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Show AFTER ELECTION Today I met James Leatherhead I had not seen him for a while; he passed me by with stately tread, he did not note my bow and smile. I called to him, "Oh James, gee whit why do you play this arctic game?" He said, "Your face familiar is, but I do not recall your name. My time is precious, gentle hick, I cannot gossip on the street with every Harry. Har-ry. Tom and Dick that I may pread-venture pread-venture meet: I've seen your features fea-tures once or twice, but where or when I do not know; in my large life you cut no ice, so on your bootless srrand go." This Leatherhead but lately ran for office of a high degree, and when I seemed a useful man, and he kept chasing after me. Then when I met him on the pike, he'd foldl me in his fond embrace, and cry, "Well, well! So help me Mike', it's good to see your honest face: It's good to meet a worthy skate, as on my toilsome path I trudge; you know I am a candidate? I'd bu elected county judge. Now let me lean upon your neck and breathe these tidiags in your ear: The foe-man foe-man is a moral wreck, so vote for me your duty's clear." Since he was victor at the polls he's all swelled swel-led up with shoddy pride; as down e village street he strolls, he does : ut see me when I slide. He does noi answer when I nod, my charming smile he does not note; so when he runs again I'll prod his high ambi-t ambi-t ons with my vote. |