JOSH BILLINGS ADDRESSES THE "FEMAIL PORDUNK SOWING SOSIETY."

Feller sisters:--When I caste mi eye on a sirkle of luvely wimmin bizzy

with their needles, mi harte seems tew stretch clean akross mi buzzum.

And when i reflek for a minnit, that tha are tew work for nothing, and

find themselfs, and that a yung heathin stans reddy yelping around the

corner, for the very shirt tha are wurking on, it duz seem tu me, that i

cud shout hozzanner for 3 weeks on a strech.

Feller Sisters, yu kan kount on Josh Billings az a frend; he luves

charitee, az a pup hankers for nu milk; his verry natur looks out onto

the horizen ov the poor folks, jist as the lite ov a tin lantern shines

akross a bog meddow.

And he sees the little bare bak yung ones shivering for a krust ov

bread, and hungry for a shirt; then he looks at the Sisters, a talking

and sowing, and sowing and talking, and he kounts a hole parcil ov

little shirts on the tabil, and then he thinks ov the widders cruise,

and the bred hove onto the waters, menshioned in the good Book, and he

feels jist az tho he wud like tew own awl the femail sowing sosieties in

the wurld hisself, and put hiz hole fortin in the little reddy made

cottin shirt bizziness.

Oh Charitee! Oh Charitee! When Josh Billings communes with you, he feals

az tho he had jist been tried out, and sot awa tew cool.

Feller Sisters, don't be skeered, let the ritch and the hawty stik up

their nozes, and let the eddicated larf.

Josh wud like no better fun than jiss to bet his 9 dollars, that enny

Sister, in full communion with this ere sowing sosiety, who puts in full

time, and cuts the cotting tew advantage, wil git her final reward.

Tew konklude, Feller Sisters, pitch in; remember Mr. Lots wife, she that

was salted for looken bak.

Cum together arly, and oftin, buy yure cottin by the pease; be keerful

how yu deal out youre shirts, for thare iz evry now and then, a bogus

heathin.

[Illustration: JOSH ADDRESSES THE FEMAIL "PORDUNK SOWING SOSIETY."]

Stan bi yure konstitushion, and bi laws, dew awl this, and the "Femail

Pordunk Sowing Sosiety" will go down tew futer prosterita, like a

wide-awake torchlite possession.

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