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ANd TMPORTEIT HARDWOODS from the WORLII'S MARKETS AND Att SPECIES OF PACIFIC @. COAST SOFTWOOD TUMBER

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CUSTOMER MIIIING A SPECIATTY

5800 Victorio Ave. L.C.L. from Yord

Now they are gone-the boats that plied its stream, The gilded barges that brought another world Haunting the minds of toilers like a dream; Gone is their day. Their silken flags are furled. How silent now the river is with only The shining cups of bay trees at its edge, And honeysuckle covering the lonely Deserted river fronts, and higher up, a ledge Of lilacs that remembers things forgottenA world unfolded in a Calliope's rhyme. I weep for it, the fading show-boat's spark, A glowworm crawling down the river's dark.

-Daniel Whitehead Hickev

A Goofy Limerick

There was a young fellow named Mann, Who wrote limericks that never would scan, He said I'll admit, My meter don't fit, (fast) But I always try to get as many words in the last line - (slowly) As I Can.

"But, your Honor, I was not drunk."

"Then explain why this officer found you climbing a lamp post." o'Because, judge, a couple of crocodiles had been following me around, and I thought I'd just climb the post and escape them."

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