Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . tarted in un-bucklin that picter machine. He looks aroundan notices me spittin on both hands an gazinup into a tall tree. Hes out of focus! Step behind him an shoo him this way, please! says th perfesser. Are you awake, perfesser? I inquires, edgin closer to th tree an pullin my belt two notches tighter for luck. Well, he seen I was no bear-herder, so hepicked up a rock an heaved it down grade atth bear, an, by leather! he took that critter ajolt on th eyetooth that made him think of hisgrandma, I tell ye! He want much morena p
Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . tarted in un-bucklin that picter machine. He looks aroundan notices me spittin on both hands an gazinup into a tall tree. Hes out of focus! Step behind him an shoo him this way, please! says th perfesser. Are you awake, perfesser? I inquires, edgin closer to th tree an pullin my belt two notches tighter for luck. Well, he seen I was no bear-herder, so hepicked up a rock an heaved it down grade atth bear, an, by leather! he took that critter ajolt on th eyetooth that made him think of hisgrandma, I tell ye! He want much morena piece of a secont turnin around an headinour way, either. Perfesser, he begun gettinbusiern a cat tryin to catch two rats at once,an th way he jerked an manhandled thatcammery affair was amazin. I forgot all about tree-climbin an jestnachelly begun pumpin soft solder into that bearas fast as th leverd agitate. He finally drop-ped, so close to th perfesser that his front clawsraked Archibalds pants in two from th kneesdown an sprained all three legs on th QUITE NATURAL. Crusty gent—Usher, cant you stop thatfool? He is annoying every one with his vio-lent applause. Usher— No, sir. You—er—see, he is theauthor of the play But Poggenbecker was tickled as a kid at a taffy-pull. Eureky! Eureky! he yells. Five different as-pects an a magnifercent bust portrait! Of course if hed got all that it want so bad, butit certainly looked foolish to a man up a tree. I askedhim if th bear looked pleasant, an he gave me a glarean I shut up. After saunterin on an hour or so we come to an on-common strong bit of work. Th perfesser located itbefore I did an got his ma-chine ready in about had three of th biggestan most able-bodied skunksI ever laid human eye on tolined up at th foot of a bigtree, waitin to git their pic-ters took. Such amazin inner-c e n c e! says Poggenberg,when I come up. Yes, says I. Ive no-ticed it. Its onusual! I love young porcu-pines, he remarks. The
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