Rensselaer Republican, Volume 25, Number 52, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 August 1893 — THAT DREADFUL DITTY. [ARTICLE]

THAT DREADFUL DITTY.

‘•A lit-tie maiden climbed an old man's knac"— That is the tune, now, from which we flee— Sung by our sweetheart, hummed by her ma, Howled by her brother, whistled by Pa: Thumped on Plano, thumbed on guitar. Driven to madness, where'er we are. •T.ist to my story. I'll tell it all" How we have suffered—" After the ball. " Brickbats a-flashing under the moon. Teeth are a-gnash ng, caused by thia tune: Cats are a-tlghting. dogs howl with pain. Street cars a-smashing. pleadings ate vain. Dong hours have passed, pet: I've gone to bed, Still that cursed jingle batters my head, Hor-ri-ble torture, dainna-ble squall. We can't esehpe it—" After the ball.” When will this bawl be over? When will the daylight dawn? When will the singers perish? When will the plague be gone? Wh»n will relief come, if come at all? Shall we go crazy. "After the ball"?