A dream of price seated ono one day at tho the organ I 1 V 1 sk I 1 I 1 icax weary and III at ease 1 0 r jh and my thoughts arc are mandring wan dring idly upon how bow hard I 1 have to squeeze esquee a to pay my county which oppress me more and ana more r when I 1 fell into slumber i ry and perhaps began to snore 1 40 I 1 know not if I 1 were snoring J f but I 1 dreamt that close 1 at hand J j t 1 saw upon some tombstones tomb tones large in bold letters clear and grand 1 the following inscriptions which herein I 1 will quote then astruck I 1 truck one chord of music r which certainly got my goat r 41 it flooded the crimson twilight v lio a salvation army drum al 1 l 1 and it scared me so completely that I 1 swallowed my chewing gum it may bo that only in heayn v 4 I 1 hear bear that sound again 1 47 but buti I 1 jolly well know if 1 I 1 do it will give me an awful pain lt k 1 5 V it may bo be this dream I 1 speak of I 1 14 Is naught but a false alarm it may be a bit of buncombe r u tt like the close of an angels psalm f it may be that deaths bright angel so 1 11 will call ua us before it comes true but how the deuce can I 1 help it I 1 would if I 1 bould wouldn t jou you f 4 41 WHAT THE tombstones SAID to the memory j of a fuel company 7 here burn the remains of a dealer in coal which traded also in the working mans soul J it ruined a county by paying a bounty on misuse of office and graft as a wh whole 01 e t adv but with power it sought to devour u I 1 tho whole state of utah and was put in this hole aw to the memory of the city of price i f v here rots what is loft left of the city of price whose officers olli cera never never would take good advice it a haven of riches for all agn oab of wit witches chis who revelled bevelled revel led in crime and flourished in vice 4 14 but aba ali ty lan woke at last with avi a i blast and price as a city was put on tho the ice to the memory of the eastern utah advocate e i here lieth i ajtai we know knor that it lies because if it atwould be a surprise 4 a subsidized sheet in vileness vilen complete with columns unfit for pure puro human eyes run by an ass who was made up of gas a and spontaneous combustion blew him up to the skies to the memory of kins kinz murk r here rests from his job Poll political mark who beat tho the chinee for ways that are 73 daik without sense of shame he be played his bold game with the soul of a wolf and the maw of a shark his life was so rank of virtue so blank old nick became jealous and cut off of his spark MRS GRUNDY