12
THE CHEMAWA AMERICAN'
SOME EPITAPHS
Here rest the bones of Silas Hay,
The durn fool got too smart;
He looked into a gun one day
To see the bullet start.
Cincinnati Enquirer.
Here rest the bones of Ezra Tank,
His folly none could throttle;
I He got up in the dark and drank
I Out of the acid bottle. '
Detroit Free Press.
Here lie the bones of Hiram Blaine,
Who trusted to his feet,
And wouldn't take an aeroplane
To cross a jitney street.
San Francisco Chronicle.
y Here float the bones of Thomas Groat,
Who on a foolish lark,
Though warned by all, rocked a boat
Which pitched him to a shark. I
Washington Post. j
.y Here lie the bones of Reuben Wright, j.
j His fire was choked with cinders;
. He poked it with some dynamite, f
And he was blown to flinders.
I The Pathfinder.
I ' ' 1
j Here lie the bones of Tommy Gores, j
Who skated o'er an icy crack;
He must have gone to other shores, J
For Tommy hasn't yet got back. $
: Chemawa American.