|Object Name||Postcard, Inscribed|
Description: Postcard with inscription. Song lyrics to "Old Kaintuck".
Inscription on Front, Transcribed: (It is remarkable what fraternal relation exists among Kentuckians, especially where they meet in foreign States and away from home: and their loyalty to each other has been occasion for many kindly comments on the part of the outside world. Who marvel at the brotherhood that exists among Kentuckians, wherever found. _ Thomas H. Arnold, of Chicago)
You're just from old Kaintucky? Well, I'll be gol durned--say, I'd rather live in that State the balance of my days than be the Czar of Russia with his riches and his truck. Say, I wouldn't take his kingdom for one corner of Old Kaintuck. I'd rather be a hopper jus' lazin in the corn on an old Kaintucky hillside than any king that's born. I'd rather watch the bluegrass nod its dainty head and bow than see the slickest pictur in old Italy, I swow. It seems to me old Natur' when she cut Kaintucky out came pretty near a-knowin the thing she was about. So she made another Eden with the sweetest flowers that grew and christened it Kaintucky with a jug of mountain dew. There ain't no other corner of this old hemisphere of ours where old Mother Earth is kivered with such dainty, perfumed flowers: whar the teeter-birds and thrushes can ejaculate such notes as they can in Old Kentucky from their feathered throats. And the women, jumpin' jay birds, in the golld old Blugrass State; the Lord just made 'em perfect, and lost the fashion plate. I wouldn't be without 'em--and I'll stay here by-the-bye. You can plant me in Kaintucky, when it comes my time to die.
Inscription on Back, Transcribed: We are atPaintsville, Kentucky. Just stop to take on water. We have been riding for twenty-two hours.
|Date||August 30, 1918|
|Year Range from||1918|
|Year Range to||1918|
World War I
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