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fye Coconino Sun.
FLAGSTAFF, .MARCH 12, 18!)8.
GOODEST OLD DOCTOR.
Tears like they're irtttln restless, as Jar as you
The boys who followed Sherman the boys who
fouKht with Lee;
It may be I inlsjodge 'cm, ylt somehow left and
They're whisperln' together like theyr'e ready
Sorter irltttn" restless although the ol' Hair
An' ripples In the sunshlno over so many
Hut you see we're all one jieople, an' heed our
An" when they strike one section they Interfere
WHEN HONESTY IS BEST.
"Honesty's the best policy!"
How true this Is how true
Other men's treatment of you!
THAT MOST AGREEABLE MAN.
He was a most agreeable man:
If anybody had a plan.
He'd say, "I'll help you all I can."
He'd promise this, he'd promise thnt.
Nor was he talking through his hat;
He really meant It, plain and flat.
No matter what a fellow's scheme.
This most agreeable man would seeni
To think It Just creme do la cream.
No erson seemed to be afraid. '
The high or low, the cay or staid. r . .
All ran to him to seek his aid;
And all his praises loud did sing, ' "
His name was fairly on the wlnir f
And yet he never did a thing! , M
The people wondered thut he could j . u.
I'lnd time for so much that was good--His
plan they never understood.
Hut since he undertook so much - ' "
Hei ame a sort of human crutch
All marveled at his wondrous touch.
nd when he came to die, his plan -
Jlad worked as only best schemes can.
His neighbors mourned "a useful man." '
The goodest old doctor came when we were
Is, dolly was sick, and me.
When I run out my tongue ho said, very quick.
"You'll need lemonade, that I can see."
And he sounded like fairies I've heard In my
When he said: "Don't forget to take chocolate
"Your pulse beats so fast that fresh caramels I
Shall prescribe, also peppermint drops.
Take buttercups, Ice. cream and cocoanut pie,
And cream soda, until the pain stops."
Then I ran out my tongue for my dolly. Said
"Olve her some of the same: the samesymp-
tome I we."
Well, the dolly, you know, was sick only In play;
And she really can't talk, drink or eat,
Hut 1 took cnouirh medicine for dolly that day
And for mc, too pie cakes, candles sweet.
I was doctored for both, and the queerest thing
Is that dolly Is well, but her mamma Is 111!
-San Francisco Call.
THE LITTLE STREETS.
"To-morrow I'll do It," says Dennle;
"I will, by and by," says Seth;
"Not now pretty soon," says Jennie:
"In a minute," says little Ileth.
Oh, dear little people, remember
That, true as the stars In the sky.
The little streets of to-morrow,
l'retty-soon and by-and-by,
Lead one and nil.
As straight, they say.
As the King's Highway.
To the city of Not-At-All.
Annie Hamilton Donnel.
Too much or too little wit
Do only render the owner lit
Kor nothing, but to lie undone
Much easier than If they'd none.