say that she is wrong?
Who’ll not applaud her twilight song?
The stocking darner, if you please,
Is great as any one of these;
The home is in the loving heart,
And not the corridors of art.
Sing high, sing low the household pet,
The fair and graceful Margaret.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“The man who ain’t up with the birds ain’t up with what he orter be.”
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Cheerful Comment

      , he also ran.”
The barefoot boy is also barefoot burglar.
“Uncle Joe” has a ball team added to his battery.
All we can say to Dartmouth is, “Come again, boys.”
Men may come and men may go, but mayors go on forever.
If the “fat man’s offer” at the Park could be postponed a little we’d make a bid for it.
Thank you. just the same, but personally we don’t think a humorist would make a good mayor.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox says the cemetery is a blot on Nature’s face. Nature has worse than that, Ella.
The youngsters are getting active; Lyman Gage to wed at 73, and Uncle Joe Cannon the owner of a baseball nine.
What is the use in trying to work up to be a “good gray poet,” anyway, when one’s birthplace brings but $1250 to the highest bidder?
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Bige Won’t Change

“They kin advertise the 1915 movement all they hev a mind to,” said Bige Miller, looking up from his paper, “but when it comes to keepin’ good time I’ve kerried a Swiss fur over thutty years, an’ I ain’t a-goin’ to change movements now.”
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Playful Willie

(A Shipboard Tragedy – Contributed.)

When playful William Henry, with a howl of boyish glee,
Threw cunning Baby Annabelle into the deep, deep sea,
She made a dandy little splash; then vanished ‘neath the waves.
Now Willie’s heart is filled with pride, but mamma raves and raves!
   Boston.                              – EPH KAY.
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Eggs Come High

Miss Lillie Sutton, a white woman of Ocean Springs, Miss., has been sentenced to seven years in the state penitentiary for stealing five eggs from a neighbor. This is paying a higher price for eggs than even we have been obliged to pay in Boston for several weeks past. One year per egg would have been an exorbitant penalty, but she gets a fraction more than that. Usually we are not enthusiastic about the poultry business, but if one must have eggs we believe it is cheaper to keep hens than to steal the fruit thereof. Lillie, as we get the news, was a property owner, and therefore could have kept hens had she so desired. In good hen weather a pair of industrious biddies would have kept her wants supplied with nice, fresh-laid eggs, while those purloined from a neighbor one can never bank on. Eggs come high no matter how we get them, but Lillie, of course, took the most expensive way of all. To the layman, on general principles, we would say, “Don’t keep hens,” but if you must have eggs at any price we would advise you to have a layout of your own.
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Eskimo Bill

No more the sweltering President,
     When summer comes around,
Will have to seek a cool retreat
     On some far distant ground.
For in his offices at home,
     The latest papers state,
He’ll have, by artificial means,
     An igloo up to date.
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The Adv. Does It

“The motion is made that the ladies do their Christmas shopping early and often.”
“The motion is not seconded by any of the husbands and fathers.”
“But it is carried just the same.”
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Nov. 16, ‘09















JOCOSITIES
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Man is known by the comperny he keeps, also the borrowed books.”
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The Artist

(Contributed.)

An artist went down on the quay,
And painted a view of the suay;
     Which his friends much admired,
     And though no one inquired,
Many wondered just what it could buay.
     Dorchester.                   H. A. K.
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Eph Declines

Hiram Hutchins – Hope your boy Eph ain’t on one uv them college football teams?
Abijah Perkins – Not much; Eph got ketched under a team roller once an’ he knows how it feels.
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Jam and Cookery Dept.

“Watch your cellar closely,” says a farm paper. “That’s all right,” remarked the mother of seven growing children, “but it’s more profitable for me to keep my eyes on the pantry.”
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Cheerful Comment

One day nearer “beautiful snow.”
Isn’t “Preventum” just as good?
“The play’s the thing – to keep one young.” – L. R.
Hope the Spokane apple growers got their barrels right end up.
Football is bound to “go,” but not in the way some people think it ought.
Dr. Cook’s Thanksgiving offering starts for Copenhagen on Nov. 25.
And only a few weeks ago we thought we couldn’t live without baseball!
One of the sure signs of prosperity is the fact that there is so much “money wanted.”
Gov. Hoch of Kansas, at a meeting of the New England Woman’s Club, announced himself in favor of woman’s suffrage. What else could he do under the circumstances?
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“Facilis Est Decensus”

(Contributed.)

If you would climb to heights of fame,
     Once started, don’t give in;
But round by rounf the ladder mount
     Until the goal you win.

Foot firmly placed on lower round,
     Strive daily and mount higher;
To reach the topmost round of all
     Let it be your desire.

The, having climbed up to the top,
     Hold firmly on, I pray;
Or “Facilis Est Descentus,”
     You’ll find to your dismay.
Lynn.                                – Elsie L.
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Nov. 17, ‘09















JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

“The Lazy New Englander”

(“I think a Bostonian or New Englander is the laziest person on earth” – N. C. Fowler, Jr.)

O, come now, most ungracious Nat,
What do you mean by saying that?
You know the statement isn’t true
Unless the same applies to you.
Why, Boston is the busy hive
That keeps the hemisphere alive.
Shame on you, saying things like that;
The people think you’re Nervy, Nat.

Have you forgotten Johnnie F.?
Or are you dense and blind and deaf?
The man who took his mayor’s degrees,
Immortalized his three big “B’s,”
Who gave all city drones the snub,
And set things spinning round the hub?
What have you now, sir, to say to that,
O, breezy, bluff, disjointed Nat?

If you would see activity
Come round where active people be;
No doubt – and we have heard it said,
Things in your blacksmith shop are dead.
Don’t judge New England, nor this town,
Because YOUR boots are fastened down.
Cheer up! Don’t sing us songs like that,
Or we will think you’re peeving, Nat.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“It frequently hap’ns in teamin’ thet the hoss sorter be up on the seat, an’ the driver gittin’ the the tail end uv the lash.”
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Pay Your Debts

“Pay your debts,” says Elbert Hubbard, the light of Aurora. By “debts” Elbert means anything you happen to owe the butcher, the baker, humanity in general, or for any Roycroft books that may have been sent to you unsolicited.
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Financial Note:

It might be said of the New York business man, whose liabilities are $12,021 and whose assets are but one small dog, value not given, that his affairs have gone to the bow-wows.
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John’s Clever Scheme

Mrs. Meeker – John, it is 2 A. M., and you are just getting in; where in the world have you been all this time?
John – I found, my dear (his), I had a lot o’ them “fake dimesh” in my (his) pocket, sho I staid outsh (hic) till I could getsh rid of ‘em.
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The Sausage War

The papers say we’re going to have
     A sausage war; dear me!
I can’t imagine, on my soul,
     Such great calamity.
I don’t believe this commonwealth,
     Where peace and wisdom teem,
Is eke so near the bow-wows as
     A sausage war would seem.

Nay, give us peace, and sausage, too!
     O, battle, stay thy hand!
Break not the links that bind us close,
     Part not our sausage band.
O may the bark exceed the bite,
     And may the barking cease;
Dog-gone the jaw that howls for war,
     O, sausage, rest in peace!
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The Pike

(I Go A-Fishing.)

Multiply a four-pound pickerel by eight and you have a pike. This torpedo-shaped plunger is found in large lakes and rivers because there wouldn’t be room for him in small ones. Walton is strangely silent on the pickerel, but Webster, who wasn’t much of a fisherman, comes to the rescue and assures us that the pickerel is a small pike. If that is true, then the pike must be a large pickerel, which we have often contended, but which many anglers won’t admit. There isn’t much new to be said about the pike, except that he lives in the water most of the time, and is the piker of his race. The most important thing about pike fishing is to be exceedingly careful of your property when in pike country, as he is a noted glutton, and any little thing like a watch and chain, handbag or rubber boot lost overboard he will readily swallow and claim as his own. Children taken out of pike fishing trips should be firmly lashed into the boat, since a hungry pike is no respector of baits.
The most puzzling thing about pikeology, or pickerelitis, whichever it may be, is to tell where the pickerel leaves off and the pike begins, and vice versa. We have had many an otherwise happy fishing day spoiled by not knowing whether we had landed a small pike or a large pickerel, and until we have a way of finding out the real truth in the matter, fishing along the lilypads for us will never be what it ought to be.
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Nov. 18, ‘09














JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Uncle Ezra Says:

“Some folks keep their umbrel’s up a long time after the rain is over fur the puppus uv coaxin’ symperthy.”
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A Clean Sweep

A Washington county (Pa.) woman is said to have deserted her husband, taking all the household effects and five head of cattle, leaving nothing for her husband but an old mule. A few days later the mule kicked the man, causing his death, and now the neighbors are wondering if the woman won’t come back and take the mule.
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Cheerful Comment

The cold wave made a clean sweep.
A $100,000 head doesn’t grow on every trunk.
Sir Thomas would better stick to the cup that cheers.
Let us hope his “Rah, rah, rah” will be worse than his bite.
There’s snow on Mars already, so you may take comfort in knowing it’s on the way.
And it came to pass that “Elijah” returned his flock to the Shiloh pastures.
Wellman is glad he didn’t find the pole. Dr. Cook is glad also that he (Wellman) didn’t find it.
It looks as though the “Don’t Marry” girl would have to change her advice to “Marry as often as you can.”
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Good Fishing

Don’t worry about that Hope diamond, it will turn up again before many fashionable seasons have passed. A fish will swallow it, and then some enthusiastic press agent will land the fish.
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His Opportunity

“Oh, Tom, you mean old thing! I’ll never speak to you again as long as I live!”
“Then I shall be only too glad to make you my wife!”
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Putting Him Right

“Dearest, will you take me for better or for worse?”
“You mean for short or for long, don’t you?”
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Declared Off

(Contributed.)

A rich girl who lived in Dubuque
Once became engaged to a duque;
     When he found her old man
     Had no cash in the pan,
The affair it wound up in a fluque.
Dorchester.                            H. A. K.
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Nov. 19, ‘09

















JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Play the Game

If you’re on the football team
     Play the game;
While the others sit and dream
     Play the game.
Play the game from first to last,
Play it strong and play it fast;
Play it like a master past,
     Play the game.

If you’re on the team of work
     Play the game;
Do not hang around and shirk,
     Play the game.
Take an earnest, snappy lead,
To your coach give plenty heed,
Don’t let laggards stop your speed,
     Play the game.

If you’re on the team of right
     Play the game;
Let the weak ones feel your might,
     Play the game.
Put some kindness in the play,
From the square don’t go astray
Then you’ll win the mighty day,
     Play the game.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“People who live in glass houses must expect to be seen ef they don’t pull down the curtains.”
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Cheerful Comment

Fish must be in the swim.
Don’t sail under any false colors today.
Soldiers of mis-fortune, that Cannon and Grace.
Winter is near, and even the auto is shaking in its shoes.
“Dust thou art to dust returneth,” but O, Harvard, make a goal!
At the same time, there will be a good deal more kicking outside the Stadium.
Just because they have a football game out in Cambridge in the afternoon the police don’t see any need of repeating it several times in Boston during the evening.
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Football

(The game as it was played. Contributed.)

He made a run around the end,
     Was tackled from the rear;
The right guard sat upon his neck,
     The fullback on his ear.

The centre sat upon his legs,
     Two ends sat on his chest;
The quarter and the halfback then
     Sat down on his to rest.

The left guard sat upon his head,
     A tackle on his face;
The coroner was next called in
     To sit upon his case.
                          – “AN OLD SUB.”
Massachusetts avenue,
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Musical Hens

Calling hens by means of singing the hymn, “Come Ye Sinners, Poor and Needy,” is the proud accomplishment of a Harwich widow. It is said that they will respond to none of the usual calls for meals, but the moment their mistress opens with the hymn they come sprinting from all directions. Without a doubt this woman has a wonderful voice, and may later be heard in grand opera. Debutante’s night was instituted, we believe, for worthy candidates. We suggest that the Harwich woman try some of the easier operatic airs on the biddies, and if they take kindly to them to pack up and come at once to Boston. The main trouble with a great many professional singers is that their voices have never been tried on hens.
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A Quatrain to Football

“Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah rah!
     Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah!
Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah rah!
     Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah!!!!”
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Nov. 20, ‘09














JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Shakespeare and the Pole
                                          
Said ol’ Bill Jones, the grocer man,
     To all the list’nin’ “ring,”
“Don’t know ef Shakespeare writ them plays,
     Or someone else, I jing!
What diffrunce is it goin’ to make
     To clear the matter up?
They can’t reward the writer now
     With no big lovin’ cup.

“‘Twon’t make no diffrunce here to home,
     ‘Twon’t make no odds to him;
He’s dead an’ gone, an’ praises now
     Would be most awful slim.
The time to find out who is who,
     An’ who done this an’ that,
Is when the parties are alive,
     An’ folks know where they’re at.”

Said ol’ Bill Jones, the grocer man,
     “They kennot prove it now;
What made ‘em wait 300 years?
     It’s foolish anyhow.
The time to fix sech questions up
     Is right upon the dot;
Ef I hed b’en alive them days
     I’d fixed it, tell y’ what!”

Said Abner Hawkins then to Bill,
     “Ef you’re so all-fired smart
At findin’ out sech things ez these
     Why don’t you try your art
On myst’ries uv the presunt day?
     Find out who found the pole!”
An’ the Bill Jones, the grocer man,
     Knowed he wuz in a hole.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Stick to the farm, but don’t necessarily, when you are away frum home, let the farm stick to you.”
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A Forced Habit

The barber had just returned from a fishing trip, and had brought home a fine string. A little later he was out back of the house, armed for the purpose of cleaning them. He had the largest of his catch about half “scaled,” when he stopped suddenly and asked: “Does the razor hurt you?” Receiving no answer, he looked, wondered and then awakened to his real occupation. But this old force of habit wouldn’t down, for by the time he had the fish nicely shaved he unconsciously came out with: “Face massage, sir?”
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Pavement Philosophy

It’s a long face that has no smile.
Love makes the world go round with its arm in a sling.
Yes, even a boiler maker may hammer at the door of fame.
It’s a poor rule that won’t work any way you want it to.
The reason some people don’t make a good showing is because they show too much.
Choose the lesser of two evils, but always dodge both of ‘em if you can.
The wit of the average after-dinner speaker is usually crowded out with other good things.
The road to success may be paved with good intentions, but most travelers find the intentions are more or less bumpy as they go along.
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The Wise Old Turkey

Turkey roostin’ in the tree
Jest ez high ez he kin be;
Been up there a week or more,
Feelin’ discontent an’ sore.
Feelin’ shaky, ‘cuz he knows
Ol’ Thanksgiving’s pretty close.
“Gobble, gobble,” loud, says he,
“You can’t git me, no sir-ee!”

Farmer goes an’ gits his gun,
Thinks he’ll hev a little fun;
Turkey hollers, “Hi, don’t shoot,
I’ll come down, you big galoot!”
Turkey comes down with a grin,
Pale an’ weak an’ worn an’ thin;
Farmer says, disgusted ‘bout:
“You ain’t fit to eat, git out!”
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Fine Consideration

“Have you congratulated Pickett on his marriage yet?”
“No; fact is, John always avoided gloomy subjects, and long ago I learned to respect his wishes.”
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They Wear Well

“O, you men are so lucky; your styles seldom change.”
“That is because the styles we adopt are so sensible we don’t have to change them.”
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Early Training

“You don’t rise and offer your car seat to the women any more?”
“No; I’m trying to get them educated up to being men amongst men.”
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A Toss at the Tankard

(Contributed.)

A glimpse of the blue sky, with a wiff of the sea,
     A toss at the tankard of Nature for me;
God granting me these, with love in my heart,
     I ask not companion, nor counsel, nor art.

I live in that passionate lover, the Sun;
     Clouds ride the air, ships sail the sea.
Counsel, or art, or friend will I none,
     If Nature my lover and sweetheart will be.
Somerville.                              H. A. KENDALL.


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Nov. 21, ‘09
















JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

The Man Who Snores

There’s the man who tells us stories,
    Oft recounting all his glories
When he pitched upon the diamond, winning laurels for his team;
When he was a noted punter,
    Or a most ferocious hunter,
Or the trophy winning angler when he fished the swirling stream.
    There’s the man who tells us riddles,
    Or the man who poorly fiddles,
All of whom we fain would christen as lot of daily bores,
    But the worst, in our opinion,
    In the blessed whole dominion,
Is the man who rooms below us with his deep sonorous snores.

    We can stand the cricket calling,
    We can stand the caterwauling
Of the melancholy pussies as they ventilate their cares;
    And the milkman on his mission
    Doesn’t alter our position,
Nor the late, 2 A.M. boarder who comes falling up the stairs.
    But there ought to be an island,
    Some far-distant low or high land,
Just a wild, secluded region miles beyond our quiet shores,
    For that offspring of perdition
    Who, beyond the thin partition,
Fairly penetrates the welkin with his deep resounding snores.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“They’s allus a big waitin’ list fur Somehin’ to turn up.”
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Political Note

James J. Storrow, candidate for mayor, smokes long, black cigars, as small round as a lead pencil. This is the first smoke of the campaign. If mere “smokes” are to be a feature in Boston’s future political life, then we want to know what the other fellows smoke, and right away.
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Cheerful Comment

Pigskin done now, let us think of the turkey.
When carpenters strike they cease to strike, too.
Airshipping is folding its wings for the season.
Gargling oil is in great demand by football enthusiasts.
Don’t smoke the band on your cigar, then blame the dealer because the cigar “runs bad.”
Man is still mistaken for deer. He will have to put on hirns and walk on all fours to escape the careless hunter.
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Swapping Stock

I have no horse or buggy now,
     Not even cow or goat;
I had to sell them when I bought
     My wife a pony coat.
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Good Reasoning

“The time to save is when you’re young.”
“That’s all right, but a fellow doesn’t earn anything until he gets well along, and then it costs more to live.”
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He’s Willing

Mrs. Meeker – John, would you really care if I should vote?
Mr. Meeker – No; not if you voted the way I wanted you to.
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The Oyster

(“I Go a-Fishing.”)

Whether an oyster is a fish or a nut depends on his immediate location. His shell would indicate that he is a nut, and a hard one to crack. Water being his only beverage makes him strong for the fish. Years of intimacy with the oyster, however, both in his native element and on the table, has convinced us thusly: If he is at the bottom of the sea, swimming round to his heart’s content, with nothing to do but eat, drink and be merry, then there is no good reason for not supposing him to be a fish. If, on the other hand, he is piled up in your cellar, waiting to be tapped with a stone hammer or squeezed with the nut-cracker, then there is no special reason why he should not be called a nut. Of course, the average angler is very much peeved at the oyster because he won’t take a fly or chase a trolling spoon, and therefore won’t admit that he should be classed with the game fish of America, but many a man knows that the oyster is game is he once gets a reasonable hold of one’s finger or cute little toe.
The chief virtue of the oyster is his reluctance to calling any attention to himself by loud talking or making a splurge. He goes through life as quietly as possible, and if he had his way would never come to the surface either of the sea or in the white-livered, homemade stew. For all the aesthetic angler looks with cold disdain upon the fighting qualities of the oyster, yet he is always glad to see him at the head of a tempting bill of fare, where, it can’t be denied, he always leads the most gamey fish by several laps.
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Nov. 22, ‘09


















JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Enter: Buckwheat Pancakes

No more for us the morning mush,
The sawdust or baled hay;
No more the bacon and the egg
     Of some long, bygone day.
No more the patent flake or shred
     To be our morning fate,
The frost is on the pumpkin now,
     The buckwheat on the plate.

Each season brings its crowning joy,
     Spring, summer, winter, fall,
But winter, with its morning feast,
     Just beats ‘em one and all.
Back to the pines with toast and hash,
     They’re lame and out of date;
The frost is on the pumpkin now,
     The buckwheat’s on the plate.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“It’s a mighty poor man who says he lets his roof go unshingled so his prayers will git to heaven easier.”
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Cheerful Comment

Admiral Schley should keep out of the chorus.
If President Zelaya makes up faces at Uncle Sam he must be spanked.
What is a 27-pound turkey, anyway? A pair of ‘em would hardly fill the Bill.
It must be that some people are putting on storm doors and windows to keep the heat out.
Of course, if you stay in the city you won’t be shot by being mistaken for a deer, but you may be mistaken for a lamp post by a chauffeur and run down.
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Poets of the “Tongue”

William Watson, the noted English poet, included in his recent volume, “New Poems,” a pepperish piece of verse entitled, “The Woman with the Serpent’s Tongue.” It was a pretty strong poem for Will; unusually strong. So much so in fact that people both sides of the water sat up and took notice. If Kipling had dashed it off nobody would have been amazed, but when gentle Will Watson brought it out it almost gave the literary world heart failure. Whether the poem was founded on fact, or merely some woman in particular, the world doesn’t know, and that is why it is kicking, principally. Richard Le Gallienne, who used to write good poetry, long before he settled in this country, took it upon himself to answer Watson’s poem with one entitled “The Poet with the Coward’s Tongue,” calling Will down considerably severely, and though Dick’s poem didn’t contain one-half the number of volts that Will’s did, still the latter when he read it, took exceptions to Dick’s careless use of the English language, and is coming over here to “settle” the affair.
Poetical circles have been fearfully prosy for a long time, and if this “affair” can be pulled off successfully there will be great rejoicing among the idle pen-pushers, and the Nicaraguan and Jeff-John differences will be obliged to take next-to-the-wall seats for a time at least. Weapons to be used, so far as we can learn, haven’t been decided upon, but we have strong hopes of being called in as a second for one or the other of the contracting parties, and in such an event we will insist upon fountain pens at four paces, loaded with diluted printer’s ink.
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The Soubrette

How doth the little gay soubrette
     Improve the dazzling chorus?
By smiling on the front row vet
     And kicking up before us.
Long live the busy, chic soubrette
     To ever dance before us;
To her we owe a lively debt –
     She partly hides the chorus.

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Well and Happy

(Contributed.)
He raced for the Vanderbilt purse,
They thought he’d next ride in a hurse.
     Her care pulled him through;
     Then what did he do?
Why! Of course he married the nurse!
    Dorchester.                        H. A. K.
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The Portly Poet

“What has become of the old-time, gaunt attic poet?”
“He’s moved down to the first floor front now, and is dictating to his stenog.”
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Working Along

The teacher came up behind two little girls who were working industrially.
“What are you doing?” she asked the first.
“Some sums.”
“And you?”
“Sums some.”
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Nov. 23, ‘09










JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Welcome, Spring

O, spring, will you excuse us, please,
     For ev’rything we’ve writ
About the winter and the fall –
     We’ve made a mess of it.
We got our dates mixed up, you see,
     We thought the fall was due;
Instead of springing winter songs,
     We should have sung of you!

You see, we followed calendar
     And old-time almanac,
And thought for sure ‘twas wintertime,
     But now we take it back.
Hail spring, most beautiful and fair,
     Hail springtime, soft and sweet!
Hereafter we will have a care
     And not get off our beat.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“To the victor belongs the spoils, an’ a good many times they sp’ile the victor.”
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Our 1915

Senator Flint, who has just returned from the great diggings, predicts that the Panama canal will be opened in 1915. It is very evident that the men in charge haven’t heard that we have selected that particular year for our big time here, and we hereby wish to inform them that we don’t want any Gatun dam interference with our plans.
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Pavement Philosophy

Every one has his “third degree” some time.
The punster should be handed over to the gunster.
Why is a joke? It isn’t, one time in a thousand.
Saving up for a rainy day always seems to encourage cloudy weather.
A man is best known by the company he keeps putting off.
A little humor, by the way, is better than a big display.
The rounder is so because he gets his corners knocked off.
In order to get the early worm some men think it necessary to go out the night before.
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Bige Miller Writes:

“We learned a goodly thing or two
     Right here upon the farm;
A cocktail on the fence won’t do
     No livin’ soul no harm.”
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There They Go Again

“Jack thinks his fiancé is a jewel of the first water.”
“Everybody is remarking how awfully thin they think she is.”
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Washing Off Suspicion

Old Hobo – Well, say, w’at are yer washin’ yer mitts fer – tryin’ ter kill de fish in dis brook?
Young Hobo – No ‘tain’t dat; but I ain’t goin’ ter run no chances o’ bein’ took fer a Black Hander, see?
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Going Some

Albert A. Kendrick of Los Angeles called on his sweetheart, in Wilmington. “twenty miles away,” daily for thirteen years. Not counting in leap years, he has Sheridan beaten 4744 times, history having failed to mention that Gen. Phil made the dash more than once. Before the days of the bicycle Kendrick made the daily journey on horseback; then, finding the horse too slow, he mounted his wheel and flew to his loved one on wings of air. (Explanation: Tires filled with air.)
Next a trolley line connected Kendrick’s native city and Wilmington, when he found his lovemaking easier; so easy, in fact, that the novelty arising from the hardships was over, so the couple were married Nov. 18. In all, Kendrick travelled about 189,800 miles, and never skipped a day out of the thirteen years. To the many couples who fall in love at first sight, and “do it all up” in a week, these figures must seem astounding; but they are, nevertheless, healthy. The least that can be said about Kendrick is, he knew what he wanted, and went after it until he got it.
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Refused to Start Anything

(Contributed.)

Arthur and I were up to the electric show the other afternoon, and we saw many wonderful things, and as we were wandering about I noticed a sign that said: “If you want to know who is boss around here, start something!” I supposed they had John L. on a leash, or Henry Cabot, or, perhaps, Uncle Joe Cannon; but there was not anything in sight but a mild, stoutish, pink, middle-aged lady. But I didn’t start anything – I was afraid of a shock. I have known just such innocent-looking appliances that carried about 20,000 volts.
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Nov. 24, ‘09














JOCOSITIES
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By JOE CONE

Thanksgiving

For all the blessings of the year
     We here give thanks;
And for the slate that’s clean and clear
     We here give thanks.
We’re thankful for the clothes we wear,
The health that stands the wear and tear,
And for the things we do not care
     We here give thanks.

Because ‘tis now, and we are here,
     We here give thanks;
Because the turkey is so near,
     We here give thanks.
We’re thankful we’re dyspepsia free,
And for the goodies that we see;
And for our great capacity
     We here give thanks.

Because we didn’t find the pole
     We here give thanks;
Because we weren’t mining coal
     We here give thanks.
We’re thankful we are far from great,
That we are not a candidate
For mayor well – at any rate,
     We here give thanks.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Them who ain’t got no turkey to eat today orter be thankful thet they ain’t got it to pay for.”
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Cheerful Comment

Now, altogether: “Gobble, gobble, gobble!”
After all, the wishbone’s the thing.
Y – ou M – ust C -ontribute, A – lso.
Not many would want that Astor risk.
If business is poor, prod your press agent.
Moral – Don’t keep a pretty housemaid.
Zelaya mustn’t think of shooting Uncle Sam’s way.
This is the day the boy takes kindly to the dressing his father gives him.
Vandals have stolen Vice-President Sherman’s gavel. Can’t he make a hit without it?
Left-over turkeys shouldn’t feel slighted; they will have another chance next month.
A German bank won’t give up Abdul Hamid’s $3,000,000. We wouldn’t without a small-sized revolution.
Annette Kellerman has been arrested for speeding, but as yet she hasn’t lost any costly jewels.
It’s hard enough to be mistaken for a deer, but to be mistaken for a common house cat and shot to death is close to the limit.
They are playing in New York “Is Matrimony a Failure?” The stage people themselves ought to be able to answer that question right off the reel.
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Bige Miller Says:

“A headin’ in the paper says, ‘$100,000 for Tuberculosis.’ Pussonally, I wouldn’t give a cent fur it.”
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Hard to Raise

It’s not because our faith is lame,
     The reason we don’t flew;
If we could raise the wind we claim
     We’d raise the airship, too.
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Gratitude

(By Henry Van Dyke in “The White Bees.”)

“Did you give thanks for this? – or that?”
No, God be thanked
          I am not grateful
In that cold, calculating way, with blessing ranked
As one, two, three and four – that would be hateful.

I only know that every day brings good above
          My poor deserving;
I only feel that in this road of Life, true Love
Is leading me along and never swerving.

Whatever girts and mercies in my lot may fall,
          I would not measure
As worthy a certain price in praise, or great or small;
But take and use them all with simple pleasure.

Nov. 25, ‘09
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JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

The Night After

‘Twas the night of Thanksgiving when all through the flat
Not a creature was stirring, not even the cat,
And Johnnie lay sleeping upon his small cot –
He might have been dreamless, but then he was not.

He saw in his vision a table piled high
With sauces and dressing and pudding and pie,
And there in the centre, upon a long plate,
He saw himself lying in elegant state.

He was browned to a turn and was stuffed for a king,
With his legs in the air, while each arm was a wing,
And he tried to turn over and dash from the place,
But he couldn’t move muscle, much less win a race,

And a dozen big gobblers sat there in a ring,
And they pecked at his legs and they dug at his wing;
He tried to call “father” and “mother,” in vain,
While they still kept their pecking and causing him pain.

At last, with an effort, he made a big slash,
And off from the table he went with a crash,
And when he awakened, his parents both said:
“Good lord, John Augustus, can’t you stay in your bed?”
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Even a cat nowadays, in order to git threw life successfully, hez got to keep right up to the scratch.”
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Fish and Frogs

Dear Jocosity: Is a frog a fish? After watching one jump into the water last summer, and stay there hour after hour, I concluded it to be more of a fish than anything else. Still I may be mistaken, and appeal to you, who I understand grew up beside the water. – Rod and Reel.
Dear Rod and Reel: Don’t jump at conclusions; that is a trait of the frog itself, and what is the result? He makes a fine frogs’ leg dinner for somebody who doesn’t even care whether he is a frog or a fish. When the frog is under water he is mostly a fish, but when he comes out and sits on a lilypad and jumps at a piece of red flannel he is neither fish nor frog; he is a fool. Thus you see he varies considerably, according to location. He starts in by being a frog, turns to fish, is later a fool and finally becomes a delicacy. You are right; Jocosity grew up beside the water and was in turn a frog, fish and a fool perhaps, but never having jumped at conclusions he never became a delicacy.
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Old Times Revived

The man who gets adown his neck
A slushy ball of snow
Forgets the time HE was a boy.
     So many years ago!
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Nov. 26, ‘09













JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

Mr. Weatherman

O, Mr. Weatherman, we pray
     Please pull yourself together,
And give us, if but for a day,
     A steady stretch of weather.
If you are bound to wet us, please
     Send it as though you meant it;
Don’t let it drizzle, halt and freeze
     The way you’ve lately sent it.

O, Mr. Weatherman, behold
     The way we shake and shiver;
Today we perish with the cold,
     Tomorrow not a quiver.
O, send two days alike, to rout
     Your legendary tether;
Can’t you prescribe one week without
     Ten kinds of Boston weather?
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“The highest uv some men’s ambition is goin’ down sullar.”
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Cheerful Comment

Hereafter turkey is “real food.”
The expected Thaw turned to a freeze-out.
T. R. may be picking dandelions, but we are not.
Deer hunting is great this fall, the woods being full of human game.
Mrs. Pankhurst blames girl students for those “outbreaks.” Students of suffragitis?
Jeff is telling how he entered the ring; it remains for somebody else to tell how he will leave it.
A R. I. man died after drinking a pint of bay rum. Another argument for the tonsorialist against every man being his own barber.
Now that a French scientist can resurrect the bark after a dog is dead, it is up to somebody to try to do the same thing with the bite.
A San Francisco  judge names “hookworm” as a possible cause for divorce, following a wife’s declaration that her husband was “slow, lazy, languid,” etc. As a rule, however, the cause for divorce is too much speed.
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The Wishbone

Were I to wish, sweetheart, with you,
I’d wish for summer skies, and blue;
I’d wish for love, and lonely ways,
A soft guitar and roundelays,
A sheltered nook, a placid stream,
A light canoe and eyes a-dream.

But since the days are cold and drear,
And summer hours are gone, my dear,
I’ll wish for something nearer by,
Which your fair hands can well supply:
I’ll wish, to make my meal complete,
For one more piece of turkey meat.
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Conundrums from the Press

(Contributed.)

Why is Standard Oil like a Friday night amateur? Because it’s got the hook.
Why didn’t Harvard score in that flirtation with the Yale damsel? Because she was too coy.
Why is the Committee of One Hundred and Fifty like an epileptic patient? Because they fear they’ll get the Fitz.
Why are the provisions of the kitchen table Thanksgiving morning like the Danish scientists? Because they are waiting for Cook.
Why is a steamboat, that leaves her dock and is overtaken down the harbor by a tug, like the sugar trust? Both got under weigh; both were caught on the weigh.
How are the 1915 Exhibition and the aeroplane alike? Both are for the uplift.
                                                              H. E. F.
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Unartistic Criticism

Artist (proudly) – I am taking this view from nature.
Spectator – I don’t believe nature will miss anything.
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Nov. 27, ‘09














JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

Wild Days on the “Crick”

Wintry winds jest blow an’ screech
Down the long an’ narrer reach,
‘Twixt “Mt. Tom” an’ “Otter P’int”,
Thrashin’ hemlocks out o’ j’int,
Drivin’ ducks an’ geese afar
Where the sheltered places are.
“Lizzard Crick” on days like these.
Ain’t no furnace, ef you please.

Turkles they hev left the logs,
Bunkin’ deep down in the bogs;
Not a single sign uv life
Where in summer all wuz rife.
Frogs hev burrered, cold an’ glum,
with their frosty “jug o’ rum”;
Mushrats in the medders, too,
Each one deep in his igloo.

“Lizard Crick” in summer time
Is a poet’s jeweled rhyme,
When the lazy ripples run,
Dancin’ in the golden sun;
But, O, Lordy! Days like these,
She’s no furnace, ef you please,
An’ we dodge her icy ways
Settin’ by the hick’ry blaze.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“Waitin’ fur dead men’s shoes hez put many a man on his uppers,”
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Pavement Philosophy

Spraying would be good for some family trees.
The grades outside of Easy street are hard to make.
The slower success comes to you the longer it will stay by you.
Opportunity doesn’t knock any more; it merely presses the button.
Sometimes in going out of your way you get into someone else’s.
There’s no reason why a smile should come off; it’s the grin that should be obliterated.
Don’t hitch your wagon to a flying machine unless you are fond of pretty fast going.
Experience is a dear teacher, and yet we are told the best way is none too good for us.
The self-made man usually does a good job, but sometimes doesn’t take care of it afterward.
Love may make the world go round, but what some folks would like to know is: What made it so round in the first place?
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The Father of Lightning

The boy was writing an essay, and was just starting to read it to his mother, when the father stepped in.
“Had it not been for Benjamin Franklin, the world     
“Don’t mention Ben Franklin’s name to me!” roared the old man.
“And why not?” asked the boy.
“Had it not been for Ben Franklin, thet cussed lightnin’ rod agent never would hev stuck me fur forty-odd dollars some few years ago,” said the old man sorrowfully.

These Young Politicians

It has remained for Lawrence to disclose one of the many practical reasons why women should refrain from fooling with that dangerous article known as the ballot, when it is “loaded.” Women of that progressive city vote every three years for members of the school committee, and it is necessary that they register each time. The registrars have noticed with alarm that many of the fair voters grow no older between the three-year periods. In fact, some of them grow younger as time pursues its relentless course, and this pretty deception is going to make all kinds of trouble for the fair ballot casters, as well as for the registrars and candidates. If the fair suffragelles (a combination word from suffragist and gazelle) practice such cruel political methods thus early in their progress toward complete emancipation, how can they expect us to look for any improvement in the order of things when they attain their “full majority,” as they hope and expect to do? Truthfulness is the first step toward ideal politics, and while boys may be boys ever, girls can’t be girls all their days when dealing with the relentless registrars.
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According to Damages

“What’s the difference between a militant suffragette and the ordinary one?”
“Anywhere from one to seven months’ sentence.”
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Activity, Etc.

(Contributed.)

“Activity isn’t everything,” says Uncle Josh. “The hornet is exceedingly active, yet he is never very popular, possibly because everything he says or does has too much point to it. On the other hand, the setting hen is of a quiet, retiring disposition, and at some periods of her career is noted for her inactivity. Yet she accomplishes a great deal – if the eggs are good – and has the respect of the whole community. Therefore I say again, son, that activity isn’t everything, especially if it is not wisely directed.”                                                                                A FRIEND.
Tremont, corner of Mason street.
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Tale of the Stung

When I was living on the farm,
     With nature’s heart attune
From ev’ry kind of evil there
     I felt I was immune.
I was the friend of snakes, and round
     The hives of bees I hung;
And though I gamboled on their ground,
     I seldom e’er was stung.

How different is life in town,
     Where now I spend my days;
I think I’m wise, and up to date,
Immune from bunco ways.
But O, these busy human bees,
     How sharp of wit and tongue!
No day I caper close to these
     But what I’m smartly stung!
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Nov. 28, ‘09
















JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

The Best of It

When the morn wakes overcast
And loneliness is vast,
          Make the best of it.
If the birds refuse to sing,
If the bells of joy won’t ring,
Make the best of everything,
          Make the best of it.

Nature has her crying spells,
Joy can’t always ring its bells,
          Make the best of it.
Make the best of daily life
When despondency is rife;
Good will come out of the strife,
          Make the best of it.

Hearts must know their share of pain,
Life must know a little rain,
          Make the best of it.
Make the best of ev’ry day;
Future morns won’t be so gray.
Fight the gloom that clouds your way,
     You’ll get the best of it.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“It’s the little things thet make a man great.”
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Felt Sorry for Him.

Hank Stubbs – I hear the savin’s bank over to Putney wuz robbed las’ night.
Bige Miller – Don’t see how you kin ‘zacly call it robbed, when the burglars took up a little collection ‘mongst theirselves an left  it fur the cashier.
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Bobbie Was Right

Robbie – They say there is nothing new under the sun.
Bobbie – O, yes there is.
Robbie – What is?
Bobbie – There’s a new baby over to our house!
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A Literary Calamity

Imitation may be the quintessence of flattery, but purloination is a different breed of felines. At one time we thought Shakespeare the only real sufferer from literary piracy, but alas! we find ourselves being gradually forced into the immortal William’s class. In the Herald of Sept. 16 we published a little cold classic entitled, “Twelve Little Eskimos,” a 24-line poem accounting for the scarcity of pole viewers on the fateful day when Peary ascended to the summit of Mt. Creation, and on Oct. 16, the Boston Courier published the same, verbatim, crediting it to “S. W. Gillilan in the Chicago News.” We don’t think for a moment “Stric” Gillilan did such a thing; he isn’t that kind, and, besides, he doesn’t have to. But somebody did, however, and we purpose to find out even if we have to outfit an investigating expedition.
In the December number of Young’s magazine we find a quatrain entitled “Revised,” that slipped off our pen some few years ago. We don’t say that “Walt” Pulitzer plagarized this quatrain; there’s a strong chance that two men might dress a four-line thought in clothes just alike, but you see,  it is unfortunate because it is likely to bother future generations, as in the case of Shakespeare-Bacon, as to who wrote the great quatrain, Pulitzer or Jocosity!
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Resurrection

(Contributed.)

Make me a bed, soft, sweet and fine,
In thy best chamber, sexton, mine;
Glad, pure and fragrant let it be
Warm, social, friendly, fearless, free.

Thou canst not? Horror! Toss me then
One night in yonder charmel’s dismal den;
But, Lovelord, to assuage the clinging sorrow,
Wake, O wake me early on the morrow!
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Nov. 29, ‘09

















JOCOSITIES
____

By JOE CONE

If I Was Boss Round Here

(Thought out by the office boy.)

I wish I was the boss round here,
     Things wouldn’t be as they are now;
I’d have a better atmosphere
     Around the office, anyhow.
I wouldn’t have the best dressed clerks
     Come in most any time of day,
And then the one who really works
     Put in more hours at smaller pay.

I wouldn’t ‘low the help to speak
     About the owners as they do,
And say the boss he is a “freak,”
     I’d punch their noses black and blue.
I’d have two office boys instead
     Of one to do the work I do;
And then he wouldn’t be so dead       
     Before the long day’s work is through.

I wouldn’t let each dopy guy
     Maul our stenog’ the way they do;
But I would let the office boy
     Talk to her when he wanted to.
Perhaps I will be boss someday,
     If I just work and never shirk;
And then I’ll fire them clerks away,
     And me and her will do the work.
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Uncle Ezra Says:

“A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, an’ too much is of’un fatal.”
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Trying to Sting the Deacon

It is said that a New Jersey deacon will have to stand trial before a church committee because, it is alleged,  he used “cuss” words upon an innocent mare that was being stung to death on the way to church. It developed that hornets had nested under the deacon’s Sunday-go-to-meeting wagon, and when half way to church they objected to leaving “the old farm” and got busy with the old mare’s hindquarters, and that the deacon, in standing position, went sailing past the house of worship, yelling and saying unkind things about the mare, unmindful of the true cause of her sudden activity.
Of course, the deacon is wholly to blame. He should have turned his wagon upside down before starting for church to see if any foreign matter was underneath. But, inasmuch as he failed to do so, when the old mare kicked up and lit out, he should have said: “Please Peggy, what’s the matter? Don’t caper so, I beseech you; it is Sunday, and people will talk.” This failing, he should have jumped from the wagon, refusing to longer associate with such fast company. Or, when at last he discovered that the hornets were urging his faithful mare along, he should have nobly thrown himself between the attackers and the attackee, and taken the brunt of the bitter stings like a good deacon. But to have called his mare names, or said anything detrimental to the hornets was exceedingly ungentlemanly, and he should be punished to the full extent of the unbending tribunal, as he undoubtedly will be, if we are to believe the papers.
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In Winter Quarters

  The north winds blow,
       And we shall have snow,
What will the airship do then, poor thing?
       It will rest in the shed
       With a bag on its head
And get ready to fly in the spring, poor thing.
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Punished

(Contributed.)

A boy stole his father’s Perique,
Thought he’d learn to smoke in a week;
       But the pipe made him sick,
And the boy got the stick,
Now he’s feeling both humble and wique.
    Dorchester.                          H. E. F.
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Cold Absorbers

“Do you think those fur coats are really much warmer than the other kinds?”
“They ought to be; they ise up a whole lot more cold cash.”
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Nov. 30, 1909

















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