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Show iA Walt Mason 4 JAY WALKERS. The men who drive the ehooehoo! boate are pinched and fined some uso- ful groats, when they're discovered ' speeding and all the witnesses applaud ap-plaud when Juetlce soaks them for j their wad they get Just what they're Heeding. The motorl6ts are much to blame, and folks are always crying, "Shame"' We daily hear their drool-lngs; drool-lngs; but half the trouble on tho street is caused by Jays why ply their feer without regard to rulings The man on foot breaks all the laws, breaks every ev-ery rule that ever was, nor carea a cheap Buspender; and when my auto runs him down, and spreads his frag ments through the town, I find Pre no defender. The people gather round my car and talk of feathers and of tar In tones that throb with passion; the man on foot's a sacred Jav; the motor 1st is wroDg alway: and stiff fines are the fashion I drive my car with ceaseless cease-less care, and yet I'm always In despair. de-spair. Jay walkerB are so busy; the) get before my chugging, wain, as though determined to be slain, the are so brash and dizzy. They cross the street where'er they please, between be-tween tho moving cars they squeeze, they dodge at every angle; and when I've driven for a mile I can no longer sing and smile my nerves are all a Jangle. oo |