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But the engine that I had then, John, Wuz far from a "Nancy Hanks;" She wuz old and worn and loggy, And jist chuck full of pranks; And she wuz wonderfully got up, John, Full of bolts and valves and knobs, And the boiler wouldn't hold water; Gosh, it wouldn't hold cobs. BUT THE ENGINE THAT I HAD THEN JOHN WAS FAR FROM A NANCY HANKS SHE WAS OLD AND WORN AND LOGGY AND JUST CHUCK FULL OF PRANKS AND SHE WAS WONDERFULLY GOT UP JOHN FULL OF BOATS AND VALVES AND KNOBS AND THE BOILER WOULDN'T HOLD WATER GOSH IT WOULDN'T HOLD COBS
dn't a-keered a gosh durn, but he woke me up Wall, about the time the minister wuz a-gittin' through with his sermon, he sed, "Now all members of the congregation having babies here to-day and wantin' of them baptized after the sermon is over, bring them up to the pulpit and I will baptize them." Wall, Jim he woke up about that time, and he thought the minister wuz a-talkin' about his hymn books; so he stood up and sed, "Now all you folks what ain't got any I'll let ye have 'em, twenty-five cents apiece." Religion--Any one man's opinion, but consists mainly of doing right.--Punkin Centre Philosophy. Reminiscence of My Railroad Days Dedicated to Engineer John Hoolihan, Pittsburg and Lake Erie Railroad, Pittsburg, Pa. WALL, John, I read your poetry, And laughed till I nearly cried, Seein' how you became an engineer, And got on the right hand side. It made me think of the days gone by, When I wuz one of you fellers, too, What used to run an old machine, And go tootin' the country through.  SECTION THIRTY THREE OF UNCLE JOSH'S PUNKIN CENTER STORIES BY COW STUART THIS LIVER BOX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN RECORDING BY PHILIP MARTIN REMINISCENCE OF MY RAILROAD DAYS DEDICATED TO ENGINEER JOHN HOOLAHAN PITTSBURGH AND LAKE ERIE RAILROAD PITTSBURGH PENNSYLVANIA WELL JOHN I READ YOUR POETRY AND LAUGHED TILL I NEARLY CRIED SEEING HOW YOU BECAME AN ENGINEER AND GOT ON THE RIGHT HAND SIDE IT MADE ME THINK OF THE DAYS GONE BY WHEN I WAS ONE OF YOU FELLERS TOO WHAT USED TO RUN AN OLD MACHINE AND GO TOOTIN THE COUNTRY THROUGH
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