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Short y Lepple: "Hey, Toney, how do you do it!
Toney Lubeni "Do what!1'
Shorty jueppleiVMOet your geet thru a pair of.O.I, Breeches without
a shoe horn*"
IHOSE DIJTY/OLD COAL SaCKS
How clear to my mind are the scenes of my enlistment,
At Chilkoot Barracks in Alaska so far;
Seattle, the transport, the deep slum subsistment
Ihe final arrival across Battery Point Bar;
The long, lengthy dock, the beats that stood by it,
'ihe old wooden bsnacks where I used to dwell,
Ihe Electric Bight Plant, the coal 3acks piled high it,
Yes, e’en those big coal sacks, those iron heavy coal sacks,
Those dog-gone big coal sacks, £hat I know so v/ell.
Those coal boats that docked as twilight was falling
Andr slung out the coal sacks until four in the morn,
Those wagon3 that backed up and seemed ever hauling
Caused me to wish that I aurax had never been born,
How ardent I filled them, with hands that were glowing
Spurred bn by the sound of some Corporal’s yell,
’Til soon, with a spirit that seemed overflowing
1 handled those coal sacks and cussed *en out well,
Those old dirty coal sacks, those iron-heavy coal sacks
4 Those dog-gone big coal sacks that I knew so well.
How sweet from the coal pile it was to receive it
As poised on my shoulder it dumped down iny shirt
Or scattered01£he ground I shovelled to heave it
Into some cellar until both my hands hurt;
And now far removed from that Chilkoot plantation
No tear of regret does intrusively S'/ell
As fancy reverts to my former habitation
No sighs for those coal sacks that I knew so well—
Biose old dirty coal sacks, those iron-heavy coal sacks,
Those dog-gone big coal sacks that I knew so well#
PELLUCID
Pedro:- "Say, Deacon, you and Irish sure must have bee,en cold
and hungry the night you got 'wrecked on Illusion Point*”
Deacon: ”No, the waves made us a-light on the beach » and we
lived on the sand which is there*"
110TTO FOU mib iTEEK:- "Love your neighbor but be careful of your
neighborhood* "
—-George I* ^asury.