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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 4 pages of information about The Slant Book.

Title:  The Slant Book

Author:  Peter Newell

Release Date:  December 8, 2005 [EBook #17254]

Language:  English

Character set encoding:  ASCII

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THE SLANT BOOK By PETER NEWELL

This uphill work is slow, indeed,
But down the slant—­ah! note the speed!

HARPER & BROTHERS NEW YORK

Copyright 1910, by Harper & Brothers
Patented September 20, 1910
Published November, 1910
Printed in the United States of America

THE SLANT BOOK

Where Bobby lives there is a hill—­
A hill so steep and high,
’Twould fill the bill for Jack and Jill
Their famous act to try

Once Bobby’s Go-cart broke away
And down this hill it kited. 
The careless Nurse screamed in dismay
But Bobby was delighted

He clapped his hands, in manner rude,
And laughed in high elation—­
While, close behind, the Nurse pursued
In hopeless consternation

[Illustration]

An Officer slid off the lid
As Bobby hove in sight,
And bellowed out, “You’re scorchin’, kid—­
I’ll run you in all right!”

But down the Go-cart swiftly sped
And smashed that Cop completely,
And as he sailed o’er Bobby’s head
Bob snipped a button neatly!

[Illustration]

A funny Son of sunny Greece
Was standing near the curb,
Beside his push-cart, wrapped in peace,
That naught could well disturb

But all at once he got a shock—­
The Go-cart speeding down,
Collided with his fancy stock
And littered up the town!

[Illustration]

The runaway then swerved a bit
And snapped a Hydrant, short;
Which accident proved quite a hit
Of rather novel sort

The Water spouted in a jet
As much as ten feet high,
And all were soaked and nearly choked
Who chanced to be nearby!

[Illustration]

A farmer’s wife, Miss’ Angy Moore,
Was trudging up the grade. 
A basketful of eggs she bore
To barter with in trade

The Go-cart and the Lady met
(Informally, no doubt)
And made a sort of omelette
And spread it round about!

[Illustration]

A Painter on a ladder perched,
Was working at his calling—­
Against its foot the Go-cart lurched
And sent the fellow sprawling

His pot of paint came tumbling down
And wrong side up, it settled
About a Chappie’s flaxen crown—­
Oh, my! but he was nettled!

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