“He might, but would he?” is reject from all Japanese Boys present.
Mr. Editor, already lull of Great White Peace are settling over Washington. Hon. Roosevelt find himself with nothing to say and Hon. Taft are saying it to satisfaction of Republican Party. All is quiet along the Patomack to-night except now and then a stray rebate is shot, as it runs toward the Court of Appeals, by a rifleman hid behind the Treasury Building. The world are being run from Oyster Bay, and everybody are so happy & contented, thank you, that Hon. Newspapers is reviewing the Thaw case because they ain’t got nothing disagreeable to talk about. The Greatest Man in America set among sagamores & gaze with eyebrows to shore of beautiful Connecticut
Where every prospect pleases
And only politicks is rotten.
“All work & no play make Kermit a dull boy,” he-say for deelight. “I are considerable darn tired of bearing America on my neck. I fain for to recreate. I fain to get something free & easy like frollicking from velt to kop at dewey eve snagging lightly in my teeth the following trophies of the chase:
1 gentleman elephant consisting of 6 tons & tusks.
2 Royal Bangor tigers of cross disposition.
8 ooks & a hawbuck resembling a feather boa.
21 wild Boers.
3 ground squirrils.