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Show ! STOP AUTO THEFT Dack in the days when the West was If a Bad Man lifted a body's mare, rare, A hot wrath ran through tho countryside country-side " , Wilh a quick demand for the Bad Man's hide; , For a plug purloined was a hostile deed And it didn't square with the cowman's cow-man's creed, i A posse drew to the sheriffs shack 'And they all fell in cn the filchcr's l track. i i No distance balked; to the West's renown They rode the trail till they ran him down, And it wasn't a fine fcr the Bad Man then Or a brief sojourn in the comfy pen. Take it from me as from one "that's joe, I've read Brettc Harte and I ought to know; They strung him up in the leafy wold, .And the steed came back to the own- er's fold. i But loday from out of Its customed i cote Some rake of the rabble has frisked my boat, The motor that is my joy and pride, And I thirst like sin for the Bad Man's : hide. The sheriff yawns and he begs to state i That the arm of the law will investigate, investi-gate, But I know darn well that the boat retrieved Is never the same as the boat that's thieved, I They'll slip the pirate that wrecked my chaise A measly mulct or his thirty dave, Or caution him not to filch anew Which is what the sentence invites I him to. i We can tie to this as a wager, pal, That we'll miss our cars from the old corral T,ill the term dealt out for the crime A bit unhealthy for buccaneers. appears ' From American Motorist. |