Resawed Fables

This volume of American wit and humor was published in 1911.

Some

Of Developing a

Any high-brow farmer will allow that it is difficult to find a
General Purpose Cow. Some of our agricultural customers
will say a Hoistein is, and some will say some other critter.
This subject has been debated at every social function
in Posey County for years, but it is likely to remain
unanswered until T. Roosevelt takes to dairying.
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Of the Straw that Dislocated the
Camel's

A bank cashier whose health had become critical in the
eastern Burg in which he handled the germ-infested but
none the less desirable Coin of the Realm decided to
locate under the sunny skies of Colorado. He had
concluded that a change of scene would do him good.
The village doctor told him so and, as the village doctor
was also the President of the bank, the cashier felt
constrained to take his advice. He took not only the
doctor's advice but $1,800 that the doctor had accumu-
lated giving advice to other patients.
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Of

Once upon a time there was a man who sought employment
in a lumber yard. He didn't really have to work, but he pre-
ferred work to going without food. The gentle public hears
a good deal about Art for Art's Sake and the Love of Labor,
but if the truth were investigated it would be found that the
desire for three good meals a day is responsible for most of
the great songs that are composed and the great literary
masterpieces (see herewith) that are written.
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Of Baseball and

This is the time of year when a fellow likes to steal away from
a hot office and a noisy mill out to the cool and peace of the
baseball grounds, where he can recline on the upholstered
bleachers and yell himself hoarse in the face. He puts off
his dignity and his collar and necktie and shouts "robber" at
a man 200 feet away that he wouldn't stand up three
rounds with if the purse were $100,000, loser take all.
It is wonderful how brave and sassy a man can be under
such circumstances. There's many a chap who couldn't
lick a stamp who, when he gets on a ball ground, is entitled
to the Belt as Champion Long-Distance Fighter of the World.