Just w’hen a lot of Georgians had “accepted
the inevitable.” and had adopted chocolate
and milk as the beverage to succeed “plain
beer,” comes the rise in the price of chocolate
and milk—and what's a man to do, anyway?
A man ice like
’ Is Peter Runyons;
v never goes out,
When he's eaten onions.
Whenever one reads of a sailor being
drowned, because he couldn’t swim, it sur
prises one just as much as it does to read of
a railway trainman being run over by his
own car.
Oh, all ye that are kicking about your
meat bills, read this: “Americans consume
172 pounds of meat, per capita, per year;”
and if you haven’t been getting yours, just
show these figures to the landlady.
The blowing up of another DuPont pow’der
plant and the killing of fourteen workmen
seems to be a mystery to the owners; perhaps
a deportation of a few pro-Germans might
lessen these occurrences.
The Baltimore Sun asks “Why are auto
mobile races?” And after reading the de
tails of the last one, in New York, whereby
two men were killed, the answer W’ould seem
to be “Because it’s good business for the
undertakers.”
Instead of trying to shuffle off this earth
by the carbolic acid and other poison routes,
those weary ones should take passage on any
of the racing automobiles that “bust up” at
least once, in those popular automobile races
that New York seems fond of.
