Bill Nye and Boomerang: Or, The Tale of a Meek-Eyed Mule, and Some Other Literary GemsNye, Bill
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Bill Nye and Boomerang: Or, The Tale of a Meek-Eyed Mule, and Some Other Literary Gems
Nye, Bill
American wit and humor
And Keno-El-Pharo wore purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously
every day, and he drank the wines of one Mumm, and they were extra dry,
and so even was Keno-El-Pharo from the rising of the sun until the going
down thereof.
And behold one day the inn-keeper took a large tumble even unto himself,
and also unto the racket of Keno-El-Pharo the son of Ahaz Ben Bunko.
And he said unto Keno, "Give an account of thy stewardship that thou
mayest be no longer steward."
And Keno-El-Pharo cried with a loud voice and wept and fell down and
rose up and went unto his place.
And he looked into the mirror, and patted the soap lock on his brow and
he saw that he was fair to look: upon.
But he was exceedingly sorrowful and he said, What shall I do? for my
lord taketh away the stewardship, and verily it was a good thing to
have.
Alas! I know not what to do. I cannot get a position as mining expert,
and to beg I am ashamed. I am resolved what I will do. And he smiled
unto himself, and the breadth of the smile was even six cubits from one
end thereof even unto the other.
So he called unto himself one of his lord's debtors, and he said, How
much owest thou my lord?
And he said, Even for seven days food and lodging at $3.50 per day,
together with my reckoning at the bar, amounting to thirty pieces of
silver of the denomination known as the dollar even of our dads.
And the steward said unto him, Take thy bill quickly and write fifteen.
And it was so. And he said unto another, How much owest thou my lord?
And he answered him and said, fifty pieces of silver.
And the steward said unto him, take thy bill and write twenty-five.
And it was so.
And behold these two guests of the inn were solid with Keno El-Pharo
from that hour.
And when Keno-El-Pharo received the Oriental grand bounce from the
inn-keeper, the guests of the inn, to whom Keno had shown mercy,
procured him a pass over the road, and they whiled away the hours with
Keno-El-Pharo, and he did teach them some pleasant games; and when the
even was come he went his way unto Kansas City, and they with whom he
had abode wot not how it was, for they were penniless.
And Keno-El-Pharo abode long in the land over against St. Louis, and he
was steward in one of the great inns for many years, and he wore good
clothes day by day and waxed fat, and he rested his stomach on the
counter, and he said to himself, ha! ha!
ODE TO SPRING.
Fantasia for the Bass Drum; Adapted from the German by William Von
Nye.=
```In the days of laughing spring time,
````Comes the mild-eyed sorrel cow,
```With bald-headed patches on her,
````Poor and lousy, I allow;
```And she waddles through your garden`
```O'er the radish beds, I trow.=
```Then the red-nosed, wild-eyed orphan,
````With his cyclopædiee,
```Hies him to the rural districts`
```With more or less alacrity.
```And he showeth up its merits`
```To the bright eternitee.=
```How the bumble-bee doth bumble--
````Bumbling in the fragrant air,
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