Duchesne Record | 1910-11-04 | Page 7 | Fable of Pan of Biscuits

Fable of Pan of Biscuits A Vassar girl married a Kansas farmer Two weeks later a cyclone made the happy pair a friendly call It cavorted around the premises I ripping up the fences scattering the haystacks and playing horse with the barn but when it looked through the open window It drew back in alarm There lay the brides bride's first pan of bis bis- bis- bis cults this I aint very strong morning murmured the tho cyclone And with another glance glanco at the teri terrible ter ter- i pan It blew Itself away