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Library of Congress1905

Image 6 of St. Tammany farmer (Covington, La.), July 15, 1905

IL eculiarPForeign Ways Oosh all fshhdiE but they hey fun ny Ways o doin business over tew Ber lin Where me and Mirandy hez just been said Zeke to his next neighbor T11jme about it Zeke a They hev what they calls neighbor hood kitchens where all the food for the people in a whole block is cooked That wouldnt do in this here coun try Zeke With all our wimmin in pol itics them kitchens would turn into daily ward caucuses and everythin would spileCincinnati Commiltial Tribune Embarrassing De ChappleIf theres any one nui lance I hate more than another its a fellow who is always going around Introducing people Theres Good heart for instance Bouttown Whats he been doing De ChappieThe idiot The other lay he introduced me to a man I owed money to and Id been owing it so long hed forgotten all about me Now Ill have to pay up or be suedTitBlts THE WATCHFUL WIFE 0tion 47 BNIQI Willo n t blaze B nooseler O a oury d o sel Chicago Sun Ahe asn Yesg ef LNow soonm iersThi cook book upe Lady CustomerIt has nopictures oo Thse ner ourse not One seldf dom

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Library of Congress1898

Image 1 of St. Tammany farmer (Covington, La.), March 26, 1898

The Blessings of Covemment Like the Dew from Heaven Should Descend Alike Upon the Rich and the Poor W G KENTZEL Editor COVINGTON ST TAMMANY PARISH LA SATURDAY MARCH 26 1898 VOL XXIIINO ALWAYS SOME ONE BELOW On the lowest round of the ladder I firmly planted my feet And looked up in the dim vast distance That made my future so sweet I climbed till my vision grew welay I climbed till my brain was on fire I planted each footstep with wisdom Yet I never seemed to get higher For this round was glazed with indiffer ence And that one was glazed with scorn And when I grasped firmly another I found under velvet a thorn Till my brain grew weary of planning And my heart strength began to fall And the flush of the mornings excitement Ere evening commenced to pale But Just as my hands were unclasping Their bold on the lastgained ground When my hopes coming back from the fu ture Were sinking again in the ground One who had climbed near the summit Reached backward a helping hand And refreshed encouraged and strength ened I took once again my stand And I wishoh I

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