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Show ARMS and tho man I sing. Not as Virgil, tho once-famous Roman, Ro-man, Sang of U10 weapons of death and the heroes who wielded them boldly. But the arm of tho law, for offenders and criminals eager. And of the officers bold, blue-clnd and strong-armed. And tho Judge, too, Stern-visaged, who sits at the bar, whoro no beer do thoy sell, nor yot whisky. Then corns tho men of tho robe, many-tongued many-tongued and with learning and wisdom. wis-dom. All may bo found at the bar whero no beer do they sell nor yet whisky. One day In tlic month of June, just before be-fore tho Kalends of July, There camo to the bar many men, and their picas they were many and va-rlouB. va-rlouB. Fast flowed their tongues as the stream. swift of flood, that the Mormons called Joidnn. And In the talo that thoy told many words were and arguments vurlous. Over tho man they call Urooks, who's a Socialist, dressed In a raiment Catching tho eye of tho crowd, that tho peoplo may stop when thoy eco him. And when the speeches wero heard, and tho arguments many and various, "Lo!" salth tho Judge they call Dlchl, who's the Magistrate of Salt Lako City. Stcrn-vlsaged. who sits at tho bar where no beer do they soil nor yot whisky, "Come hero again in throo days and tho judgment we pass will be final." |