{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3382", "width": "2300", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "Ifc iS\\nr\\n--^^Z^ .3i\\nJ J^,\\no\\nL ^yy^\\ni-\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00ba\u00e2\u0080\u00a2A:- J\\n3\\n-^?i\\n,^_^^7fc^\\nr^\\n.-_*\\n^s\u00c2\u00bb- -v^\\nv-\\nW /i^\\n3,\\nIs ^m\\ny st\\nm^~--^\\nA^\\n^o,\\n^5^\\nJ\\n-J^\\n,3:^\\n3-\\n:3 o\\nT^\\n3\\n3\\n1i\\nV\\nlU\\n:j;\\nx\u00c2\u00bb\\n2*\\n^S\\nLIBRARY OF CONGRESS.\\n(liap._J.___. Cop.^Tiglit o.._.\\nShelf _...\\\\/liJ5\\n5 j,^\\nUNITED STATES OF AMERICA\\nJT\\nr%%\\nis\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0V -f 3\\nf^\\np.^^:\\n-.:^y^\\n^J^\\nL 53-^3.\\nrt j]^\\nj?^7:\\n^\u00e2\u0096\u00a0y\\n:^C.JBB\\nx\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0\u00e2\u0080\u00a2t-^V^^^^^B\\nri 3_. 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WHiTMER.\\nI\\nI", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "XWO COPIES Rt.^--iVED,\\nIrJbrary of coni5P\u00c2\u00abt%\\nAPR 6 1900\\nKegUtar of Copyrl^htib\\n56795\\nCopyrii^hted T. W. Wliitmer 1900.\\nSECO.N^ ..^r.", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVIL S CREEK.\\nDown on Devil s Creek lived a rather singular\\nset, noted in their day for broils and toils, but\\nmostly noted for turning the tide when anyone\\nwere around.\\nBrother Good-for-nothing was often a fit subject\\nfor hell. On many occasions, particularly so when\\nit comes to the subject of meat and bread, he often\\nhalted between two opinions; whether the dollars\\namounted to more than the pleasures of his wife\\nand children, which he often found weighed in\\nbalances and found wanting. His fake lay in going\\nto meeting under special pretense of getting out of\\nwork, and riding in the chariot with pastor or just\\nbefore or behind. But his greatest pleasures were\\nin demolishing Sister Good-a-good s chicken salad\\nand pies.\\nHowever he had a few good traits in the har-\\nness which would seem to excite his sanctimonious\\nemotion, such as Oh, Lord Amen and Lord\\nGrant which were granted more than required.\\nHe often made a special hit to the sinners and\\nsmall boys by giving in his experience with the old\\nman, but he left the children off. He alluded to\\nhis own sinful nature more than anything, but", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON devil s CREEK.\\nwhen it came to handshaking he knew how, for he\\nshook like he meant it. By long and continued\\npractice he knows how to shake and who to shake.\\nWhile the doubtful part of the congregation\\nstood around ready to burst with laughter, when\\nthere is any allusion to the matter he uses a few\\nd ns and goes ahead. His interest never fags\\nwhile the sun is hot, and the worms are many.\\nHe has a desire to do good before it is too late.\\nBut let the clouds obscure the sun there is a\\ngeneral falling away in his faith. An excuse the\\nevil one would smile at. He has, by the way,\\nsome good intentions. He tries to bring the\\nchildren up in the way they should go, but, alas!\\nhe spares the rod and his punishment is greater\\nthan he can bear. He assumes the aspect of the\\nfallen angel.\\nAdorned with gray hairs he has special reasons\\nwhy he can sing. While the bums stand around\\nand pat to the accompaniment of the tune on the\\nhornpipe. He imagines that their conscientious\\nscruples have been touched, and probably they\\nhave but not for the better.\\nHe especially objects to baseball and other rip-\\nroaring games on the Sabbath, but he is afraid to\\ncast the first stone because the devil might pitch it\\nback and break his own head with it. And there\\nwould not be a very appropriate funeral take place.\\nHe justifies himself in many ways; he gives\\naway what his children earn by the day, and calls\\nit giving to the Lord. He goes to church and sings", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 3\\n*My Redeemer Liveth while his wife and children\\nare at home barefooted and ragged as little urchins.\\nTo keep him in a good mood his wife makes\\nthe fires while the small boy does the feeding, but\\nthere seems to be no end to his objections. He\\ntakes for his text his mother or his grandmother\\ndid so and so.\\nHe says extravagance is breaking him up,\\nwhich is no lie. He lays his woes before the un-\\nsympathizing world who knows where the monkey\\ndances. He lays a claim on everything down to\\nthe setting hen, which would eternally peck his life\\nout if she had a chance.\\nHis neighbors are few and far between, his re-\\nlations wonder how much longer God is going to\\nput up with him. Perhaps there has been enough\\nsaid of his religious toleration. I will proceed to\\ngive you a few others that will not amaze you.\\nHis plantation is covered with crops, but not\\nalways of the paying kind, such as weeds, foxtail\\nand broom sage.\\nBut the rabbit has become as tough as\\nBrother Good-for-nothing, and by no means worth\\nthe trouble. Except when some other brother s\\nfruit trees are in danger, which often happens when\\nthe good brother is around.\\nBesides the rabbit and chipmuck there is that\\nold razor-back sow, that knows no obstruction;\\nthat can split a fence rail into and make two out of\\nit, and often has as many as four litters of pigs a\\nyear.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "4 DOWN ON DEVIL S CREEK.\\nPerhaps I did not give him justice. His farm\\nanimals are of a peculiar type, coming out in the\\nspring deceiving the large birds that fly around in\\nquest of prey. They will fly down and say here\\nit is, but, alas! a well directed peck leaves a one-\\neyed horse or cow, which should be done away\\nwith by the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty\\nto Animals. It often happens that this is not the\\ncase for you can see the very same birds devouring\\nsome other neighbor s buck sheep, killed by the\\ndogs the night before, or perhaps tearing at ribs\\nof some other domesticated animal. In this man-\\nner he lives. That it is said he hardly exists only\\nin the mind of those around him, who wonder at\\nthat same animal being attached to a plow and\\nbeing dragged backwards with a small boy a hold\\nof it.\\nSo much for the horse, now for the cow, as\\nhonary as himself, which attacks the weeds and\\ngrass in Spring and Summer, but, alas! Autumn is\\nhere. He rings her tail to give down her milk,\\nimagines she has the hollow-horn, when the poor\\nthing can hardly stand up, lacking the essential ele-\\nments that make muscle and fibre.\\nTo accomplish such an end, instead of going to\\nwork to buy feed, he takes out his grandfather s\\nbarlow, used in the Revolution to pare potatoes\\nwith and extract motes and other inatimate\\nobjects. There would be a blessing if the vigi-\\nlance committee could be gotten together and\\nwould show some inducement in the shape of the", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 5\\ngreat blacksnake whip, that makes the mules\\nmove on.\\nThat his dog is like his master, much known\\nand little respected, especially on Saturday nights\\nand Sundays. When the young bucks are around\\nand want to try their pops for the fun of the thing,\\nwhich insures a number of days in jail or a fifty-\\ndollar fine or likely both to say nothing of los-\\ning their best girl by such impudence and taking a\\nflogging besides.\\nThe law should favor every object of charity\\nand give the young dude a chance to kill dogs at\\nhis pleasure, and as he grew up to raise sheep and\\nbe a prosperous citizen. As it is, he lounges about\\nthe small towns and becomes utterly worthless.\\nSo much for Uncle Sam not allowing him to carry\\na gun to alarm Brother Good-for-nothing.\\nHe has no special objection to cats, for he says\\nhe is one himself and perhaps as no account. A\\nmajority of cats will lay asleep all day to get to\\nprowl about at night. Our dear brother does not\\nrealize the danger he is likely to come across at\\nnight; perhaps there s a dog prowling about in the\\nsame fix, and should put him up a tree. About\\nChristmas time he would stand a chance of freez-\\ning, to say nothing of being bit before arriving at\\nthe tree. Besides selling no milk from that honary\\ncow and running short of meat and bread.\\nHis chickens are trained to the idea of migrat-\\ning to a colder climate where the pot simmers\\ndown occasionally. Needless to say, a change of", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "6 DOWN ON DEVIL S CREEK.\\nweather when cholera is around is desirable, more\\nso, when the number of his chickens does not cor-\\nrespond with his neighbor s. And more especially\\nwhen an enraged old hen loses her head and\\npounces upon tne midnight intruder. No wonder\\nthis world is full of sorrows, to say nothing of get-\\nting to Heaven by chance. Chickens are only sec-\\nond in importance, but the good wife finds it hard\\nindeed when her stock has become diminished, and\\nno wonder it occupies Mr. Good-for-nothing s mind\\nwith many dark forebodings. It not only causes\\nhis light to be hid under the bushel, but the bushel\\nand more to be hid under him.\\nTurkeys are a bird that won t stay on any ordi-\\nnary farm. They are likely to shift for themselves\\nat best, but a good man s turkeys know no bound.\\nThe best wheat fields and oat patches are conge-\\nnial to their roving natures, which Mr. Good-for-\\nnothing sees afar off. But what takes the roof off\\non the top of the house when the wind is not\\nblowing is his neighbor s hound, especially adapted\\nto running hares and small game, turkey is not an\\nobjection when his owner knows that Mr. Good-\\nfor-nothing is gone and there is nothing better.\\nThus it stands him in hand to do good for evil by\\nseeing that brute knocks the most of the feathers\\nout of those birds and ending it by sending his\\nneighbor word to keep those abominable birds in\\ntheir place.\\nA goose knows better how to get into trouble\\nthan how to get out. A young goose from the", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 7\\nbeginning knows how to fly, nor do they light upon\\na straw stack, for they have seen that high mound\\nbefore. Mr Good-for-nothing s geese are not so\\nsilly as all that comes to. They go North and\\nSouth in the morning and come home East and\\nWest in the evening, with a protuberance as big as\\na shot sack gleaned before or after the reapers,\\nlike their master. However, their digestion is good\\nand still not better after being chased from one\\nfield to another and causing the farm hand to swear\\nand lose temper, and to say if Mr. Good-for-\\nnothing s chances for Heaven are desirable, what\\nwas his chance for hell\\nI do not wish to repeat the old story, but to\\nenliven the new. This hog is the fellow that objects\\nto other hogs like themselves. Brought up to have\\nthe best at any cost is turned loose to combat the\\nfield with the impunity of a dog, only his tushes\\nare longer, which not only stands his opponent at\\na disadvantage, but makes the small boys and\\nwomen run for dear life. Being fond of potatoes\\nand small truck patches he objects to any intrusion\\non the part of law-abiding citizens. The average\\ntruck patch is such that an educated animal with\\ntwo legs can devour the whole in a very short time,\\nbut when it comes to four the destruction is iminent\\nand the damage is unsurmountable.\\nThe cow is not tne same one with holler tail\\nbut belonging to the same man, roaming the woods\\nwith pleasure and destroying the young man s hunt\\nby chasing him over logs and through saplings", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "8 DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK.\\ntis a wonder to behold. The brave man of action\\nhas become a man of deeds, after taking a tree and\\nat safe distance, he longs for home, and its many\\nenvironments, while that cow stamps and paws\\nlike mad. There is something closely connected\\nwith his heels that is quite annoying which resem-\\nbles man s faithful friend. In a short time he for-\\ngets what he has treed, and goes off for other\\nfields to conquer while the young hunter slips down\\na much wiser and better man, knowing his Re-\\ndeemer liveth if it was in a small dog. Suppose\\nhe had all these animals he would undoubtedly\\nhave some of the late inventions of the age, such\\nas hoes, pitchforks, plows and other instruments\\nwhich would accord to the time of rye straw by\\nleaving the straw off, but the rye was always in its\\nplace with its master, especially when it comes to\\nhim using them, but being a soldier of the cross he\\nwould go as a sheep before the shearers. But not\\nmuch wool ever flew for he had special objection\\nof being shorn so rudely, never noted for work but\\nhad it done by others that were more prepared to\\nenjoy tne felicity of a great beyond. The chance\\nof smelling fire on his clothes were to much for\\nsuch a soldier of the cross, so I will end the matter\\nuntil better explained.\\nInventions I should say so There is the hoe\\nthat tended the late Good-for-nothing potato patch.\\nAll eye and no hoe, one hundred years old or\\nmore, doubtless used in fortifying Breed s hill on\\nthat memorable day in May, 1775. Times have", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 9\\nbeen hard since, perils after perils have befallen\\nthis enlightened land of ours. With the outcome\\nof these struggles taxes became high, hoes and\\nother instruments have become rare indeed, and\\nbesides one hoe is enough for anybody who is not\\nprepared to use it. Such ideas of living, if adhered\\nto, culminate into letting the forest oak grow.\\nThe mighty towns and cities would become a\\ntrackless plain, and the domesticated animals\\nwould again roam at large upon what was known\\nas the great highway of man.\\nBeing a disciple of the old school anything that\\nwas good enough for his father was good enough\\nfor him. To save the necessity of making a fork\\nby demolishing a dogwood, and taking a very\\nsmall part thereof, his father improved his time by\\nbuying a steel fork with two prongs. In addition\\nthere was a handle so large that you might imagine\\nwhen the hay was clear of the fork that some man\\nwas setting up a gate post. All bat that. This\\nfork has come down as a memorial to that family\\nand when the cloee of the twentieth century shall\\nhave disappeared that same fork will be prized as\\none of the most ancient of modern inventions, and\\nthat same handle will support a battery for a wire-\\nless, telegraphy.\\nIt is needless to say that he had the plow which\\nIsrael Putnam left standing in the field when that\\nbrave spirit joined the Continentals at Lexington,\\nbut he had one with the same make, one of those\\nold fellows with a high wooden mould board and", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "lO\\nDOWN GN DEVILS CREEK.\\ntwo poles looking much like the old dray. For\\nhandles with the speed of our mustang ponies\\nwould have sent him beyond Jupiter, to say noth-\\nA Battery for Wireless Telegraphy.\\ning of where handles and other portions went too.\\nThis same plow will doubtless be exhumed some\\nday and cracked experts will pronounce that it\\nmight have been one of the plows that the Israel-\\nites left in their flight from Egypt.\\nShall I proceed to tell about his other implements.\\nI think I may to the average citizen. The Cones-\\ntoga wagon is a myth but to a thankful few like\\nMr. Good-for-Nothing this has become a very\\nhighly prized article with a great high buckboad.\\nImagine yourself a-going like two-forty over the\\nfrozen highway and that same horse should see one", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON devil s CREEK.\\nI I\\nthose modern bicycles a-^oing at the rate of a mile\\na minute. There would be a collision that would\\nsend the riders beyond Mars and all of this need-\\nThere Would be a Collision.\\nless expense of making a telescope to reach the in-\\nhabitants thereof would be set at naught, and\\nthose inhabitants would send a magnetic wire\\nwhirling through space. Ere long the inhabitants\\nbeyond the clouds would be a myth of the past.\\nNo rational being, however much he has lived\\nin the past, can afford to live in these modern days\\nwithout hearing what the evangelist and small boys\\ncall a hug-me-tight. Doubtless the ruination of\\nboth. But I will leave that to you and proceed\\nwith my story. This peculiar one is noted by a\\nhigh dashboard that kept the little ones from fall-\\ning between the horses heels, and being kicked\\nbeyond the treetops which in those days were very\\nnumerous. You see at once a small boy was very\\nvaluable. There was brush to pick and fires to\\nmake and the small boy was always in demand, to\\nsay nothing of what was in the shape of a girl, who\\nwas taught to spin and weave, and not to bang on", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "12 DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK.\\nan organ till twelve and one o clock and sleep the\\nremainder of next day.\\nPerhaps you have heard the parable of the sower,\\nbut it makes my soul sink within me to think of that\\nabominable bad boy that had nothing to do but to\\nsow ragweeds and dock seed behind him. Take it\\nfor granted such were the case a little coerscion on\\nthe tight part of the pants might have supple-\\nmented a remedy. But such were not the case.\\nImagine with what disgust Mr. Good-for-nothing\\nhas in trying to save a few grains of what you\\nmight call cheat or cockerel. The danger don t lie\\nwith him alone. Many American farmers from\\nyear to year let the wheat and tares grow together\\nuntil harvest, and then with their fine machinery\\nharvest and thresh their crops and then try to poke\\ntheir cheaty wheat on that enterprising miller, who\\nsays: -T reckon we will grind on anyhow without\\nyour spontaneous outgrowth.\\nFor a fact, fortune and honor favor the brain,\\nbut it is not many times you hear of a drop nowa-\\ndays, more or less a good thing of it. Right in\\norder to improve the talent we are bound to sub-\\nmit that main force and awkwardness were things\\nof the past. But not so with our hero who has\\nsuch relics as belong to so remote a generation. You\\nmight see him going forth as represented by old\\nFather Time with a great reap hook cutting down\\nthe old and infirm and occasionally missing a few\\nsmall boys and girls heads which he will get on\\nhis way back.", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "Has a Dream of a Future.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON devil s CREEK. I 3\\nTo do justice to all and malice to none. I will\\ngive you an idea of how he plants his corn. Need-\\nless to say in turning his ground that it would be\\nhard to see from one farrow to the other one,\\nwhich leaves him but little trouble in planting, still\\nit is astonishing to see with what avidity the moles\\nand chipmucks subtract the product from the soil\\nane Mr. G. calls on his God by every fair and un-\\nfair name in the calendar, to say nothing of the\\nchance of saying his prayers and calling on his\\nneighbors for help.\\nTo live in Kentucky tobacco becomes a remu-\\nnerative article of commerce, keeping the small\\nboy out of devilment and greatly enhancing the\\nglory that rallies around the counter of our richly\\ncaparisoned store. Not so much with Mr. Good-for-\\nnothing. His credit becomes impaired as the years\\ngo by. And the only obstruction that holds him\\nfrom going to the wall is that he has not far to\\ngo. With malice to none and hatred to all he still\\nremains hardup until the roll is called up yonder.\\nAnd will be so slow about that St Peter will shut\\nthe door and at the time of his arrival one thous-\\nand years hence the Devil will not claim him or\\nany of his ancestors.\\nTo sum the matter up every creature should\\nhave enough to eat at all times, but how is that the\\ncase when some sharp appetite is ready to devour\\nsome other animal. You don t have to go to the\\nFeejee Islands or to the noted American posses-\\nsions to find cannibals and such like. It would", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVIL S CREEK.\\nmake the Devil smile indeed to see people s minds\\nrun so far off when the cry goes up through this\\nland and country that this politician has devoured\\nthis man, and that man to say nothing of the\\nThis Politician has Devoured This Man.\\ndefenseless women and children he has at his\\nmercy. So it has been with the subject of my dis-\\ncussion. The tax collector says he shall pay his\\npoll tax, that is on his head, or beat rock for the\\ncommunity at large, while his devoted wife and\\nchildren shiver from cold and hunger for bread.\\n*Take heed lest ye offend these little ones, for it\\nwould be well with thee that a mill-stone were tied\\nabout your neck and cast into the bottom of the\\nsea.\\nTalking of imposition, that small boy of his is at\\nno time overly clean; besides that there seems to\\nbe an inclination to battle with the marauder on the\\nupper part of the cranium, most likely caused by\\nneglect and the want of soap that would be a bless-\\ning to a great many households. But that is not\\nall the boys of that particular vicinity have a special", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON devil s CREEK. I 5\\nabhorence to. A louse that is astonishing to be-\\nhold. Until he has, like his maker, no place to lay\\nhis head, to say nothing of enjoying an undisturbed\\nrepose, amid feathers and downs such should not\\nexist. There is in every land and country a charity\\nfund donated yearly for the poor and infirm and\\none of those two-cent combs would be an especial\\nobject of charity, besides a special prescription\\nprinted by the thousand would cost but a tiifle.\\nSuch would redown to the welfare of a Christian\\ncommunity.\\nBesides the small boy comes the girl budding\\ninto womanhood and peart as an owl. She, as\\nevery young maiden, has a dream of a future,\\nwhen that tyranical old father will not domineer\\nover what might be called Mrs. Somebody else.\\nBut this dream is not realized as yet, but who\\nknows but what some small boy s heart throbs with\\npain at that morose parent s ugly disposition, how-\\never much he despises the idea of attaching such a\\nmultitude of kinsfolks, who are by no means\\nagreeable. But still the mighty thunders have\\nheard it and it is no worse than it is. For it is\\nwritten He should forsake father and mother and\\ncleave to his wife. Whether white or black,\\nlowly or mean, it appears to the mind. Such unions\\nare often the case where the old man stays up\\nuntil a late hour with a gun loaded for some known\\ndepredator, but at the time he is most needed he\\nfalls asleep only to wake to find the bird has flown,\\nwhich is often disgusting to behold.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON devil s CREEK.\\nMy dear readers perhaps you think I have lost\\nsight of Mrs. Good-a-good, but, well, I have not.\\nBeing a woman she has whims peculiar to her sex,\\nwhich do not constitute the profound masculine\\ngender and first person when it comes to a general\\ndivide of the deceased husband. But the law is\\nstill loose regarding divorces and sudden termina-\\ntion of undesired individuals. However, let that\\nbe as it may, she holds a conspicuous place in the\\nminds of men, to say nothing of their disagreeable-\\nness in the art of using the tongue, even trying to\\nconfound the modern philosophers by voting\\nagainst the too free use of intoxicating liquors.\\nAnd besides that she tells you Mrs. So-and-so will\\nbe our next city councilman. Imagine yourself at\\nhome with the baby and your wife at the club, or\\nsome other detestable place, spinning out lies by\\nthe dozen. You will then have a free distributed\\nsample of the modern invention of voting.\\nVote is not all they do. They have a few in-\\ndispensable principles connected with their sojourn-\\ning here below. The heroine of our subject is to\\nbe hoped to have many, probably more, than is\\nconnected with others. Far her superior by no\\nmeans is she devoid of that high virtue of doing\\nunto others as you would wish them to do unto\\nyou. But she had a two-fold failing of using her\\ntongue, while her husband would rip her up the\\nback about what his paternal grandmother did long\\nbefore the Revolution, and what her mother-in-law\\nintended to do if things did not come up to the", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. I J\\nrequirements. The other I would suppose would\\nbe indulging her children against that old man s\\nwill, which often demoralizes Good-for-nothing s\\nselfish vanity.\\nThe subject of this sketch is closely allied to the\\naverage American woman. Quick to quiet down\\nby kindness, but resentful in the extreme when\\nbeing imposed upon. Her husband imagines he\\nhas the good book and all the apostles against her.\\nOh how he revels in the thought of doing good\\nfor evil. And a renumerative reward after she is\\ndead, even the Devil has some objection to make\\nat this suggestion. God bless her, she is the\\nwoman that molds public sentiment; her sin-de-\\nluded husband finds he s in the dugout along with\\nall the others that goeth all the ways of the\\nearth. She longs for mercy, but behold a cry;\\nface to face, with oppression until she dies.\\nBorn of poor but respectable parents is the\\nsubject I want to present before your mind. You\\nwill find them throughout our land and country.\\nFit for a king provided the Devil hasn t already\\nlaid a claim on them, twenty years in advance.\\nWhich it does seem you find a case here and there,\\nthat no antiseptic can cure nor balm can heal.\\nYou will find these victims of wiles and ills of the\\ngentle sex, or perhaps he knows more now than he\\nwants to tell. You also find them diseased so that\\nthere is not a bone in their back that wants to bend.\\nThese classes as a rule are good for nothing at best.\\nSometimes love is stronger than their back, which", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "1 8 DOWN ON devil s CREEK.\\nsooner or later there are two backs broken instead\\nof one.\\nWomen are not always angels, at least this one\\nwasn t. Breathing the air of liberty her s were all\\nsmiles, only now and then prying into things un-\\nbidden, more to satisfy natural curiosity than to\\nplunder, and who is it that wouldn t devour his\\nmotherinlaw when he got a chance. He that is\\nnot guilty of sin cast the first stone. Our first in-\\nstinct is self preservation. Take man and put\\nfour-cent calico upon his person and there would\\nbe a bank robbery in every city and town in the\\nUnited States before sundown. As it is she goes\\nday unto day as a lamb to the slaughter and the\\nsheep before the shearer, but still they will try to\\nclass her morals with that ten-cent bum, that\\nno one claims, not even the Devil himself.\\nSo much for their prying characteristics, which\\ndoes not stop at looking in their oW dad s pocket-\\nbooks and dividing the sheep from the goats and\\nafter the goats are gone murder the sheep in an\\nappalling manner, and then wonder why Jerusalem\\nwas not built in their daddy s hip pockets, and\\nSolomon s temple in his old coat tail.\\nNow, my fair readers, I don t want to insult you\\nneedlessly, but whom the shoe fits let her put it on,\\nwhether its up to date or not. By so doing you\\nwill not bring down your father in sorrow to the\\ngrave, and ^^r. Good-for-nothing wont take the\\nimprudence on himself to say your father is dead\\nand your mother will leave you alone by selling", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 1 9\\nout her right in the old homestead to one of those\\ndespicable bums that imagine vain things.\\nThere comes a time in her history, whether\\nthrough natural curiosity or not, is it well that man\\nshould be alone, especially some very naughty play-\\nmate, whom her parents would not more than tear up\\nthe salt works even to think their little one was so\\ndesigning. What is to be is to come, will what wont\\nthere will be no coming to. The young man in his\\nsled and hug-me-tight will be bound to consider\\nsooner or later for his destiny will be settled.\\nSoon or late he will then strut around, assume the\\nair of a gentleman, or call upon all the gods to\\nwitness that none of the fair sex need to apply.\\nHaving been bounced he has no soul that hereafter\\nwhen judgment day shall have arrived he will, if\\npermitted, join hands, not with his former sweet-\\nheart but with his kind mother that once loved\\nhim that would love him still.\\nYou would perhaps wish me to depict that ring\\nthat is used as a token of mutual regard toward\\neach other. It is often the case that the ring is\\nmore thought of than the man is regarded, inso-\\nmuch that some good chum will even have the\\nimprudence to borrow his friend s wedding suit in\\norder to appear grand at some entertainment and\\nwill go and get that very same ring and then ab-\\nscond to parts unknown. While that eternal good-\\nfor-nothing scoundrel will pine away his days in\\nobscurity. A victim of self-confidence and his good\\nchum s imprudence, hoping some bright day to see", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "20 DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK.\\nher ^o to where the fire burneth and the worm\\nquencheth not. Then she will have her hands full\\nto take care of herself besides taking care of a man.\\nThere s reason then to believe that she will use her\\ntongue when required.\\nFrom the simple fact I have got you now. A\\ndisease that is often caused by burnt biscuits and\\nunboiled meat the such Mr. Good-for-nothing\\nliterally abhors. For the distant thunders hath\\nuttered it, my grandmother never burnt one in her\\nlife, for the simple reason she never had one to\\nburn, and your good mother doubtless cooked a\\ngreat many more than she ate. Your father died\\na sinner trying to consume a hog that weighed less\\nthan a hundred or two, and your poor old mother\\ndied in one of those poor-houses under the hill.\\nThen you were left an orphan with that grand-\\nmother of yours where the johnny cake danced to\\nthe tune of seventeen. Where a giddy fool like\\nmyself got more than mashed on you.\\nThat isn t the sorrow of an ordinary man that is\\ngood-for-nothing. The day cometh when he sows\\nin joy and reaps in sorrow even now his honeymoon\\nis turned into mourning and bank checks into\\nkitchen furniture. She has already made an as-\\nsault on old father time by leaving no little store\\naccount unsettled in the shape of bed and parlor\\nfurniture, besides that he can finally rejoice that\\nshe herself hasn t become parlor furniture, which is\\noften the case.\\nAdvice should be given here. Young man it", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "A Victim of Self Confidence:", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON devil s CREEK. 2 1\\nStands you in luck to deal in kitchen furniture on a\\nsmall scale, than parlor furniture by the boat load.\\nKitchen furniture rings all the time alike, parlor\\nfurniture depends on where it strikes.\\nWith our heroine there is a combination of\\nparlor and kitchen furniture, but mostly kitchen.\\nBesides trying to please Good-for-nothing s intellect\\nby going to the counters, workshops and last of all\\nthat despisable tobacco patch while he dances to\\nthe tune of Yankee Doodle, and follows that\\npreacher from Jerusalem to Jericho, and don t\\nfinally stop at bringing the preacher around to talk\\nto his benighted family, but those savage heathen\\nthat devour much chicken and other articles. We\\ncome together in the name of the Lord, to eat to\\nour soul s salvation. Lord fill me with thy hal-\\nlowed pleasure by going for the doctor at once.\\nWhile I pour out my contempt on Mrs. Good-a-\\ngood s preserves and jelly cakes.\\nIt seems strange that a preacher ever survives a\\nprotracted meeting at any time. I would suppose\\nthat the Lord had need for him or he would go\\nthe way of all the earth. You let such a sinner as\\nMr. Good-for-nothing take his shoes, the meeting\\nwould close with a funeral which the preacher\\nwould take as his text, The way a tree falleth, so\\nit lies. Which would be hard on the preacher, to\\nsay nothing of running his wife and children dis-\\ntracted, by the thought of not seeing that tree\\nplanted on the battlement of Heaven. But where\\nthe fire is not quenched or the worm dieth not,", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "22 DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK.\\nthus there would be mourning and lamentation not\\naltogether by his devoted wife and children, but\\nby his good old brethren and sisters who would call\\na halt between two opinions.\\nMan cannot live upon bread alone. Mr. Good-\\nfor-nothing says that water is an indispensible ar-\\nticle, often not stopping at water alone, trying to\\nsee how much such a jug would hold. Which\\nwould be enough to animate all the Devils of crea-\\ntion, and cause his mother-in-law to go crazy by\\nspitting her false teeth into the fire, and his devot-\\ned wife mistake him for the infant and pinning that\\nenormous sheet over his head and thereby causing\\ngreat wrinkles to form over the spinal accessories,\\nand great bumps to collect over his head that can-\\nnot be found in the phrenologist s vocabulary there-\\nby astonishing that venerable body of scientists,\\nthey in turn by bringing out the astrologers and\\nmagician supprises the world. I would in turn sug-\\ngest a remedy for such ills that affect humanity by\\nSomething Less Than a Barrel.\\nhaving distilleries in their ad to say how much alco-\\nhol their spirits contained, and the venerable bar-\\nkeeper when an unruly customer came around that", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 23\\nwanted something less than a barrel instead of add-\\ning thereunto more overjoy, let him have Adam s\\nale which would often save his credit besides being\\nsawed into by Mrs. Good-a-good s lingual vocabu-\\nlaries and by Mr. Good-for-nothing s prohibition\\nenemies.\\nMy sympathies are supposed to be liberal. God\\nbless those institutions that say to the damnable\\ncurse of liquor, away with it, you don t have to\\ngo to Bethlehem to find a prohibition advocate\\nalone. They still inhabit a small portion of the old\\nand new vvorld, to say nothing of their controlling\\ninfluence in politics, the horror of the average poli-\\ntician and the sorrow of the aristocrat behind the\\nthrone. Mrs. Good-a-good s boys are not all so bad\\nafter all. They build churches and school houses\\nand plant academies and colleges that enlighten\\nthe land in so much that at no late day I would not\\nbe surprised to see a steam locomotive sailing\\nthrough the air along with one of Uncle Sam s most\\nnoted battle ships, and freight would not be taken\\non only in high places.\\nSome of his children are not so bad after all.\\nThere is my all go first. There is her all go first\\nthat will stand shaking. The application of the\\nrod lightens the burden of both father and mother,\\nbut alternately damns the ones that come after.\\nThey find their parent s natural forces abated, and\\ngenerally have a fine time doing as they please, If\\ngoing as far as to get hung by the ueck until dead,\\nand if not so lucky as all of that try a job of beat-", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "24 DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK.\\ning rock for a livelihood, which goes against the\\ngrain. If the applicant don t get such a job as\\nthis he will often bring down his parents in sorrow\\nto the grave by his own unthoughtfulness, dig his\\nparents grave and nail the commandments with\\noaths and lies, so that the ten truthes will be as a\\nbitter morsel under their lips for their abomination\\nreacheth the skies. But still the good always if not\\nquite compensates for the evil. Where you are\\nrunning one devil down there is one hundred get-\\nting up. Which so greatly outnumbers the good\\ntwo to one that free silver is turned to lead and gold\\nis turned to tingling brass, and the average preach-\\ner often don t know which from the other. Man at\\nbest is born of a few days and full of evil. So Mrs.\\nGood I don t care how good he or she is very light-\\nly compensated for their troubles and cares in their\\nattention toward their little ones, or in other words\\nthey found that a loai of bread however large will\\nnot go around, and that a bad boy or girl is sure to\\nget more than their share; then the monkey dances\\nto a hundred and ten and their parents to an early\\ngrave.\\nA special guidance here would not be out of\\nplace. Without that some bad boy or girl should\\ngo to a ball or picnic and dance to the tune of Bal-\\ntimore and having a house built just across the road\\nfrom his or her parents, which would be entirefy\\ntoo close to be healthy. Such things as horse\\nshoes and rabbit feet might not keep off disease\\nthat lurks under that paternol roof, for Mrs. Good-", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "Dance io the Tune of Baltimort-", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 2$\\na-good s tongueis tied up to-day but there is sure to\\nbe a storm gathering for to-morrow. With which\\nwhich the song of Baltimore will have to take in\\nher or his horn or get them knocked off, for their\\ntrouble, and a divorce granted, leaving Baltimore\\nto grind on the hand organ and Mr. Good-for-\\nNothing to dance to the tune of one hundred and\\nfifty dollars a year. It would make no difference\\nwhere his head would strike the earth or his heels\\ntouched the sky. There would always be a con-\\nflab amounting to jibs and jabs to say nothing of\\nviolence that would follow between her mother-in-\\nlaw and mother on one side, her brother and sisters\\non his side, and the same with a legion of devils on\\nthe other. You might say this is all chin music,\\nsung by one who knows not the woes that are at-\\ntached to matrimony. Without the faintest\\nglimpse of the future nevertheless it stands us in\\nhand to go about it easy and sign a contract not to\\nlive with the old man or woman or just across the\\nroad, where our fame will be wafted to the four\\ncorners of the earth and where the devil will go a\\nfishing without any bait and catch such things as\\ndivorces and good-for-nothing men.\\nAll men are not quite so ill disposed neither do\\nthey contract a matrimonial alliance to live with\\nthe old folks for it often is the case they live far\\napart where Mrs. Good-a-good can occasionally\\nspeak through a long distance telephone long\\nenough to say all is well except the old man he\\nfound a hair in the pudding which caused his abdo-", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "26\\nDOWN ON DEVILS CREEK.\\nminal muscles to convulse and throw off their slow\\nfermenting contents. I would have more to say\\nbut they are trying to shut me off for this time. Be\\nWhere the Devil will go a Fishing.\\nsure to give that old devil a beating and while you\\nare at it give him one for me. Do it quickly and\\nthen tell me your success; good-bye, bring your\\nlittle girl and boy and leave that old devil at home\\nto attend to the dumb brutes and to eat burnt bis-\\ncuits and drink scared water. So come at once to\\nthe fireside of your indulgent father and mother.\\nAll is well that ends well, but the bad is sure to\\nfollow. But a mother-in-law to the end of the", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 2/\\nworld, to taunt you about the burden you have to\\ncarry and will knock your heels out from under you.\\nSo that you will hear it thunder when the sky is\\nclear, and the thermometer registers zero, and\\nwhen that luminous orb stands at a hundred and\\nten in the shade. Nothing short of committing\\nmurder sideways with an old fashioned bulldog pis-\\ntol or scaring the life out of the children by falling\\nover the fence will bring your mother-in-law to re-\\npentance. And then be sure you have broken one\\nof your arms or legs so as the doctor has to splinter\\nit, she may be on hands to say you are the most\\ncareless man in the world, next time break your\\nneck.\\nIn every condition, in sickness or in health, you\\nfind many ministering spirits, who guide the world\\neven in that obscure hour of midnight she ministers\\nwith one hand and reproves with the other. Per-\\nhaps her husband has divided the bed and has given\\nher tne bedrail not to say anything sometimes of\\nthe floor, such a combination in one night would\\nbe too much for any ordinary intelligence. The\\nthought would make the hair stand on Mrs. Good-\\na-good s head and such a trouncing her good-for-\\nnothing husband had since his mother thought it a\\ncharity to chastise her little goodness for acting the\\ntruant for not going to school so that he might\\ngrow up in the knowledge and truth that a wife s\\nplace is in the bed and not under was an indispenc-\\nible truth not to be winked at.\\nSome men hunt trouble and find obstructions", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "26 DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK.\\nthat an electric car would be shivered into splinters\\nand the motorman into limburger cheese to say\\nnothing of the ghoul that perpetrated the deed un-\\nder the guidance of some special pretense. He\\nimagines that his wife holds intercourse with some\\nother villain besides himself and Mr. Good-for-\\nnothing stays out until a late hour is evidence\\nenough to convict a wooden man. He expects to\\nseethe stars fall, but alas in vain, instead of seeing\\nthem tall the little angel of light fills him with\\nabout seven bullets from a pepper box she has on\\nhand besides being humiliated and standing the\\nchance of getting well or of dying and going to hell.\\nBut the wind bloweth where he listeth, the\\nearth is full of violence and the devil full of fun.\\nNor do you have to go from the big house into the\\nkitchen to hear what is going on in there. Perhaps\\nyou would do well to meditate upon the horror of\\nthe tomb before you tantalize about this thing, and\\nthat, she hasn t done and don t intend to. Many\\ndifficult questions have remained unsolved by such\\nobtrusions. Being a good woman the very laws of\\nnature propel her various ways. Therefore a flaunt-\\ning intellect need not apply to show her how a\\njohnnycake is baked or a bean is quartered, or you\\nfind she lives on one side of the house and you on\\nthe other. Besides he has as many relatives to die\\nwith dyspepsia as she has.\\nA foolish man hides his lamp under a bushel,\\nand his wife comes along and stumbles over it. He\\ndon t stop at having her shins broken. She pines", "height": "3268", "width": "2044", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK. 29\\naway and becomes a shadow in a dreary waste,\\nuntil he comes to the end there is nobody willing to\\nhelp him. Then he has time to meditate what\\nmight have been had he let someone else break\\ntheir neck but him. Nothing short of a transition\\nfrom the tomb, he is ready to do penance and\\ndance jigs to a mill stone the remainder of his al-\\nlotted time, which is not long at best, and the devil\\nwill borrow trouble when this revolting scoundrel\\napplies for a passport beyond where all devils dance\\nto the same tune and handle the same rake.\\nWinds of adversity may come; you find that\\nspirit true unto death. The man that finds his\\nwife more pleasanter than the frowning world and\\nwhen he comes to die he will expire in those loving\\nembraces that he is not ashamed of. When the\\nearth brings him low, she lightens the shadows of\\nadversity, compels the gloom to vanish like a\\nspectre of hobgoblins through the midnight air, of\\npleasant dreams and then you come to be your\\nformer self. While obscurity vanishes in formid-\\nable attire, and applause rings to the ends of the\\nearth, which shall be a golden pathway reaching\\nto the throne of God, where all former things shall\\nhave passed away and there will be no more night.\\n.What has a man more than his own soul To\\nthe one that fears God an echo of receding\\nages comes down through the annals of time,\\ntouching the soft places in a man s heart and lift-\\ning him from the degredation of this earth. What\\ncould be more than a wife Why has the Goddess", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "30 DOWN ON DEVILS CREEK.\\nof Liberty prevailed in every land and clime\\nWhile she to-day threatens with one hand to an-\\nnihilate and the other to soothe, is not justice\\nweighed in her balance Is she found wanting\\nNo vampire can suck the veins of her children\\nwithout remorse. More or less deck himself with\\nglittering stones and say he is no widower, and is\\nnot responsible for the blood shed at his hands, for\\nonly time will compensate to bring his designings\\nto naught.\\nThe time has come when the tyrant would do\\nwell to be humble to the street urchins. Then\\nwill the shadow of the twentieth century be real-\\nized. That stripling to-day breathes the air of\\nliberty of kings, and rejoices in a well-fed mind,\\ncapable of surmounting the various difficulties.\\nWill progress and invention stop here No.\\nKnowledge shall increase. His daughters shall sit\\nin the highway of men and say I am no widow,\\nneither have I a widow s garb, nor will I sing a\\ntedeum and chant to an unknown dead for the sake\\nof a few paltry dollars, which the gods of remorse\\nhas given thee. Are not her days numbered and\\nthe echoes of preceding generations at hand\\nWhat will this century terminate in Will not\\nthe glorious excelsus bring to a close such a strife,\\nor will the burden of this life be greater than we\\ncan bear when father is conspiring against his wife\\nand children, and the key note of age is being\\nsounded in remorse. The views of the children\\nconflicting at every turn, how long will the devil", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "DOWN ON DEVILS CKEKK. 3 I\\nhang a rope about your neck, and still you go un-\\nhung to your jails and penitentiaries. This will\\nnot always last. The time will shortly dawn when\\nparent s hearts will be turned toward the children,\\nand the hell and infamy of ages will reel apace and\\nthe thunder of centuries will come tumbling down\\nas you are in the spirit born. As a child of God\\nabide steadfast and waiting.\\nWhen that good-for-nothing nobody shall have\\nabsconded to realms to perish with those that\\nforgot God and create a refuse to strangle the\\nnation in his wake. He will not leave behind him\\nhieroglyphics of a preceding past. Gone and for-\\ngotten a shaddowless ray to the hills of the\\ndead, where all nature decays where he will not\\nsound his trumpet for the past time and forever.\\nMan dwelleth under his own vine and fig tree, and\\nthe fountains rain down earth in the presence of\\nGod, and the water goeth out unto the east and\\nthe west, and man dwells in the presence of God\\nforever and forever.\\nSo ends the first part.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "32 SOCIAL TRIUMPHS BEHIND THE THRONE.\\nSOCIAL TRIUMPHS BEHIND THE\\nTHRONE.\\nThis part will consist of the boy stealing the\\nold man s watermelons and taking them to the old\\nwoman instead of the girl, getting drunk twice a\\nweek and going to some public entertainment and\\nscaring the life out of the small boy by brandish-\\ning a pistol with one hand and a savage looking\\nfist with the other, and paying from $50 to $100\\nfine for their imprudence. Then will the sympa-\\nthies of the twentieth century woman be fully\\naroused to the fact that perhaps he wants to\\nmarry and is afraid to say the word. Perhaps\\nGood-for-nothing will then change his quiet mode\\nof living and settle down to facts about dollars and\\ncents.\\nWhere sociability triumphs before the throne,\\nand the dog shows what he is made out of. Per-\\nhaps before he would hardly eat enough to keep a\\nchicken alive and was as trim as an arrow. Now\\nshe wonders why the Devil didn t give her a wash-\\ning tub instead of a hog to feed. Perhaps you\\nhave seen him before he contracted that matri-\\nmonial alliance when all were smiles. Now they\\nlive as far apart as San Francisco is from New\\nYork, and when those loving smiles meet now, it is", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "SOCIAL TRIUMPHS BEHIND THE THRONE. 33\\nwhen he has gained some particular point that she\\nwas to blame for his getting drunk and staying out\\nuntil the late hour of morning. Then Cupid will\\nfrown, and the air will have an unsavory smell\\nbefore sunrise. He will then dance to the tune of\\nOld Dan Tucker, and will be going around try-\\ning to find a partner for the next set.\\nIt is not for the preacher to say, or the average\\npolitician to declare that he is entirely free of the\\nvanities of this world. Who is it that will not\\ncoquette a woman to see whether she is much\\nbroken up about him, or will have the imprudence\\nto say, Are you mashed.^ If you are, mash\\nahead. Probably you are not the only one in that\\nfix, and if you were he might remedy it. So he\\ntreads on your toes, and then you say, You good-\\nfor-nothing scoundrel. You know he will say,\\nNow you are mad because you cannot be number\\ntwo. Perhaps he has more than two already, and\\nhe would not object to a dozen if it would not be\\nfound out on him.\\nProbably the midnight assassin would be more\\nhumane than a score of young denizens in a full-\\nfledged watermelon patch just before or after some\\nparty or peach cutting. Their doctor don t object\\nmuch to either, provided they have not already\\nworn out their welcome; then it would pay to\\nbring out the chemist and patent medicine man\\nwith their instruments to analyze their virulent\\ncontents. Morever, leave an ad. hanging to every\\nmelon This melon is not for sale, and raw eggs", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "34 SOCIAL TRIUMPHS BEHIND THE THRONE.\\nand soda water are a first-class antidote against\\npoisons.\\nA young man of sixteen poisoned by arsenic\\nafter suffering in fearful agony for three days ex-\\npired. His sweetheart said she will follow him\\ninto the next world where there is no more water-\\nmelons and arsenic.\\nProbably never before in the history of man\\nhas those fatiguing games roxy and buffalo and\\nbest liking been to so low an ebb. If one was\\nstarted some one would want to know where\\nMendelssohn s wedding march began with fooling\\nme, and some young dude would want a pipe-stem\\nfrom that canebreak, and would return home not\\nliking such doleful music; forgetting the water-\\nmelon patch and singing, Never Alone; No, Never\\nAlone, making the old people believe that they\\nhad been to some great revival, and they now\\nknew that their redeemer liveth. A light would be\\nshining in the window and they would hardly hit\\nthe door when those insane old folks would be\\nshouting hallelujah and try to knock the roof off.\\nSurvival of the fittest is gained by separating\\nthe sheep from the goats, but who would stand a\\ntreat on it that they would stay in their place.\\nNothing but some old insane intellect that didn t\\nknow goats from sheep, and would turn them\\ntogether and say go it goats I knew you were\\nmules. What preacher of to-day would say, My\\nsheep Cometh when they are called without there\\nwas a close communion given out a month ahead;", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "SOCIAL TRIUMPHS BEHIND THE THRONE. 35\\nthen there would be such a bleating that he would\\nthink now or never is the time to send out his pick-\\npockets and see what he could find in the shape of\\ncoppers and nickels to lower the champagne fund.\\nThere is no telling why a J^oung man should not\\nbe compelled to marry when he has become of age,\\nwithout it is that he has not begun to chew well\\nenough, or he is good for nothing except chewing.\\nThen there should be a bridge from his plate to his\\nmouth, and those weary monsters in the shape of\\npigs and calves could be conveyed with safety. As\\nit is he frets and squirms ere long after the mid-\\nnight hour and dreams of maggots and green flies\\nthat would make your hair stand up straight and\\neyes bulge out of your head and, bah I don t\\nlike meat nohow next time kill a bear, provided\\nthe killing is not to be done by me.\\nThe smartest men that ever walked are to be\\nfound from Labrador to Cape Horn, inhabiting the\\nmain lands of Europe, Asia and Africa, and begins\\nat Jim Tom and goes to Jim Son. They are sub-\\ndivided into two or more classes, entirely de-\\npendent on their heighth, weight and how pretty I\\nam, to say nothing of their scandalous lies, of\\nwhence they came and where art thou going.\\nBelonging to the scrub family you once were a\\nscrub, and was twice a scrub, and still a scrub, and\\nWhere art thou going, Hannah Wait for this\\nscrub. If you will give him his time this same\\nscrub will grow into timber fit to build palaces and\\nchurches, and will soon gorge the mouth of the", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "36 SOCIAL TRIUMPHS BEHIND THE THRONE.\\nMississippi with floating bridges and wrecked\\nsteamboats.\\nNow the question lays, can a father or mother\\nwho has toiled until their little ones are of age.\\nShall they not make their living by the sweat of\\ntheir brow, and eat meat, if it is nothing but rab-\\nbit mixed along with bread and water Gives\\nfood to their weary limbs and reproach to their ap-\\npetites. You take a well-stuffed dude that is used\\nto swallowing the contents of a pot laden with\\nmeat, beans and potatoes and give him the trial of\\nseeing how it came, he will go a begging for the\\ncrumbs that fall from the table, and he and the\\ndogs will have a combat over the bones, in which\\nthe dogs will be bait for the buzzards and he will\\nbe baited for matrimony.\\nTouching are the scenes when a clodhopper\\nhas concluded that he is three times seven. When\\nhe is not really twice seven he begins to spurt\\naround among the women, and thinks his parents\\nhave been already compensated for having such a\\nwretch born to their credit. There is sure then\\nto be something bursted, if it i^ not anything more\\nthan this young dude s head, or receive a remuner-\\native reward of a slipper or boot heel and a lesson\\nin Dutch, beginning with the hoe handle and end-\\ning by using those beautiful hands on the side\\nnext to the sun. 3uch a lad led gently in this\\nway will be a reproach to the scornful and an ad-\\nvertisement to com^.\\nWhat is contained in a big head of to-day, as", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "SOCIAL TRIUMPHS BEHIND THE THRONE. 37\\nhe loafs around our towns and cities. Would it,\\nif all of it could be collected at the same time, fill\\na paper box with none to spare. They are as\\nmuch needed as a mule needs an arithmetic, or a\\ncow needs algebra, to say nothing about the sport\\nthey have in tow for their betters. Show me a\\nbusiness man of to-day. He does not care whether\\nthis old woman carries an umbrella, or that young\\nlady a parasol, or that young man wears number\\ntens or that lady twelves. Money money brings\\nyou money; save your credit tor the next time,\\nand then leave that at the next store. Terms,\\nstrictly cash. No big-headed dude need apply.\\nOne face is better looking than two upon the same\\nneck. Times are hard ten-cent bums by the\\ndozens.\\nWhom to repose confidence. Apply at your\\nmother s heart, and it shall be given to overflow-\\ning, to say nothing of the wise counsel she has in\\nstore for you. When her evening lustre has shed\\nits halo around your head, then you shall grow as\\na branch to the gigantic trees of Lebanon an idol\\nof a mother s heart, a light in the windov of a\\nmother s love that shall tread in the highway of\\nmen who will adore the beautiful and stand stead-\\nfast in that which is good. Then enjoy a remuner-\\native reward beyond where the false cannot go, or\\nthe undisciplined cannot enter, or gather strength\\nwhere we shall abide in the morning of the light,\\ngiving the fruits thereof unto the healing of the\\nnations.\\nClose of the second book.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "38 THE BRANCHING DOURAS.\\nTHE BRANCHING DOURAS.\\nOn all sides comes the praise of the branching\\ndouras, living amid the vine-clad hills of Zion, will-\\ning at all times to do the will of Christ. Has none\\nof the characteristics of Brother Good-for-nothing.\\nInasmuch as ye did it unto these little ones, ye\\ndid it unto me. His home was the sunshine of\\ntruth and of moral and religious liberty. There is\\nplayed the Roll is called up yonder along with the\\ntune of Haven of Rest. When the twilight has\\nsettled over the earth, he breathes a breath of\\nprayer, while the hearts of his family pulsate in the\\nsame chord along with their Maker. His children\\nvie with one another who shall do the greatest\\nhonor, for it is written, Thou shalt honor thy\\nfather and mother, so that thy days shall be long\\nupon earth. God is good on every occasion in\\nsickness or in health he was not found wanting;\\nhis ministering hand was felt through the darkness\\nand the gloom; his watchwords were a cup of cold\\nwater, given in thy name and shall be counted\\nworthy of thee, besides there were no tide to be\\nturned, because their words were spoken with wis-\\ndom that had not to be recalled. He first sought\\nthe kingdom and its righteous, and then did his\\nduty toward God and man then more than all", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "THE BRANCHING DOURAS. 39\\nthings were added unto him. He rode in the char-\\nriot, but oftener in a wagon along with his devoted\\nwife and children. He knew how to make a dollar\\nand make it honestly. He provided for his house-\\nhold in a way astonishing to behold. Nor did he\\nput up any special pretense to get out of work, and\\nwhen he went for pies and chicken .some small boy\\nwould not have the imprudence to say, Hog don t\\ntake it all. At least he left manners wherever he\\nwent. His usefulness establishes him in the church\\nand Sunday-school. He was a pillar set up in\\nZion, in which he was the light thereof that shown\\nin darkness. Neither do the bums and small boys\\nmake light of him, but when an unruly thing that\\ndon t respect man or the Devil comes in his way,\\nhe gets such a shaking up that the Devil thinks his\\nchances are slim for another roast. x\\\\t no time\\ndoes his interest fag through rain or snow or chill-\\ning storm, nor does he call in the d ms to offset\\nother s compunction; for he will greet you with\\nGod be with you, besides he knows he was a boy\\nhimself. Neither does he disturb the little ones in\\ntheir merriment, but he sends forth these words of\\nwisdom unto the boy and grown men that Solo-\\nmon said when he was a child he did as a child,\\nbut when he became a man he put away childish\\nthings.\\nHis charity is boundless and free; his name is\\nknown in every good work; his wife and children\\nmiss him much when he is away; his return lightens\\nthe shadow and gloom, for are not these the in-", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "40 THE BRANCHING DOURAS.\\nseparable attributes of God. When the propelling\\nhand of nature shall separate the soul from this\\ncarnal bod3^ shall not this soul live on in the minds\\nof his family and many friends that lived around\\nhim. His fire neither goes out by day nor his light\\nby night.\\nEconomy is his watchword; his credit is un-\\nshaken and his integrity a stand-by. He wants\\nnot the sympathy of a frowning world, neither does\\nhe care whether the monkey dances or not. His\\nclaim is on Jesus, where he leans for repose; while\\nthe barnyard fowl knows his ever voice and come\\nat his call, and his neighbors shudder at the thought\\nof losing a jewel so rare. His never-ending motto\\nis To do unto thy neighbors as you would wish\\nthem to do unto you. His is a never-endless\\nwisdom which proceed out of the throne of God.\\nWe come to his home. The ideal home of rest;\\nwhich suits our nature; and nothing more, for such\\na home how blessed. Covered with crops of grow-\\ning grain, which shows a smiling plenty, where\\neven the rabbit knows his confines as well as the\\nwarlike races of Europe knew theirs. Around his\\nyard plays and frolics that noble gray squirrel,\\nknowing not the dangers common to Mr. Good-\\nfor-nothing s farm animals. When he needs two\\nrails instead of one he uses them, which insures\\npeace to the community and credit to his bank ac-\\ncount. His horses represent that noble animal\\nthat astonishes not only his master in the swiftness\\nof his flight, but an admiring world. Not only his", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "The Ideal Home of Rest.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "THE BRANCHING DOURAS. 4I\\nmovement, but at all times controls the destiny of\\nmen, that a nation however powerful would be\\nvanquished and brought low.\\nHowever much has been said in the past of that\\nnoble animal, the horse, the fiery steed of the\\nArabian, and the prancing charger Bucephelous\\nare entirely or quite insignificant to our American\\nhorses. In no other land and age, where can you\\nfind a Sunol or Salvador and others too numerous\\nto mention. No wonder we point with pride to\\nthe races. Who knows but some day he will gain\\nhis lost prestige by outstripping the fastest locomo-\\ntive The wild Bedouin of the desert and various\\ntribes of Asia and Africa know the value of good\\ncattle, but it s reserved for Europe and America to\\nperfect in weight and milk-giving quantities. The\\ncomparison is such that the Mustang pony is insig-\\nnificant beside the great Norman stallion. The\\nhealth and wealth of nations or the strength thereof\\nfor all time to come.\\nWho is it that cannot point with pride to that\\nanimal, the dog What animal has been more\\nwatchful, and what has sounded the approach of\\nenemies more You only have to ask that small\\nboy whether his dog trees coons or rabbits, or\\nwhether that shepherd objects to your coming at\\nthe late hour of nine to see your best girl. Nor\\nwill you point your finger at the great mastiff and\\nsay, There s no one at home to-day. The pride\\nof the midnight hunter and the foe of the invader.\\nThe cat, a natural prowler, finds a warm fireside", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "42 THE BRANCHING DOURAS.\\non a winter s day. There Branching Douras points\\nout a great number and variety to his admiring\\nfriends and relatives. Even the Methodist preacher\\nis surprised to find the barnyard fowl so tame.\\nThe right reverend thinks it is a shame that the\\ngobbler dances and struts around, knowing there\\nis something to eat besides gobblers and roosters.\\nI want to point you to the stern realities of this\\nworld. Branching Douras is to be compared to the\\ngreat banyan tree, but not so lofty or majestic.\\nThere comes a cry on all sides, Will the money\\nshark devour the common people s substance, and\\nleave the world in darkness and slavery.? The\\nwants of the savage are few, in so much that a few\\nTagals say with impunity We want but little here\\nbelow.\\nWe know Uncle Sam is strong. Keep your\\ngoods and chatties, but send your men along. You\\ntalk of taxation, and trusts, and monopolies; you\\npoint with glowing pride at her industries, her man-\\nufactories and mining. Her agricultural products\\nknow no bound, and other nation s hearts are fail-\\ning them with fear. But still the cry goes up on\\nall sides that taxes are higher, money is dearer and\\ncredit is impaired, when every town and city is\\nfairly alive with industries. Probably at no time\\nin history have they known such bounds.\\nHow many flowers are born unseen I don t\\nknow but what ther s fully as many seen. You\\ncommon people that breathe the very life and sun-\\nshine cannot see only with a wicked gleam in your", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "THE BRANCHING DOURAS. 43\\neye. The flowers that are born within our cities\\nyou imagine vain things, as Wouldn t I like to live\\nyonder, surrounded with luxury; when the strug-\\ngling in that home is possibly far greater than in\\nyour own; and, besides, put you in the counting-\\nroom, you would shortly be sent to the insane\\nasylum, or a fit subject for hell. No wonder such\\nlongings are vain. There s a time and place ap-\\npointed to every nation, kindred and tongue. Are\\nyou able to raise these things up, or do you need\\nraising up with a blacksnake yourself Have you\\nno city friends Have you no soul Has your\\nlight gone out If not, it shines in the hidden\\nparts of the earth. Was not Christ a great com-\\nmoner? Did he wish Jerusalem any harm. No, he\\nwept over it saying, Oh, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, etc.\\nMoney is only a circulating medium at best.\\nBut when it comes to the worst, the ten-cent bum\\nis left without credit and cash. What he had\\nhe spent it like a flash. Our lives are a flash\\nat best. But the man that is afraid to use his\\ntalent because he is entrusted with it, needs no\\nmore.\\nThe man that is afraid to spend a dollar, or let\\nsomebody else have it, needs no more. No wonder\\nan Englishman looks, on an American as a hoarder\\nof gold. Imagines with horror at him becoming\\nthe mistress of the sea. Do you wonder at the\\nbank robberies year after year Sudden richesl\\nBring on the hearse Hurry yourself to a pre-\\nmature grave only to satisfy a longing desire, and", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "44 THE BRANCHING DOURAS.\\nthen go where the whang doodle burneth and the\\nviperavertical spitfire of fear.\\nNeedless to say Branching Douras inherits the\\nqualities just mentioned. You see that noble spirit\\nBring on the Hearse!\\nguiding the world, trying to remedy that which is\\nnot good and utterly bearing down the barrier to\\nthat which hinders civilization. He goes to his\\nfield and he makes an honest dollar. He goes to\\nhis merchant and he spends it. He hoards not his\\nmoney, nor does he fear the midnight assassin;\\nsleeping in repose until the dawn of day. Each\\nday brings sunshine to his soul; he finds it well to\\nlive in the land of his fathers; that to live is the\\nspring time of youth and to die is to fall asleep in\\nJesus, and the world goes on still remembered for\\nwhat he has done. That this world was a bubble,\\nthe world has felt it course in his veins, and with\\none accord say, Indeed a prince has fallen in\\nIsrael. His children speak in reverence of him at\\nthe gate.", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "\u00e2\u0096\u00a0The Flowers That Are Born Within Our Cities.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "TILL HE COMES. 45\\nTILL HE COMES,\\nAre not these the flowing attributes of the Sav-\\nior, Branching Douras household sits at thy feet,\\nnor is it any written injunction that has gone forth.\\nBut honor thy father and thy mother. Don t have\\nto be spoken of in the singular, but always in the\\nplural. The rod has been the ruling power of all\\nages, but the day has come that moral suasion can\\ndo more in a day than a club can do in a month. A\\nrod is now applied only to cats and dogs, and that\\nonly at night. So the fearful weapon of the past\\nhas become a dead branch thereof that is more\\nHas Become a Dead Branch.\\noften used by the natural child to thrash out bum-\\nble bees, and yellow jackets, than it is used to\\nthrash the natural child with no sting and bite.\\nHowever, there is occasionally an innocent\\ncreature born into Branching Douras household,\\nbut it s days are numbered; possibly a day don t\\npass before whatever it is has become the masculine", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "46 TILL HE COMES.\\nor feminine singular, of the power, that be. Al-\\nways rather singular, more of a night than of a\\nday, inheriting the temper and eating qualities of\\nboth sides of the family. The wonder is in one of\\nthose fits of colic that happens soon after its advent\\nthat it is not given out in the ad of the newspaper,\\nthat between the sum of six and a half-dozen were\\nborn to the credit of Mr. and Mrs. Douras.\\nParents of moderate circumstances and a few\\nold clothes would not be an objection, nice wajm\\nmilk a necessity.\\nThe tares grew up into both households. Good-\\nfor-nothing lives over across the way. He has a\\nplace already prepared for Douras which his Father\\nin Heaven has not, nor will he suffer Douras to in-\\nherit eternal life until he has raised all kinds of\\nhell. But the one most longed for is to have a\\nunion of the two household then he will have two\\nfiddles to play upon instead of one. So racking\\nboys you can t do like me. Eternally an object of\\ncharity 4:hat perpetually inhabits Douras household.\\nThat he has permitted to live because his fears are\\ngreater than the repose which come to a man that\\nstands in his lot at the end of the day.\\nDouras flowers are as enchanting as nature is\\nsublime. Carnations line his way, the hibiscus in\\nall its glory indica-sela. Pure begonias and achillas\\nconstant blooming in the cemetery wild. Nor can\\nyou count the thorny cactus to be an accursed\\nchild. Where the midnight storm-cloud rises in\\nthe morning, and the red dragon holds its sway;", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "TILL HE COMES. 47\\npre-eminently beautiful geraniums, lined along the\\nway. The fragrant rosemary palms in the breeze\\ndoth flow, the hardy climbers grow weary each\\nyear, stronger grow. In his house a hydrangea,\\npeonas and ever blooming rose, magnificent hard\\nroses in his garden grow. But still there s room\\nfor Branching Douras. His God has room you\\nknow.\\nOf all that is in heaven and earth Douras four-\\nfooted animals takes the day. In the morning he\\ncalls on his Gods to get up, and what he has not got\\nfor them to eat the Gods only know, and what he\\nhas isn t worth the knowing, and through the day\\nattend they are uttermost in his heart, his friend\\nthat plays thunder with mortgages, enhancing them\\nin value to about ten per cent, on every dollar,\\nevery three months in the year, always going down\\nin value at the time he is ready to sell, and that is\\nwhy he always plays hell. At night dreaming\\nworst with his eyes open he now sees that Jordan\\nis a hard road to travel and it is a hard matter to\\nkeep his soul from going to the devil. His houses\\nand land do not make a fool of him, neither does\\nhe inhabit the kitchen or disturb the Dominecker\\nhen. For he don t consider his head is worth the\\npecking and his eyes deceive him not. His claim\\nis that on Jesus he reposes his many trials and dis-\\nasters to that most noble wife, and reaps the re-\\nward of consolation that strengthen him on earth\\n(or heaven. Neither does he vex her weary soul\\nby laying awake at night telling what this tom-cat", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "48 TILL HE COMES.\\nhas done and what the other hasn t, and what dog\\nhas a bone and what dog went unfed. And finally\\nwakes up the devil and his angels by calling upon\\nhis grandmother to witness how a Johnnie cake\\nwas baked. That fleas inhabit dogs and women,\\nand roaches milk pitchers, and other things too\\nnumerous to mention. He sleeps the sleep of the\\nfaithful that does not deal in the inanimate objects\\nof this world. Branching Douras as a politician\\nhas become famous now-a-days after having lived\\nhis allotted days out on earth, imagines he ought\\nto be able to fill the office of coroner and perhaps\\nfeed the numerous bums and crooks that infest the\\nbrick house located on the public square. But this\\nisn t all, you find them in the hall of the legislature\\ndealing out how this was done, and reaping the re-\\nward ol the people s consternation the next time\\nhe wants to run for ofifice.\\nAs a doctor he finds practice luminous. As to\\npaying, few and far between. He lacks one talent\\nthat he is utterly devoid of and that is this: He\\nshould advertise for sale this sick man s estate or\\nthat woman s fine fashionable clothes. Meet me at\\na certain hour on a certain day in the town of B.\\nSo come with your pocketbook or pay your preacher\\nfor your funeral. This would save endless trouble\\nand litigation after he is dead. But when he be-\\ncomes a merchant money absconds to the realm of\\nthe unknown, and what is known or ever was known\\nturns up in the shape of store accounts to say noth-\\ning of the numerous articles that have gone out of", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "TILL HE COMES. 49\\nfashion ten years before he invoiced them for him-\\nself. He generally finds some man with a few\\nloose dollars that wants to get rich in a very short\\ntime, and will pull down that sign and put up others\\nthat read like this: New firm started. High-\\nest prices paid on produce. Bring on the Domi-\\nnecker hens at six cents a pound, and leave them\\ninfernal old roosters at home. We would gladly\\nAnd Leave Them Infernal Old Roosters at Home.\\nlike for you to drop in to see our new stock resur-\\nrected from last year and the years following.\\nA big consignment going at unheard of prices.\\nSugar twenty pounds to the dollar and tomorrow\\nsomething less. I have gone far enough to illus-\\ntrate some of the ordeals a merchant has to go\\nthrough with. When he wants to become a preacher\\nhe is good enough anyhow, but the bad points will\\nbob up and perhaps he might have had a better rep-\\nutation playing keeps and pins to say nothing of", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "50\\nTILL HE COMES.\\nflaxing this small boy or getting the peth beat out\\nof him by the fellow that didn t look like him.\\nMoreover the teacher don t give him the reputation\\nof being the bad boy of the school. His parents\\nDealing in White and Colored Individuals.\\nsends the goats to school and keeps him at home.\\nBy so doing he grows up an honest industrious citi-\\nzen. While the goats regulate and fill what he\\nought to have. As a lawyer he deals out unlawful", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "TILL HE COMES. 5 I\\npresumptions mixed along with fines utterly abhor-\\ning Good-for-nothing s taste and enhancing the\\nvalue of his fees about five hundred per cent, on\\nthe dollar, thereby enabling him to live by himself\\nand as his practice grows live with a woman.\\nTo see Branching Douras in all his glory is to\\nsee him climbing the ladder of fame. You will see\\nthrough the numerous newspapers afloat in our\\nland where this fellow payed the fiddler, and where\\nthe other fellow got left paying him also. Dealing\\nin white and colored individuals while his money\\ngoes up they go down, besides all that head of late\\nhas grown to the size of a washing tub, while on his\\nback is adorned advertisements of the leading men\\nfrom Noah on down, and this is not all, you might\\nimagine that he has the U. S. mints in that enor-\\nmous trouser pocket, and the bonds of the United\\nStates in the other. To his coat sleeve is pinned\\nthis inscription: Real and unreal estate mort-\\ngages Kansas and Nebraska going to the highest\\nbidder, Pacific preferred going at two-fifty to the\\ndollar, that Buzzard bay is a long way to travel to\\nsay nothing of the insurance he holds on his life\\nforever and ever. Let him become governor\\nor president or some other loud calling, the\\nfear of the opposite party be realized and the\\nheyday dreams of prosperity will diminish. Those\\nmen with the big head will grow so fat that he has\\nbecome as second class matter, and four more years\\nto see it disappear forever, and set himself up as a\\nmote hunter for some company or corporation and", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "52 TILL HE COMES.\\ngo down in history as one of those individuals that\\nwanted more of the sorrow of this world than were\\nto be found.\\nWhat is more beautiful than the indica-zela\\nflourishing in our flower pits long after the ground\\nhas become brown and bare A striking resemb-\\nlance might be found in many beautiful homes\\nthrough this land and country in the shape and\\nsymmetry rivaling the Goddess of Venus that fell\\nfrom the heavens. What can an Apollo dream of\\nthat will out-rival the beautiful azelas of the nine-\\nteenth century jnst budding into womanhood, the\\npride of our home a star that will shine for many\\ndays to come among hills and valleys, echo and\\nre-echo with that delightful merry maiden that will\\nbecome the joy of rustic youth for all time to come.\\nWho would dare to tread on the affection of\\nBeautiful Azela Nothing but the small boy that\\nknows no better. That seek retreat in the tops of\\ndog wood, black jack sapling none to quick to save\\na skinned head. Who is not guilty of that impru-\\ndence that small boy inherits. At no particular\\ntime is he satisfied in knowing, but the telling does\\nhis heart good. The more string she carries to her\\nbow the less unwise he is about publishing it. The\\nugliest old crone is sure to be one of her admirers\\nand among her best chances for matrimony. Also\\npresenting at time when she calls for someone else,\\nbut who are you anyhow An Azela today, Mrs.\\nDouras tomorrow. A joy of a lifetime.\\nThere s still a role to play in the shape of a", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "TILL HE COMES. 53\\ngreat roomy parlor, where fox and ^eese is played.\\nFinally the geese are devoured one by one. That\\nleaves the world to darkness and to me, and the\\ntwilight maiden to the repose of that artful craft\\nthat tame the bashful artifice, a credit so undeserv-\\ning that the insensible object has become an\\nobject of charity in the arms of one that knows no\\nbound. Who would think she would forget this\\nperfect bliss only to make others think the time had\\nnot come to carry on the war for an appointed time\\nand where between twilight and dawn, when there s\\nno objection sta}^ until morn. But always object\\nto stay longer where the roll is called to get up\\nyonder.\\nLet this room have an organ. Then will the\\ngruesome music roll out in the night and be heard\\njust over the fence in the old man s watermelon\\npatch by those young denizens that know no\\nbound only when there s an organ around. Then\\nhe thinks he will steal a march on Old Father Time\\nby devoting the remainder of the night to Kiss me\\nnow, and T wish that girl were mine on his side\\nof the subject, and Higher up the cherry tree, on\\nhers. Then will the winds of adversity howl, when\\nthe old man and woman have become the music of\\nthe hour by crying bedtime. There s sure to be\\nmore melons plugged to partly satisfy natural curi-\\nosity and more for spite.\\nIn this way melons are destroyed year after year\\nby the hands of some known and unknown assassin.\\nThe artful artificer knows where the sun sets", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "54\\nTILL HE COMES.\\nmost beautifully. It is also left for the beautiful\\nazelas to know thy coming whether that be noon or\\nnight, or whether the old man will have a hot re-\\nThe Old Man Will Have a Hot Reception Awaiting.\\nception awaiting. He is not unaware her sympa-\\nthies are not cast down by her unnatural father s\\nugly disposition. So cupid plays hide and seek\\nwhile the young man hides out and the old man is\\ngoing around seeking whom he may devour. But\\nseeking the lost and kindly entreating have been\\nsung in the past but will not suffice for the future\\nthe time is come. Refrain, oh refrain That a\\nmidnight march will not be undesirable, then will\\nthe beautiful Azela become with great propriety the\\nartesan of the past.", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "55\\nTHE PLACE.\\nShall the pathes our father craved,\\nBe at last our brother s grave;\\nShall the careworn battle line\\nBe drawn afar off in that tropical clime.\\nWill the dawn or eve appear\\nWill such darkness be feared\\nWhy did thou know the day wherein thy peace\\nWould be unto the nations as a feast\\nSee how they gloat and boast their fame\\nHave we not victory over freedom s name,\\nShall we not call the world our own,\\nAnd there proud liberties disenthrone\\nWherein thy peace is stayed\\nFrom the cradle to the grave.\\nMARRIED.\\nMarrying makes a man hump it,\\nAnd quit blowing his trumpet\\nA man of sorrow it makes you till you die.\\nIt s more than a blessing\\nThat we find him a resting\\nTo quit work he needn t try.\\nDo this, be clever, and that now or never;\\nDo not make a face so awful wry;\\nBound in ties that cannot be severed,\\nTakes him whooping up forever.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "56\\nTo get a passport he need not try;\\nHe has a bill of Ems,\\nSarah Jane and Little Jims\\nMore than that in a very short time\\nAnd now he is in the swim\\nWith his other poor kin\\nHis mother-in-law thus finds for him an easier\\ntime.\\nEARTH S GREAT DIVIDE.\\nHow many untimely sunsets here.^\\nHow many weried visions of the past.^*\\nThe same sunset everywhere\\nWill so long as time may last.\\nOh lavish hand of bounty would it seem\\nHave we been counted worthy.\\nOr was it only a dream.\\nOf midnight toil, or reckless despair.\\nOr have we pleased the Lord\\nOf intervening care.\\nFor the same God looks down upon us all;\\nEarthly dominion rise!\\nDemands us at his call\\nTo pass Earth s Great Divide.\\nTAKEN FROM A DREAM\\nWas not made to live but to die-\\nSuch beauty never was seen\\nBy the natural eye.", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "57\\nWhy should this tlower,\\nOf so few summers ago,\\nBe withered on the bower\\nThe gods only know.\\nIs it right to mourn, or dialect her name;\\nSuch beauty was to be shorne.\\nDirect offspring of the same.\\nNature opposed thee,\\nMost noble vision of the night;\\nDeath, infamous, made the free;\\nSweet memory has taken its flight.\\nDark is the world without,\\nFor all the gods shall mourn;\\nFor who shall care for those fla.xen curls,\\nSo rarely shorn.\\nThe cardinal vision of the time\\nIn which we have to move;\\nImagery of the past, but so sublime,\\nOld Nature here shall prove.\\nA DEMAND.\\nNow, haven t I got you.\\nFor I have another test;\\nI have lived a bachelor, it s been true,\\nBut you may sing the rest.\\nOr bake it for yourself\\nYou may eat the bachelor\\nWhen there s nothing left.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "58\\nI am particularly fond\\nOf dried apples stewed\\nThe truth of the business is,\\nI m more than fond of you.\\nSo please now and don t be bold\\nA cold shoulder throw;\\nYou know where I live at now,\\nFor it s nothing old.\\nNow, may I demand.\\nYour loving heart and little hand.\\nMay you answer me\\nWhether this is true,\\nAnd if you don t, I m done with you.\\nWHAT SHE IS.\\nShe s a floater and a voter,\\nA westerner that pays;\\nShe s that crack marksman\\nThat hits at every blaze.\\nShe s a pooler and a fooler,\\nOne that drinks gin;\\nShe admires the ice-cream cooler,\\nAlso the men.\\nShe s a huckster and a cluxter.\\nFor she has many whims;\\nAlways darnation clever,\\nIs why she s in the swim.", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "59\\nShe s a hater and a bleater,\\nAnd knows how to begin;\\nAlways hates the women\\nAnd loves the men.\\nHER TICKET.\\nShe said she dearly loved him,\\nAlthough his head was bald;\\nShe said she married him for love,\\nBut that wasn t all.\\nHe was as peart as a cricket.\\nBut as gray as a rat;\\nMoney was her ticket\\nWhat do you think of that.\\nBut alas She got a Scotchman,\\nWhose only fake was rum;\\nAt night she staid by herself,\\nIn the morning home he d come.\\nHe was a dude without guessing.\\nThat would break a looking glass;\\nOne that had special objections\\nTo her using his cash.\\nGOOD LOOKING.\\nThere s never a back so broad.\\nOr eyes so dim,\\nThat somebody would say,\\nIt was good looking.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "There s never a head so white.\\nOr beard so gray\\nEnough of money,\\nWould take it away.\\nThere s a man without wit\\nThat takes the day;\\nA man without feet\\nThat walks any way.\\nThere s a man with a hooked nose,\\nHis life is unsettled and full of woes.\\nI\\nMUCH TOO SMALL.\\nYour maiden name is much too small\\nI tell you what I ll do\\nI ll be obliged then,\\nTo marry you.\\nI m much of a cobbler,\\nAs the name goes;\\nA pretty peart gobbler,\\nGobble when I choose.\\nAnd if you think I amount to much.\\nAnd have sense enough to marry,\\nThen back your judgment on such\\nI m fast on getting married.\\nJust set the day then,\\nWhen the thing will be done right;\\nThe place where or when,\\nAnd then we ll be in the fight.", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "6i\\nBe sure then,\\nIt there s no objections\\nName the time, where and when,\\nAnd we will have a reckoning.\\nThe proudest day of my life\\nWhen will the woman come,\\nWhen we ll be pronounced man and wife-\\nDon t you think that will be soon.\\nBe aware, Miss,\\nBefore this life is done\\nFor I m the man to do all I can\\nJust say now, I m the one.\\nIs it for clothes that I have not.\\nThat you have almost forgotten;\\nI ll go and cast in my lot,\\nAnd buy another cotton.\\nThen will I let you bang your hair-\\nOnly turn me loose\\nMakes no difference what you wear.\\nBut don t be a goose.\\nI beg your pardon. Little Miss,\\nFor I m getting weary;\\nI would like for you to think of this,\\nFor I m getting in a hurry.\\nONLY CHANCE\\nIts Rard to be alone.\\nAnd bear all the blame;\\nFor every dog there s a bone\\nBut finding out where its laying.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "62\\nSo please find me an easy case,\\nWhere my heart can flutter;\\nWhere I can stammer face to face\\nIn every word I mutter.\\nGo with me through the garden,\\nAnd hear the bugs I have to tell you\\nGive me your hand while you can,\\nThis is the only chance to hear me.\\nWHERE BEAUTY DWELLS.\\nOf all there is in life,\\nIs a mother;\\nThen comes your loving wife,\\nIn sorrow or in sadness.\\nShe bids you do well;\\nIts only through kindness,\\nShe speaks of you well.\\nBe hopeful and trusting.\\nThe Gods will adore;\\nTo share in the joy of life evermore.\\nHer s is all sympathy.\\nOblivion keep;\\nIts more than honor,\\nTo dwell at thy feet.\\nMoreover an angel,\\nAssuredly dwells.\\nThy name is called legion,\\nWhere beauty dwells.", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "63\\nMANY TIMES MARRIED.\\nSo much fills the grave so deep,\\nIn no way to be spared;\\nSo much for being such a piece,\\nTo such grave things be married.\\nSuch kindness comes to us unborn,\\nAnd gives us all away;\\nIts left for us to acknowledge the corn,\\nA hireHng wants his pay.\\nWhy should we intrude on Old Father Time,\\nWith this load we have to carry;\\nAnd be an angel so sublime,\\nAnd many times get married.\\nTHE LIGHT AHEAD.\\nBehold the light ahead.\\nThere s nothing for to dread;\\nNo dreadful calamity dire,\\nShe is belching forth the sparks of fire.\\nIn the night that is so dark,\\nAnd her throttle playing some melodious ire.\\nIn the land of midnight dreams,\\nThat grateful monster rides;\\nShe is leaving many dreary miles between.\\nMore obedient than a child.\\nWould such a monster smile,\\nWhen in the break of the morning light is seen.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "64\\nThere s a stop just ahead,\\nNear the watershed.\\nWhere the living waters flow,\\nSo quaff his every thirst.\\nYou know what now comes first.\\nBefore my burden can be towed;\\nYou know my locks were jet,\\nYou see me pulling yet.\\nI will make the rankin metal ring.\\nThere s plenty of stops on the road;\\nWhere I dump my heavy load.\\nSo turn her loose and let her ring-.\\nYOUNG MAN S WOES.\\nA lover sits by a lover,\\nSays kindly, Will yon be my friend,\\nToday we talk it over,\\nThere will have to be some amends.\\nDo not call me friend any longer,\\nFor attend such friendship of yours;\\nEach day my love grows stronger,\\nYour dallying will fill up my woes.\\nLove have you forgotten our station.\\nAnd life is only a dream;\\nAre you seeking your own damnation,\\nAs the like of it so seems.", "height": "3273", "width": "2008", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "65\\nKNOWS now TO EAT.\\nUgly holds her own,\\nWhile beauty heaves a sigh;\\nAn ugly old drone,\\nWorks better in a hive.\\nAs consistant as cheese.\\nAnd not so hard to please;\\nWith a house of her own,\\nWhere beauty has flown.\\nHer home is in the kitchen.\\nAnd not in the hall;\\nKnows how to cook a chicken.\\nAnd that is all.\\nKnows how to bake bread,\\nHow to fry meat;\\nAnd that isn t all.\\nShe knows how to eat.\\nONLY A CENTURY AGO.\\nOh what has become,\\nOf the nineteenth century man;\\nHis time being short,\\nIs told by the brand.\\nYour ways are past telling,\\nFrom darkness till dawn;\\nFrom silent forebodings.\\nOh where have you gone.", "height": "3263", "width": "2024", "jp2-path": "downondevilscree00whit_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "66\\nHe has come at your bidding.\\nHe is going away;\\nWhat was a century ago,\\nJust for today.\\nA startled 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