DOWN IN HOWARD a poem by C. E. Shull, Manager, Star Theatre.

[Janet Harrington]

The sun shines ever bright
  Down in Howard.
The moon sheds softer light
  Down in Howard.
The fish are keen to bite,
The birds sing all the night,
And the people treat you right,
  Down in Howard.

No longer guns and knives
  Down in Howard.
As peaceful as St. Ives
  Down in Howard.
Old Bachelors find wives,
And live contented lives,
The baby more than thrives,
  Down in Howard.

The motion pictures are fine,
And those spot lights of mine
Cannot be beat in any clime,
Would not swap mine for thine,
  Down in Howard.

Admission 5 and 10 cents.

             C. E. Shull, Manager, Star Theatre.