The Eternal Boy: Being the Story of the Prodigious HickeyJohnson, Owen
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The Eternal Boy: Being the Story of the Prodigious Hickey
Johnson, Owen
Preparatory schools -- Fiction
IT'S ALL OVER, BOYS
FEDERALISM IS IN THE SOUP
FEDERALISTS
THE UPPER HOUSE MYRMIDONS
THE DAVIS JAYHAWKERS
THE WOODHULL SORE HEADS
THE KENNEDY MUCKERS
ANTI-FEDERALISTS
THE ROUSE INVINCIBLES
THE CLEVE INDEPENDENTS
THE GRISWOLD INTELLECTUALS
THE GREEN MUGWUMPS
THE DICKINSON SCHOLARS
THE HAMILL MISSIONARIES
GOOD-BYE, FEDS! GOOD-BYE!
"Now for a few personal references," said Crazy, smiling happily at the
howls that greeted his first effort. "Egghead, shove them right along."
Another series was put forth:
WHY, WOODHULL, DID WE STEAL
YOUR ICE CREAM?
IS TOUGH MCCARTHY'S GANG OF
BALLOT-STUFFERS WITH YOU?
WE ARE NOT FOURTH-FORM PUPPY
DOGS
HELLO, TOUGH, HOW DOES IT FEEL TO
BE A PUPPY DOG?
"What are they shouting now?" said Hickey, peering over at the
turbulent chaos below.
"They are re-questing us to come out!" said the Egghead.
The night was filled with the shrieks of the helpless Feds.
"Come out!"
"We dare you to come out!"
"Come out, you Dickinson Goo-Goos."
"Why, they're really getting excited," said Hickey. "They're hopping
right up and down."
"We will give them a declaration of principles," said Crazy. "Egghead,
give them the principles; Hickey, notify the orators to prepare the
compressed arguments. The word is 'BIFF.'"
Hickey went tumbling upstairs; the Egghead delivered the new series.
WHY, FEDS, DON'T GET PEEVISH
THIS IS AN ORDERLY CAMPAIGN
A QUIET, ORDERLY CAMPAIGN
REMEMBER, WE MUST UPLIFT THE
NATION
Outside, the chorus of hoots and cat-calls gave way to a steady
rhythmic chant:
GOO-GOOS, GOO-GOOS, GOO-GOOS!
"How unjust!" said Crazy, sadly. "We must clear ourselves; we must nail
the lie--in a quiet, orderly way! Let her go, Egghead; Cheyenne, give
Hickey the cue."
On the sheet suddenly flashed out:
WE ARE GOO-GOOS, ARE WE? =BIFF!=
At the same moment, from a dozen windows descended a terrific
broadside of middle-aged eggs, assorted vegetables and squashy fruit.
The Federalist forces, utterly off their guard, dripping with egg and
tomato, vanished like a heap of leaves before a whirlwind, while from
the Anti-Federalist houses exultant shrieks of victory burst forth.
"If we are to be called Goo-Goos," said Crazy, proudly, "we have, at
least, made Goo-Goo a term of honour."
"To-morrow should be a very critical day in the campaign," said
Macnooder, pensively.
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