Beaver Press | 1909-04-23 | Page 7 | Grief That Kills

grief that kills tafv my poor boy said the beneficent old 0 id clergyman who I 1 had encountered a YO young ung wait waif so sobbing in tho the streets what alls ails you some case of dire distress has baa touched your heart chords no doubt no sniffed the lad youre clear off your base old me aie an snippy an do de rest of de follies tin canned the mangy old yellow cur up tip at schwarz grocery and while old schwarz an ail de gang followed tile the dog I 1 sneaked back to the grocery to swipe dried apples do de fido chased into orchard and do de gang cribbed crabbed do de swell est peaches you over ever seen an then dey smoked grapevine grape vine ville cigarettes and set the barn a alre I 1 mado made it a sashay into do de apple barrel at do de grocery an de delivery boy pasted pa s ted me with a bed slat and it hurts yet and I 1 got get to see do de fire and get bothin to eat and I 1 wisht I 1 auz dead doggone dog gone it alfill all the bohemian magazine