Show A HAPPY SAD conclusion by lottie kunz under the above heading miss bottlo kunz pays the following humorous tribute to former officials at last at last the cites strife is oer the departing officers are no more one by one they died in terrible pain when judge howell declared their suit was vain eliy they craved the hard to see at campaign meetings they begged to be free they gave their time and received no money the city was flowing with milk and honey tho city ball as a monument stands of what they could do without tabea on lands BIec lights make the night bright as day the price of which the now officers pay when the ballots wore counted at court that day nelson got earache and hurried away his hot brow was covered with deaths damp dew As up ogden canyon his swift steed flew he greatly wished in his own bed to lie i that none of the reformed might see him die his old faithful watchdog gave one sad moan mayors ghost was freed with one muffled groan it might be well right here to mention that peterson had ONE good intention he left the court with his sick uncle dear to kielp him wrap warmly his aching ear with affection he stayed close by his side and within his carriage did homeward ride his wits wore dizzy from lawyers jangle and his bed got in a shameful tangle much knowledge of law suro popped his brain his cold hand can never record again with sad regret he was found with tho dead his gravestone of law books piled at hla head to tell at length of all direful ends would tax most cruelly the hearts of friends suffice it to say now they perish all judge marshal and councilmen great and small stands ready with shovel and pick to dig all their graves and strew flowers thick they paid expense hell dig cheaper than others he their great loss he loves them as brothers ex mayors friend still survives he did his very best to savo their lives A minus conscience never makes HIM ill such a sacrificing man la hard to kill huntsville citizens all of every kind always this maxim must well bear in mind there is no use to kick against tho pricks chere is no way to beat jena nelson i tricks through many sore trials the city has learned A few facts on law it might not have learned sweet peace bo unto the departed at rest may the new council do bravely their best |