Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 244, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 October 1910 — ‘‘s. P.” and His Dare. [ARTICLE]

‘‘s. P.” and His Dare.

We are in receipt of a poem from “S. P.” who informs us that he is "another Hoosler and a member of the Indiana Society in gopd standing/’ It is In reply to some utterly innocent lines in this column not long ago. which lines meekly inquired why a man wanted to wear a silk hat. ”S. P." says: "I dare you to print it.” It being axiomatic that a man who will take a dare would steal sbeep, we beg leave to print. Poor man—No wonder you’re wrinkled and gray It you let fashions disturb your mind. You hurt Dunlap and Knox with what you say, And others may think your words sure not kind. Who’d ever think that an Evanston swell With his high-toned airs and Creme Claro, Would make use of space to holler like—well Some Sioux, when you wear a black Sombrero. Now, my dear friend, of poetical chat. Nothing you’ve seen will ever look queerer And straightway I think you’ll buy a silk hat If you go home and look in a mirror. We are not opposed to the silk hat, If an anti-silk-hat society were organized we should be the first to decline membership. Our good friends Dunlap and Knox will bear witness to the fact that in times past we have adorned ourself with their productions. Confidentially, we think the silk hat is a glossy Joy. The trouble with us Is that when we put one on we want to run for office. Has anybody a word to say for the uncombed plush hat—especially the wet maltese sort? The other day we printed a couple stanzas having to do with the pronunciation of "Goethe," when mentioned by street car conductors on approaching the thoroughfare of that namq. From the responses sent in we cull these: Man rides upon the trolley car And his location quickly knoweth When the conductor, o’er the Jar And rumble. hoarsely shoutetht "Goethe!” I stood on the car at midnight And I murmured ”Hoity-toity!” When the erudite conductor Stopped the car and shouted: “GoetheP*