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The Chap-book; semi-monthly (1894) (14759139686)


The Chap-book; semi-monthly (1894) (14759139686)



Identifier: chapbooksemimont05chic (find matches)
Title: The Chap-book; semi-monthly
Year: 1894 (1890s)
Publisher: Chicago : Stone and Kimball
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
Digitizing Sponsor: CARLI: Consortium of Academic and Research Libraries in Illinois

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OX Oh, have you heard of that curious land.The land of the Clucking Ox?Its customs are hard to understand.To judge from Curlylocks. In a dream she went there, and when she woke(And Curlylocks was May! )I could but judge, from the way she spoke.She was glad to get av/ay. She stood in a barnyard, so she says. As the creatures all drew near. And she wondered a bit at their bashful ways.Till—she suddenly felt quite queer. For, how it happened nobody knows— Right there in the noonday sun, *I found, says May, **Id fordot my clos.An* I staid, tause I touldnU run! * W/^)) ^ .w .<« fl Then from their little weeping guest They fromturned their blinking eyes^ And one and all they thus expressedTheir mild, polite surprise: The dog said ** cock-a-doodle-doo! *The rabbit said bow wow,The pussy-cat said *to-whit, to-whoo!*And the portly pig said **miaw! **Cluck-cluck, cluck-cluck! in censure calledThe ox of russet-red,** Baa-baa! the green old peacock squalled,*Quack! quack! the donke) said.
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404 JES JONES JES JONES. HE owed his name to Doctor Hubbs.Hubbs — spelled Hobbs, and pronounced ac-cordingly in the English of the world, but alwaysHubbs in the island vernacular — was a jovial member ofthat school of quacks, happily extinct, who practicedmedicine by the grace of God. A generous lot theywere, prescribing doses by the quart, and from an honestpharmacy of stinks and tastes that would be fortune in afertilizer. Hubbs always warranted a cure, the aforesaid warrantyof recovery often running over date of patients death.But he was never disconcerted even when he visited thosea day or more under ground. *• Poor thing! he wouldexclaim, *was doing famously. But there! no doctorcan always beat the devil. Sickness was a wile of the evil one, Hubbs thought —perhaps it is — and his conflict with it always tremendous,witness the quart bottles. If the sick sometimes imaginedhis big botdes real devil in the case, and cried out, as Ihave heard, that the green and black things





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