[From the Sioux Falls Press.]
What if we don't have palaces,
With damp and musty walls?
We have the great Sioux River,
And greater yet, Sioux Falls.
We don't have to go abroad,
God's beauties just to see,
But stay at home
And take a trip
Around Sioux Falls with me.
We confess a fondness for verse like the foregoing,
and hope some day to find a poem as good
as that masterpiece--
"I've traveled east, I've traveled west,
I've been to the great Montana,
But the finest place I've ever seen
Is Attica, Indiana."
Another popular pome of sentiment and reflection, heard by L. M. G. in
Wisconsin lumber camps, is--
"I've traveled east, I've traveled west,
As far as the town of Fargo,
But the darndest town I ever struck
Is the town they call Chicargo."
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"USELESS VERBIAGE."
[From an abstract of title.]
"That said Mary Ann Wolcott died an infant, 2 or 3 years old, unmarried,
intestate, and that she left no husband, child, or children."
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