Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . ed sort of a guy. And, while hecouldnt poke out four-base wallops in the food game likethe old master, he batted over three hundred, and was thehandiest clean-up hitter in the old freelunch league. Karlhad more dignity than a crown prince in throwin out hischest and twirlin his fierce mustash, and when he put thebur-r-rs on that name of hisn—Kar-r-rl Kue-e ehl!—say,boy! youd think he was crankin a ford. Henry Struck and Waldo Becker were great admirersof that pair of bimbos, the old gang sayin that Henry andWaldo sported considerabl
Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . ed sort of a guy. And, while hecouldnt poke out four-base wallops in the food game likethe old master, he batted over three hundred, and was thehandiest clean-up hitter in the old freelunch league. Karlhad more dignity than a crown prince in throwin out hischest and twirlin his fierce mustash, and when he put thebur-r-rs on that name of hisn—Kar-r-rl Kue-e ehl!—say,boy! youd think he was crankin a ford. Henry Struck and Waldo Becker were great admirersof that pair of bimbos, the old gang sayin that Henry andWaldo sported considerable tapeworms theirselfs. Nowdays you hear some roundheads braggin abouthow a coupla polandchina propositions around Eagles hallkin knock off a dozen hardboiled eggs, a loafa pumpernickel,and a coupla quarts of homebrew for afternoon lunch, on theway home to supper. Huh! Thatd only make an old Turner hall rounderlaugh, and hed start right in to tellya about the good olddays when Traugott and Karl usta drop a dozen hardboiled 135 THEM WAS THE GOOD OLD DAYS. Dutch Treat Days at Old Turner a Dick Sinitli. 136 THEM WAS THE GOOD OLD DAYS plymouthrock eggs in their silos before breakfast, when theywas feelin kinda dumpy, instead of usin Doctor P. WalterConnaughtons little pink liver pills—one dollar a box, orsix boxes for five. On warm summer evenins the old Turner hall gangwould move chairs out on the sidewalk, light their long-stemmed meerschaums, and park their carpet slippers onthe iron rail that the farmers usta tie their bosses to. Thentheyd brag about the good old times they had over in theFatherland, and theyd order their evenin stein while theylistened to the work of the maennerchor, liederkranz, andgesangverein rehearsin upstairs in the dinin-room for thebig doins of the Sylvester, harmonie, and turner maskenballthat was to be pulled off the next winter. It was dutchtreat for all hands and the cook, sport. Nocallin Sholly to set em up to the house and see
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