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From the depths of a silver mine in
which he wielded the pick as a day labor
er, obscure and unknown, to a seat in
the United States Senate, the possessor
of millions in ready cash and mines and
all that within ten short years has come
to Thomas Kearns, a native of New
York. The "Silver King" of stage fiction
has abdicated in favor of the "Silver
King" in real life, for the lurid drama
with which Wilson Barrett roused us
years ago has been outdone by the tale of
"Tom" Kearns' life achievements.
The man who has been received into
America's highest legislative body as a
representative of the State of Utah has
had a most extraordinary career. Brain,
brawn and "backbone" brought him from
the level of the "hired man," the plod
ding, drudging "Man with the Hoe" of
Markham to the plane of the man of
large affairs, the employer of many men
and a maker of the nation's laws.
The rise of Thomas Kearns was sud
den, and his career has been meteoric.
He was born in New York in 1862, and
consequently is but 39 years of age.
From the Empire State early in his youth
be journeyed out to the wilds of the Ne
braska prairies, where he toiled as a
farm laborer. Tiring of digging for po
tatoes and the like on the plains, he de
termined to dig for more valuable
"crops" in the Black Hills, where he re
mained for some time, and then went
to Utah.
He had pluck and perseverance, and,
though less than ten years ago he was
WORLDLY BEAUTY.
Don't grieve over friends departed.
If lost or living or dead;
Be jolly and bright and happy
And yon'U find many more instead.
And the world is full of beauty
For those who can suffer and smile,
While the sweetest task is duty,
Though adrift on a barren isle.
If you're worthy of love, you'll get it,
And there never was yet a day
That I conldn't see some beauty
As I traveled my worldly way.
John A. Joyce, Washington Post.
MOCKINGBIRD, drunk with
sunshine and the scent of apple
' blossoms, was flying from tree
to tree and caroling ecstatically an
animated spring Bong gone mad.
From the door of the little brown
house at the head of the orchard
emerged a wee, rosy maiden, herself as
dainty and sweet as an apple blossom.
Her hair was primly brushed back and
tightly plaited, and her gingham dress
was a miracle of crisp starchness.
She ran down the steps, across the
yard, and peered through the lilac
hedge. A lanky, slovenly boy of 14
was stretched upon the grass, deep in a
book.
"Bob," she said in a stage whisper,
"come here."
"What do you want?" drawled the
boy, without moving.
"Come here! I've something to tell
you."
He arose slowly, shaking back his
unkempt hair, shuffling his unlaced
shoes into place, and slouched across
the yard.
"Mr. Ames proposed to Aunt Lucy
last night; I heard him."
"Oh, go way!"
"He truly did. You see, I was in the
hammock In the grape arbor, and they
didn't know I was there."
"Listening!" said the boy, scornfully.
"I was not! I was listening to the
mockingbird. It was spinning among
the apple blossoms and singing like a
crazy thing just as it is doing now. I
think it sang all night, for I heard it
whenever I woke. What do you sup
pose it does that for?''
"I dunno. Bee stung it mebbe. Get
on with your rat killln."
"Well, I didn't notice a word they
said until I heard a chair scrape across
the porch, and he cleared his throat tre
mendously. Then I peeped through
the leaves. He was sitting very close
to her, and he said:
" "Miss Phillips, I I you must have
seen I that is, you must know I '
and then he kissed her." .
Her eyes were exclamation points!
"Well," said the boy, breathlessly.
"That's all."
"What!!"
"Ssh! Don't talk so loud. That's all
I can tell you. Then they were en
gaged." "Gementaly! Why, how'd she know
what he meant?"
"Why, she knew!"
"Must be a mind reader, then."
"Pshaw! She knew from the way he
acted. She's known a long time," said
the miniature woman, with a wise
look.
"Well, of all the fools. And he took
a prize for oratory last year, too. He
Isn't much like a feller I was readln'
about yesterday. He went down on
his knees, so And the youngster
flopped down on the grass with the
grace of a jumping kangaroo, and roll
ed his eyes like a cow. "And he said
'Qu-ween of my hear-rt' and a lot more
stuff that I can't remember. It was
silly," he added, falling back into a
lounging attitude.
"Lend me the book."
"Pa got it," he said, indignantly. "I
hid it behind a row of books in the
bookcase, and he got a-huntin' somep'n
and found it and chucked It into the
fire. I don't care. I can write a piece
Just as good, an' get it by heart Catch
me a-makln' such a fool if myself as
that college dude.
"When you have written it may
read it?"
"Yes," he replied, condescendingly,
"I'll let you see it It'll be a cracker-
jack, you bet"
"Maybe I could help 'you write it"
she suggested, humbly.
. "Oh, I sha'n't need any help," he said.
: complacently, "J know just how it
eught to go." 1
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BENATOB THOMAS KEABNS.
working as a laborer for something like
$3 a day, those qualities, coupled with
that elusive thing known as good luck,
finally brought him to the position of
the foremost mine owner in the State, a
leading railroad director and Senator,
with a fortune of from $3,000,000 to $5,
000,000. "Grown people are so commonplace,"
she sighed. "Do you suppose we'll ever
be like that?"
"Land, no!" said he, as he slouched
back to his book. "If I thought I'd eves
be such a fool as that feller, I'd trade
myself off for a dog and then shoot the
dog."
A mockingbird, drunk with moon
light and dew, was careering from tree
to tree, singing madly, and sending
showers of pink petals down on a
couple who were wandering through
the orchard.
Her hair was a golden tangle and the
soft folds of her gown fell with studied
carelessness from her ivory throat His
manner was the manner of a young
man deeply, devotedly in love with the
dearest girl in the world. From his
high shining , collar to his polished
shoes, all was immaculate.
They were silent He, because his
tongue refused to speak the words that
were clamoring for utterance. She, be
cause she was sorry for him. It was
not maiden shyness that lurked behind
her demure face and downcast lids,
but pure perplexity. No master of
diplomacy ever faced a more delicate
issue than that which confronted her.
"It's exactly eight years since Uncle
John asked Aunt Lucy to marry him,"
she said at length. 'It was in apple
blososm time, and the mockingbird
was singing in the moonlight The
odor and the song always bring it back
to me."
"By Jove! Eight years " .He was
struck speechless by the contemplation
of so much bliss.
"Do you remember how we laughed
over the proposal? By the way, you
.never showed me the one- that you
talked of writing."
"I never wrote it," he said, with a
grin that was almost a grimace. Then
with a tremendous effort, "I do-don't
you think I er, that is, w-we ould
d-dispense with anything of that sort,
Lucy?"
The situation for the next several
moments did not admit of connected
conversation, but as they strolled to
ward the house a little late, she said,
with an arch look: "We've grown up
qr'o as commonplace as the rest of
the world, haven't we?"
'Commonplace!" he ejaculated, fer
vently. "Well, if this is commonplace.
I "
Another pause, a lengthy one. .
"Do you remember wondering why
the mockingbird rioted among the ap
ple blossoms and sang like a mad
thing?" he asked, solemnly, after a
liiue. "I know now. If I could do the
same it wouldn't begin to express my
feelings."
When, after several pauses, they
finally reached the lilac " hedge, the
young man startled the nestling robins
with a sudden guffaw of laughter.
With his mind's eye he saw a lanky
boy on his knees in the grass beyond
the hedge.
"A half -grown cub of a boy is several
kinds of an idiot" he said. Atlanta
Constitution. ;
CHURCHES DECKED IN PEARLS.
Hare Treasure the BaT of Panama
Yielded to Spaniards.
When the stranger arrives at Seville
and Toledo and the guides conduct him
to the cathedrals of those old cities he
is struck with their magnificence and
the abundance of the pearls which are
their finest decoration. These pearls
came from the Bay of Panama and date
FACTORY BEGINS DAILY TOIL
WITH RELIGIOUS SERVICE.
L. H. Creager, who operates a stave
and heading factory in Washington,
Ind., employed the Rev. Mr. Gorby, paste-
of the Presbyterian Church, to de
liver fifteen-minute sermons to the fac
tory hands every morning. The idea
proved such a success and had such a
wonderful influence upon the workmen
that Mr. Creager placed the choir of the
First Baptist Church upon the pay rolL
The choir now assists the Rev. Mr.
Gorby in the dally religious services at
the factory. Before the fifty workmen
about the place begin the day's toil
they assemble in the factory for a short
religious service. This novel idea orig
inated with L. H. Creager. The Rev.
Mr. Gorby, who is a local Presbyterian
minister, says that the plan has been a
Dig success, anu ne expects to see it
spread to other factories and to other
cities. Mr. Gorby's name appears on
In his earlier years, according to
candidate for the place which went to
Kearns, the new Senator was a master
of the fistic art. and the manner in which
he applied ring knockout tactics in the
defeat of his late senatorial adversaries,
skilled and determined as they were,
would indicate exceptional fighting quali
ties. Mr. Kearns bowled over Mr. Salisbury,
a newspaper editor; Mr. McCormick, a
banker; Mr. Brown, a lawyer, the lead
ing candidates, and several lesser lights.
The Democratic members gave their hon
orary support to A. W. McCune, the
leading candidate when there was a dead
lock in the Legislature two years previ
ous. The advancement of Thomas Kearns
began with his connection with the On
tario mine and with David Keith, who is
now his partner in the ownership of the
most famous of Utah's producers, the
Silver King group of mines at Park City.
This property is worth more than $10.
000,000, it is estimated, and last year
alone paid more than $1,000,000 in divi
dends. After working for seven years as a la
borer in the Ontario mine, Mr. Kearns.
with Mr. Keith and others, took a lease
on the Mayflower, in the same camp. It
was a good venture, and Mr. Kearns
there laid the foundation for his future
great success as a mine owner. Later on
other claims were acquired and the May
flower group was extended and rechrist
ened the Silver King, and Mr. Kearns
is now known as the "Silver King"
through this association.
from the epoch when the Spaniards, at
the zenith of their glory, made the con
quest of America.
These Panama pearls rival the most
beautiful pearls of the orient" Quite
recently, in the spring of 1899, a lad of
15 years found an oyster containing h
pearl which was sold at Paris for 50,
000 francs. For his portion he received
20,000 francs.
A considerable quantity of pearls pro
cured at Panama are sent to New York,
where they do not lack purchasers, says
the Jeweler's Weekly. One consign
ment exceeded in value 750.000 francs.
The island pearls are thus denominated
on account of the archipelago in which
the oyster fisheries are carried on.- It
is opposite the Bay of Panama. The
archipelago Is composed of sixteen is
lets, in which are thirty or forty small
villages of negroes and Indians. The
soil is fertile, but the principal occupa
tion is that of the fisheries. The largest
isle, called Key, alone embraces half of
the population. San Miguel is the chief
place of the fisheries, and there is a very
fine church. The inhabitants are near
ly all blacks. They are descended from
the negro population, from whom the
Spaniards learned the advantage they
could derive from the Island riches. In
certain of the islands there must have
been diamond beds., Some fine rough
diamonds were formerly procured.
There are two systems;-, for carrying
on pearl fishing in the Bay of Panama.
In certain spots, where the yield is the
most abundant it is necessary to pay
the government a very high tax. At
other points the tax is small, but a per
centage on the pearls discovered is add
ed to it Generally these pearls are
rather small. They usually bring from
5 to 50 francs each. Those which reach
150 to 300 francs are already much less
in number. . I
Children of the Soil.
The Cape of G.ood Hope was discover
ed by Diaz, the Portuguese navigator,
six years before Columbus saw San
Salvador. In the middle of the seven
teenth century the Dutch East India
Company formed a permanent settle
ment at the foot of ' Table mountain.
The first settlers were French Hugue
nots, Dutch Protestants and German
Lutherans. As immigration increased
the hardy pioneers moved north from
Table bay on the great prairies called
veldts. Here as pastoral shepherds
they began that lonely life which has
developed in its followers courage, self
reliance, love of independence and of
solitude, the leading traits of the boer
of to-day. They were called ."boer,"
which is the Dutch word for farmer.
Odd Way ot Dividing Wealth.
A wealthy Greek who recently died
In Corfu hit upon a riovel way of dis
posing of his wealth. According to his
will he has left in trust his money to
the archbishop of the island, who is to
hand over the interest of it to one poor
Cretan every year,' who will be selected
by lot Each year the names of claim
ants will be sent in to the archbishop,
who is required to make full investi
gation into the merits of the case.
Those thus chosen will then ballot for
the coveted charity.
When a young man has a bole in his
glove all the girls in town are very
solicitous, which makes their fathers,
who have anmended holes in their
clothes, marvel.
No difference how short a woman's
skirts are, she will hold them up in go
ing over a crossing.
novel facto ky innovation.
the factory payroll with that of
other men.
the
HER WEIGHT IN GOLD.
BIG RANSOM PAID A MEXICAN
BRIGAND.
He Bad Stolen the Tntor of a Rich
Man'a Children and the Sweetheart
of Hi Son A Romance of the
Mountains,
From the mountains of Mexico comes
a story that reads more like a romance
of medieval times than a narration of
occurrences in modern life. Indeed it
hardly seems possible that even in
Mexico such an event could occur. One
hundred and twenty pounds of gold and
alongside it 120 pounds of girl! The
gold ransomed the girl and the son of
the man who paid the ransom now is
the husband of the girl.
Among the last lingering bandits of
Mexico Luigi Cortinas still holds place,
his abode, if it may be so called, being
the mountains of Western Chihuahua,
whereollshootsoff the Sierra Madres cut
away from the main range by the Gulf
of California afford him a hiding place.
The rural es have not yet found him,
nor is it likely they will, for Cortinas
has just retired from 'business' with
the proceeds of his new venture, esti
mated at $40,000. It is an ideal bandit
story.
Senor Poyerima, grown rich by his
mines, realized, when no longer young,
that his children's education was de
fective. His friend. La France, sug
gested that he send for Lorena Jarrett
his niece, and make her the tutor of his
children. Lorena lived in Texas. She
was sent for and came quickly. She
became more than a tutor to the chil
dren. The son saw In her much to ad
mire. They became lovers. Frequently
they rode out together into the moun
tains. It was on one of these joyous, free rides
thatthe shadow of Cortina fell upon
them. It happened that Miss Jarrett
and young Poyerima were riding along
In the foot hills, drinking in the scenery
and stimulated by the wine-like atmos
phere of autumn, when two men step-
BRIGANDS ORDERED
ped from the wood, and pointing their
rifles , at them ' ordered them to dis
mount -
Of course they complied. In fact re
sistance was impossible, and they offer
ed none. The bandits tied the hands of
their captives behind them and ordered
them to move on. The orders were not
delivered in most choice language, but
there was no misunderstanding them.
'ieir horses were ridden by their cap
tors; and so they slowly clambered the
steep, narrow trail in the hills. .
At last they reached a spot that
seemed to suit the vfews of their cap
tors for a stopping place. The camp
ing was brief and simple. They were
ordered to sit down on the ground.
They complied.
The captors then went to playing
cards, not for amusement but to divide
the spoils. -The winner was to have the
girl la muchacha and the loser must
content himself with the boy. It be
came evident before they had played
very many minutes that neither of
them wanted the boy, and that which
ever got him would lose no time in
shooting him.
While the game was still in progress,
amid much cursing as luck seemed to
vibrate from one side to another and
then back, a tall, typical Mexican
strode into the recess and looted on.
He seemed oblivious to the presence of
the two captives, but very much inter
ested in the game. But seeing no
stakes." which in Mexico are always
kept in sight, he Inquired what the
game was for.
When the two players had replied the
tall Mexican with the mustache strode
over to where the two captives were
crouched, and asked them who they
were. The very instant young Poyer
ima had made known his identity he
remarked: ;
"I am Cortina!' : '
His name was sufficient. Young Poy
erima practically felt his doom sealed.
But Cortina continued:
- "I know your father welL We were
muleteers together in the old days be
fore he grew rich, and he -knows me.
He knows my word is perfectly good,
and you need have no fear if you will
follow my directions. Come with me!"
He took the young man aside and
then told him his plans. They were
simple and brief.
In short, Cortina remarked that he
was anxious to abandon his career as a
brigand, but must have money enough
to live as a gentleman should. He then
told young Poyerima to go to his father
and tell him that he could ransom the
girl on paying her weight in gold
'which," continued Cortina,. "is cheap,
as she is not very heavy."
' There was an agreement as to a place
and time for meeting, and young Poy
erima rode away with his own horse,
leaving Miss Jarrett to wonder what
fate had in store for her.
Young Poyerima lost no time in hur
rying home. He speedily acquainted
his father with the facts. Ordering the
pack animals to the front of the haci
enda, he loaded two of them with sacks
of gold, partly in bars and partly in
coin, and, the son leading the way, the
party set out to the hills to keep Cor
tina's appointment Reaching there,
they found that a scale bad been made
by balancing a pole over the bough of
a tree, and at one end a hoop of leather
thongs showed where the young woman,
who was to be the weight should sit
At the other an open-mouthed sack bung
ready to receive Poyerlma's gold.
Miss Jarrett was brought from the
woods and placed In the seat She al
most fainted with fear, for she knew
nothing of the strange ceremony in
which she was taking part although
the presence of the Poyerimas, father
and son, reasurred her. But' she real
ized her position when the peons began
pouring the gold into the sack.
Just as the pole tipped Cortina step
ped forward.
"Not another peso!" he called out
grandiloquently. "I said her weight in
gold, and that is enough."
Then she was given into the care of
Poyerima, while Cortina, with many
flourishes and bows and adlos. followed
his men back into the woods.
There was a wedding soon- after, as
might be expected. Mrs., Poyerima
lives with her young husband at the
marble quarry in Texas, just across the
line, and tells the story only when the
neighbors press her to. But the Mex
icans call her "La sposa del oro" the
wife of gold.
THOSE TERRIBLE EYES.
Senator Casa Conld Annihilate a Man
with a Insole. .
Giant heads, bodies and brains were
Webster and Cass. All the strength of
New Hampshire granite was concen
trated in those two sons. To look upon
them made the - ordinary man feel
THEM TO DISMOUNT.
small. One removed to Massachusetts,
the other to Michigan, and never were
two states more highly honored. When
these men met in the United , States
senate they were the cynosure of all
eyes, for they were as imposing as
Mount Washington, under whose
shadow they were reared. Wonderful
eyes they possessed, and men have been
known to shiver with dread when one
or the other allowed his glance to fall
upon them. Cass could look through a
stranger in a way to make his brain
burn and his knees knock together.One
searching stare seemed to destroy all
mentality and fill the victim with par
alytic emotions.
The other day I saw a man slap Sena
tor Hanna on the back, cry- "Hello,
senator!" and receive a pleasant salute
in reply. No man dared take liberties
with Cass. In 1846 the proprietor of the
National hotel in Washington was a
man who so closely resembled the great
senator from Michigan that he was
often mistaken for him. An -old friend,
returning from a journey, entered the
lobby, and, seeing him leaning against
the desk, slipped up behind and hit
him a terrific whack on the shoulder,
saying cheerily and simultaneously.
"Hello, old man; here I am, back again!
How are you?" Senator Cass straight
ened up his six feet three, and, turning
upon the assailant his terrible blood
shotten eyes almost annihilated him
with a look. Not a word was spoken.
That look was ample. ' The stranger
was so "rattled" that he could not even
apologize, but slunk dejectedly out of
the betel.
Later in the day, when congress was
supposed to be in session, the stranger
returned to the hotel to shake hands
with the proprietor and tell him all
about the Cass incident . Walking
bravely up he laid his hand down on
his friend's shoulder, and without wait
ing for a greeting, surprised him with:
"See here, old fellow, you got me in a
deuceof a scrape this morning. Why you
know I took old Cass for you; slapped
him on the back, nearly taking off a
shoulder, and the old fool looked at me
as if he wanted to commit murder. The
darned old lunatic why doesn't he stay
out of here? He knows " Again the
great senator from Michigan straight
ened np his six feet three, again he
turned his blood-shotten eyes, again he
looked and again the victim fled. Two
mistakes of that kind in one day. New
York Press. v '
There is great sympathy for an Atchi
son woman. It is figured that by the
time her period of mourning is over,
and. she can entertain, all her doylies
will be out of style.
An Interloper
Old Gentleman Here, sir, how is it I
catch you kissing my daughter?
The Lover By sneaking in on us, sir.
Philadelphia Press.
Ee Couldn't Lose.
Jones Do you object to your boy
playing football?
Smith No, indeed; the policy is made
out in my favor.
Greatest Force. '
. lommy Pop, what is the greatest
force In local politics?
Tommy's Pop The police force, my
son. Philadelphia Record.
AGAIN THE UNLUCKY THIRTEEN.
SIP ftjffiga
Sykes -(counting the Judge and jury)
unlucky number.
His Customary State.
"Your friend Tackey is 'way off in
Honolulu now. Doesn't that surprise
you?"
"It does and it doesn't."
"Heard he was going there, eh?"
"No, I didn't know be was in Hono
lulu, but I knew he was "way off even
when he was here." Philadelphia Rec
ord. They Improve with Age.
Belle I have a violin that I played
on when I was a little girl.
Nell Gracious! It must be a fine
one.
A Marriel Man.
Jaspar Why do you consider Bond
rocks so especially lucky?
Jumpuppe W hy, all his friends had
gone back on him before he had suc
ceeded, and he-was able to begin life
with a clean slate. Life.
. - Well-Merited.
"I understand Miss Goode took piano
lessons at the conservatory."
"Oh, yes. She's- got a gold medal."
"Yet, I was paying a visit at her
house last night and she positively re
fused to play; said she had decided to
give it up."
"Yes, that's what she got the gold
medal for. The neighbors gave it to
her." Philadelphia Press.
. Charity Keeded.
Kind Lady You say you have such
a hard time supporting your three
daughters. What do they do?
Hash - Brown Two is havin' der
voices cultivated and de odder is In
Europe studyin' art
' Lis .
"You used to say," she bitterly com
plained, "that I was the light .of your
existence."
I know it", he replied with almost
brutal frankness, "but that was before
I had to pay for the gas you consume
by sitting up till midnight reading fool
lo stories." Chicago Times-Herald.
Foxy Youth.
Elderly I saw you with the charm
ing Miss Hedstrong to-day. I know her
parents very well. '.-
Youngman Do you? I wish you'd put
in a bad word for me with them.
Elderly You mean a "good" word, of
course.
' Youngman No, I don't If I can only
get her parents to oppose me I'll land
the girl sure. Philadelphia Press. -
Be Knew Better.
"Oh, John," she cried, "baby's cut a
tooth."
"Aw. go 'way!' broke in little Willie,
who was playing on the floor. "You
can't cut a tooth! You may break it
but you can't cut it" Chicago Post
The Other Side.
"I suppose your experience is that a
good many tenants find it cheaper to
keep moving than to pay rent?" re
marked the inquisitive man.
"No doubt" replied the Candid real
estate agent "and we frequently find
it cheaper to keep them moving than
to make the repairs they require."
Philadelphia Press.
Just Wig-Kled.
"How did Eleanor announce her en
gagement?" "Just wiggled the finger that wore
I the diamond ring." Puck.
I alius said as 'ow thirteen wos an
Trapped.
"Females seem to be the same the
world over," remarked Bruin, glancing
up from the fragment of paper he had
been reading. "Here's an account of
a woman being badly crushed at "a
spring opening."
"Yes?' replied the fox, languidly.
"Yes. A spring opening was the
death of my first wife. She put her
foot in it and it closed on her." Phila
delphia Press.
Made to- Keel at Borne.
"Didn't you feel yourself a stranger
In your literary club after being absent
so long, Mrs. Jinks?"
"No, one of the other members snub
bed me the minute I opened my
mouth." Chicago Record.
. I Pompadour.
"What's the matter with your hair?"
asked Cawker of his wife, when she
appeared at the breakfast table.
"What seems to be the matter?".
"It has an unshoveled appearance."
Iota of Time.
Jack Newlywed Time you were get
ting married, old man.
Billy Bachelor O, I don't know; the
century is young yet Ohio State Jour
nal The Heisrht of Ingren'nitr.
Jaggles What do you think is the
most wonderful machine ever invented?
Waggles The one that put the folds
in time-tables. Judy.
Not Alez'a Earth.
Alex Smart The earth is merely a
speck in the universe.
Prof. Squelcher While your state
ment Is true, young man, that does not
justify your apparent theory that you
own it Ohio State Journal.
An Artistic Distinction.
Mr.. Sappeigh Mr. Woozen seems
badly smitten on that young lady pian
ist "Music hath charms," you know.
Miss Gebbeigh Yes, and in this case
it must be the music which hath the
charms." Baltimore American. -
A Reformer Rebuked.
German Child I don't believe in em
perors, mamma. f "
German Mother (shocked) Oh, you
little infidel! Puck.
The "JolIyEr."
I'm alius kind o' glad to see the "jolly-er"
come along;
The feller that kin tell a joke or mebbe
sing a song;
The man that puts up lightnin' rods yon
really didn't need
Or sells you ground that isn't wuth the
paper in the deed.
He has a way o' shakin' hands an' sayin'
"How-dy dor
That jes' convinces yon he thinks the
World an' all o' you.
He doesn' keer for money; he is seen a
generous elf!
An' purty soon he has you feelin jes'
that way yourself!
But I don't bear him any grudge; I jes'
take off my hat
He's made this ol' world brighter, an' I'm
'bliged to him fur that
I listen to his stories (an' at some I'm
laughing yit).
An' try to git off jes' as cheap as reason
will permit
Fur it's wuth a little somethin' to have
some one comin' out
To make you feel that you're the real
thing without a doubt;
A regular steppin', thoroughbred much
swifter than the throng
You feel that you're right in it when tlkf
jolly-er comes along.
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