{"id":8087,"date":"2022-04-15T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-04-15T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=8087"},"modified":"2022-04-15T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2022-04-15T05:00:00","slug":"s-watkins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/s-watkins\/","title":{"rendered":"S. Watkins"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>From the <\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/chroniclingamerica.loc.gov\/lccn\/sn92053934\/1914-04-15\/ed-1\/seq-4\/\"><em>Rock Island Argus, April, 15, 1914<\/em><\/a><em>. By Henry Howland.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sim Watkins was a chap who used to get his feelin\u2019s hurt<br>Most every time he turned around; he thought folks done him dirt<br>If they\u2019d neglect to run across the street to shake his hand;<br>He used to have a notion that folks set around and planned<br>To slight him everywhere he went; most everything you\u2019d say<br>He\u2019d twist till it would seem a slur at him, some way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>At parties when the girls would get alone and giggle, Sim<br>Was always sure to think that they were makin\u2019 fun of him;<br>At meetin\u2019 when the preacher threw out hints, as preachers do,<br>Sim always took \u2018em to himself, kept puttin\u2019 on the shoe;<br>If folks would count the change he\u2019d give it made him mad, you see<br>He thought by that they had their doubts about his honesty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He\u2019s dead and gone, he didn\u2019t leave a great deal when he went.<br>In lookin\u2019 high and low for slights his time was mostly spent.<br>And I suppose, if he\u2019s above, where people get their wings,<br>And draw the tickets for the harps and golden crowns and things,<br>He\u2019s settin\u2019 back and thinkin\u2019 that the happy angels there<br>Are laughin\u2019 at the way he looks in what he has to wear.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From the Rock Island Argus, April, 15, 1914. By Henry Howland. Sim Watkins was a chap who used to get his feelin\u2019s hurtMost every time he turned around; he thought folks done him dirtIf they\u2019d neglect to run across the street to shake his hand;He used to have a notion that folks set around and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,7],"tags":[161],"class_list":["post-8087","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-rock-island-argus","tag-henry-howland"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8087","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8087"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8087\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8087"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8087"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8087"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}