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Show A PRIZE POEM. The Proper Way to Write Terae for the Newspapers. The shades of night were falling fast, as through a western village passed a stranger, who, with covered rig, and on its sides in letters big-Quaker Oats! As through the crowded streets he passed, his . mission people , vainly guessed; the crowd around his wagon swelled, as out above their heads ho yelled yell-ed Quaker oats! The people stood and looked amazed, as through their ranks the stranger gazed and hold them spoil-bound spoil-bound with a shout, as thick andfast lie handed out-Quaker oats. Now from their midst he made retreat and nurrioU up and down the street, and all around the town he tore, and left at. almost every door Quaker oats. When night her mantle around him threw, he bade this little town adieu; and as he vanished van-ished in the dark he left behind the mystic mark-"Qnaker oats." And for it now the people sign, tho old maids vearn. the babies cry; and girlies if you would be sweet, at every breakfast break-fast you must cat Quaker oats. By a, mau who uses "Excelsior" water. |