Totdeathus all astray.
"Just smoke another fag, my dear,
Before you hit, the hay.”
The Imp is urging you to smoke.
The Medic says "Be thru!”
The Imp bays Medics are a joke.
The Medics say ’taint true.
The Imp sits perched upon your ear, H
And keeps on urging you.
The Medic shouts he has much fear,
And smoking is taboo.'' .
P .S .\
My reader friends, don’t scorn my verse.
I beg you may have, pity; I
For scorn would only make me worse.
’Tis mirth that riiakes me witty-
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knowing that "they’d all be stinging,
finding what they hunted for,” came
the dawn and . . .
Then I rose and started packing;*
Very soon I was backtracking.
That one night was too nerve wracking
I'h the cabin on t-he shotgq
So I left those big mosquitoes,
For mosquitoes I abhor.
Will I',go back? NEVERMORE!
The Best way to keep from getting
stiff in the joints'.isrt’qistay out of them.
— Highways of Happiness-
C. C, Long of the John Day Chapter
also sent us an amusing account of a
sad summer excursion which he calls
Vacation Jq^s. I t ’s the kind of vacation
that is "enjoyed” in, July or August and
strikes you funny in a John Day snow
storm in December. Remember The
Raven by Poe? Well . . .
Once upon a I midnight cloudy ! . .
While I lay asoftly snoring,
Suddenly I felt a boring
Much like molten lead apouring.
What had come in thru my door!
Just an overgrown mosquito
Coining thru rtly open door,
Followed closely, twenty more. ,
After an .harrassing. night of listen
ing to "their high pitched singing” and
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