SATURDAY NIGHT.

Manawatu Standard, Volume IV, Issue 3, 1 December 1883, Page 2

SATURDAY NIGHT.

! '[ THE FIRESIDE. '■' ENGINEER, MAKING LOVE. pearly every engineer on the New York and New England Railroad has a sweetheart O V-"i e m BriUia Conn - Kwr 7 ***» would wmstie a sal ate to some fair dame, and the dm grew so fearfully earsplittiug that the authontieehave^sd^t-BtUpp^u^J-^-^ " It's noon when thirtf-five is 3u* An| she comes eh time like a flash of light,' - - -~— ,~ An you hear her whistle, ' Too-tee*too V -. Long 'fore the pilot swings m sight. i Bill Maddon'a drivin* her to-day, An' he's callin' his sweetheart far away—. ' '. ' . ••.•„■' dertrude Hard- lives down bY thW mill ; You might see her. blushing, She knows it's Bill. ' Tv-die .' Toot-so 1 Tu«die I Tu !' Six- fire am. There's a local comes— , Makes up at Bristol, runnin' east : An' the way her whistle sings aa* hums Is a livin' caution to man an' beast. Everyone knows, who . Jask, Whyte calls— 4 "■-* /r:/ij/--: Little Lv Woodbury down by the Falls*- '„;/ ;,./.:> t.A- 7 Summer or winter always the same, ; She hears, ; her lover, calling, her name*— v ' '- - " «■'• : ' j:4 - . - " 'Lou-ie I Lou-ie I Lou-ieel' At six fif ty.eifiht y6u oah hear Twenty, one Go 'hunderin* west, and of the screams That eyer*tarjtfe!| the wsjniiun*,-/? j ; Jehu Davis sends into your dreams. But I don't mind it ; it makes me grin For just down there where the creek lets m, His wife Jerusha can hear him call, Loud aa a throat of brass can brawl— ' Jea»roop-ahse ! Je-noo V But at fifty«6ne, old Sixty^fouf* Bos oa •xpreisruiMfeMit, clearthrpugh— Drowns her rumble and rattle and roar *$k\ With the softest whistTe" that ever bier. « An* away on the furthest edge of the town _ Sweet Sue) Wimhrop'e eyes of brown Shine like; the starfight ..bright and clear •■■»■■•. • >.- e 3 ,he h ? ari the whutle of Abel , ' .Gear. ' " - ?. ■■. ' Yoa-oii-ouj Sa-a»iaiu^ 111.1.I 1 . ; •■'.■■' ;. . J .. !u ; . ■ , ;;'i.) „ ...... Along at mid-Bight a freight oomes m, Leaves BerUa'souietimC-^idoni't know when— •"_ „;. /.' - ■•-■*•=■■■ But it rumbles along with a fearfal din Till it reaches, the Y^jritch thato and then. '•.'■ ' ; •' ;; *"'Ml.-; . . ,'.*''' :J: ■ '*' •'• ■M' The clearest notes of the softest Sell: That out of a brazen goblefcf ell, Wake iNellie Mihton oat- ot her dream's— <; ..,,_■ ,_, , .- -| .." ? - ' To her like a, wedding, bell it seems— ' Nell, , Nell, Nell, X '«*&&, ' leR, Neil!'.; - f •-"' --"'■' • ' ' f ; ■••■ '■•<■' l »*'> l ..; . m r . .;. An' somewhere late nrtire afternoon, You'll see Thirty-seven striakia* West'i ■ .; ;tt, ■ .;■■ ..- It's a local frdmvHartford ; samfold tune Now set for the girl that lyres him best. : \i 'torn Wilson rides on the right hand side • ■ '■'■-- J Givin' her steam atevery stride, An' he touches the whistle, low and ■ : clear, -..o - --• For Lulu Gray, on the hill, to hear— • Ltt-hii J^oq-100 1' So it f ©ea on all day an' all night, Till the. ohj folks hare voted the thing a boris :" • • • '• Old maids and bachelors say it ain't right For. folk to do courtju' with sack, « roar.- :..,' . . . But, the .engineers' their kisses will .bkw ~ ' '." ■' ' ' '' • ■■>■•■'•'■ ■■■■■13 fiom a' ; whistle*valve to ttoa girle^ • ' theyfcadW ; • . ; •»..'; .•■' ,'. -.-, . ,_ i( ..' An- the stokers tha nam* -of %fir T . , • nweetheart'tWly;. i;i r ,-,:. , A Spw With the Bell J . Nell 1 Dell l of the I '^ i awaying.b.ell; , ,-,;..■