. Book of the Royal blue . L tah and THE AMERICAN PRESS HUMORISTS. what ,1 wonder Great Salt Lake is. Afresh joke couldnt live in that atmospherefive minutes and we carefully refrainedfrom using anything of recent a Humorist to waste his raw night we were dined at the Alta club,prettier than any club house yet, and wesighed as we thought that the end of ourpresent joys was so near. But it had to come—what do goodthings have any end for?—and next daywe were on our way workward. Some ofus had been lost in Los Angeles among friends, and some took another route fromSalt L
. Book of the Royal blue . L tah and THE AMERICAN PRESS HUMORISTS. what ,1 wonder Great Salt Lake is. Afresh joke couldnt live in that atmospherefive minutes and we carefully refrainedfrom using anything of recent a Humorist to waste his raw night we were dined at the Alta club,prettier than any club house yet, and wesighed as we thought that the end of ourpresent joys was so near. But it had to come—what do goodthings have any end for?—and next daywe were on our way workward. Some ofus had been lost in Los Angeles among friends, and some took another route fromSalt Lake, but our little remnant bravelyfaced the East and labor and hiked hope-fully back to toil. Ten minutes after the train reachedChicago we were scattered to the fourwinds and never on earth will be togetheragain. This is no joke. Maybe after-while we shall meet over yonder where allis fair and good things never end, and Illbet an orange that our greeting will be: Well, now, say, doesnt this remind youof Los Angeles?. HURRYMANS RIDE. Ip from the South, at break of sounded the fientle. trembling brayOf a Gabriel-honi, uc- knewThat Hurrymans mcitnr-c-ir was due,A moment later, a bluish through tht- \illa:;.-, the creek-Straight to the en-st „f t\u- lull, and thenOver it went, and w,i- , the vill;i;;trs said that day,Hell get whats coming to him, we pray! But Hurryman, hurtling oer the no attention to what others like,Uoaming the roadways, reckless and does he care for you or for me ?Yet Kate still wields a straight right limbAnd man does get what is coming to him !Thats why, while driving his wild suddenly ran out of gasoline ! To a stop he came, ir. a lonely engines cold, but his journals gear intact, his tires unbust,Hut his gasoline reservoir dry as ! On a beautiful motoring gasoline twenty miles away ! Ior a while he sat with head bowed lo
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