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Ten spears he swept within his
grasp;
"Make way for liberty!" he cried,
Their keen points crossed from
side to side;
He bowed"amidst them like a tree,
And thus made way for liberty.
Through the breach he had
made the Swiss soldiers, poured;
the tyrant's troops were utterly
routed; Switzerland gained her
freedom as Arnold Winkelreid
"Made way for liberty and
died."
' JACOB'S CLOTHES WERE
- Jacoh Saltzman, 19 years old,
of 1349 .West Twelfth street, is
r now eligible for membership in
the society of prize boobs.
v Jacob is a 'special delivery boy,
and last night he was special de
livering 'way out on Elston ave-
nue.
- Suddenly, in front of him, he
'f saw what he took for a small
1 black dog. Why Jacob should
t have taken it for a dog is one of
; life's little mysteries.
ji; "Nice doggie!" said Jacob, ap-
- proaching the animal. "Nice.dogr
gie! Come to Jake!"
Y "Nice doggie" did not come to
Jake. It started off rapidly in
the exact opposite direction, and
had Jacob been a wise, youth he
would have said a few words of,
thanks, and gone on special de-j
liverying.
But Jacob is'noLa.wiseyouth,,
and so he pursued "nice doggie."
Twice during the pursuit, "nice1
doggie" elevated his hiridwafd
. portion, and went through sev
jitt. eral complicated motions.
iittie recKea jacoD, noweven
Jacob wabdund and determined
tccapture tha$'rnice doggie," and
he did capture if
Having captured It," he strained
it lovingly to hjs breast, and sim
ultaneously "nice doggie" strain-
BURNED IMMEDIATELY
ed himself lovingly all over Jacob,
When Jacob tried to get on a
car for home, he was met by an
indignant conductor.
"Get away from here," said the
conductor. "You can't get on this
car. Go find a lake somewhere
and drown yourself."
"But Fve got to get home'
said Jacob, plaintively.
"Well, you ain't gonna get
home on my car, said the con
ductor, "and that settles it. I've
got a wife and family, and I've
got to thfnk of them."
Jacob turned away sadly, and
when the next car came along, he
used strategy. He slipped on the
car while the conductor was fix
ing the switch.
When the conductor got back
on the car, he bore down on
Jacob at full speed.
"Whaddya mean by this?" he
demanded. "Got offa my car."
"Won't," said Jacob, "I've got
ta get home'
"Whaddya got against your4
home?" demanded the conductor.
"NothinV said Jacob, "an' it
ain't my fault."
"I don't care whose faujt it is,"
said the conductor. "If you don't
get off this car, I'll have the mo
torman come and beat you up
with the controller. The motor-
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