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STKEIEIT NOISES.

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STKEIEIT NOISES. TTIE EVENING PAPER BOY. To the Editor of the "Evening Express Sir—A .suggestion has been made to me that I might enliven this controversy with a speci- men of my vicious habit of writing doggerel. but by some curious misconception my friend thought I was on the side of those who have "nerves," and "get fits" from hearing a paper- boy shout. I am just the other way about. Of course, no one likes all street noises, but the merry shout of the paper boy has no terror for me. On the contrary, I have often found it most convenient to be able by it to locate the little bare-footed laddie. Flesh-eating, alcohol. tobacco, drugs, and bad ventili'ion seem lo have played "old gooseberry" w th our hurry- ing, scurrying folks. Where i? the falm, stolid Briton? Is he extinct, like tha Dodo? The real nuisances in our streets are the indecent exposure of carcases of animals. spitting on the pavement, and the rumbling oi vehicles. If thay had rubber tyres, and if electric trams were started. we should abate a lot of noise, but attempting to suppress the human voice is quite a different matter and I beg to submit the following on THE EVENING PAPER BOY. HUf,!l I litigli I! hush. Here comes The "fogney man"; Youlkrea-ily must not shout so loud, He'll "burke" you if he can. He's hurt his nerves, you cruel boy, By meat and smoke and beer; And any naughty noise like yours Will make him feel quite queer. Drunkards may swear and spit about Our streets the live-long day, Steam whistles blow and rumbling carts, And the brewers' heavy dray. No india-rubber tyres on wheels, No horseless trams we see; No one to stop our Hooligans When out upon the spree. The public-house may belch its fumes From out the open door, < And the sodden victim just chucked out, May curse and howl and roar. Ail these our fogneys smile upon a And never lift a hand; But hunt the little paper boys, A. much neglected band. But lJulJh! hush!! hush■M Here comes the fogney man; Run for your life you paper boy. He'll have you if he can. —I am, &c„ G. C. WADE. Nov. 29.

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