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Song Lyrics: “The Newsboys of Chicago”

28 Wednesday Sep 2016

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The Newsboys of Chicago

Words by Reginald Mowbray
Music by Lutie St. Clair
The Newsboys of Chicago,
Are greatest in the world
you’ll find no better newsboys,
Wherever flags unfurled,
Their hearts are ever stoutest,
All trouble they defy,
And oh, their voice is loudest,
Whene’er you hear them cry:
Chorus
Have you have your morning papers,
All about the crimes,
Tribune, Inter Ocean, Herald, Morning Times,
In the evening hear them calling,
None can these boys match:
Five o’clock News, Journal, Post, Chicago, Mail, Dispatch.
As bright as copper pennies,
As honest as the day,
The newsboys of Chicago,
Adorn the city’s way,
In sunshine or in shadow,
And always free from blues,
They only strive to give us,
The very latest news.
O, people of this city,
Remember now and then,
The newsboys of Chicago,
Shall be our worthy men,
For to these ragged heroes,
No task to hard to try,
And honesty rings cheery,
In ev’ry passing cry:

“Comrade Remembered”

15 Friday Jul 2016

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From the July 15, 1899 edition of the Evening Telegram:

Comrade Remembered.

Newsboys Provide Floral Piece for Dominick Stanton.

The newsboys of the city appointed a committee to secure money to provide a floral piece for their late comrade, Dominick Stanton. They succeeded in raising $3.86, with which they purchased a beautiful anchor. The amounts subscribed were as follows: The Telegram boys 80 cents, the Herald boys $1.76, the Journal boys 23 cents, the Times 20 cents. M. A. Andrews 50 cents, Besanson’s restaurant 15 cents, Pelligrini 10 cents, Shattuck 25 cents, Friend 20 cents, Frank Matty 15 cents and friends 25 cents. The boys regret that they could secure no money from the Post-Standard. The boys who collected the funds were Samuel Cohen, Phillip Ecclestine and Samuel Cominsky.

Song Lyrics: “The Pride of Newspaper Row, Jimmy”

16 Wednesday Mar 2016

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Jimmy Jones is me name,
Selling papes is me game
I’m de toughest kid ever on earth,
If you ask where’s me home,
From a box to de dome
of de World Building does for me berth.

All de kids tip dere hats
Or I’d break in dere slats
Dey all knows me wherever I go.
You can her dem all say
As I go by each day
Dat’s de Pride of Newspaper Row.

Refrain
Jimmy, Jimmy,
Dats de salute de gimme,
E’vrybody bows to me where ever I go,
Jimmy, Jimmy,
You are de real thing, Jimmy,
You are the quickest, de cutest and slickest
De Pride of Newspaper Row.

When de extrys is out,
You can bet I’m about
At de same old stand den I’ll be found
And de cops on de beat
When we chance for to meet
Never tells me to keep of de ground.

And it’s dis kind of hunch
Makes a hit wid de bunch
And I keep it up just for to show
Dem geezers dat dey
Have good reason to say
He’s de Pride of Newspaper Row.

Refrain

“Sammy Walked Sidewise.”

11 Friday Mar 2016

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From the March 11, 1902 edition of The Sun:

Sammy Walked Sidewise.

Joke for the Youngsters in the Newsboys’ Home, but Not for Sammy.

Sixteen-year-old Sammy Broom, who lives at the newsboys’ lodging house in East Forty-fourth street, was taken to Bellevue Hospital last night suffering from a stiffened knee, the result of inflammation of the glands between the joints, caused by a fall. The boy’s right leg was drawn backward, so that he was compelled to hobble along sidewise, like a crab. The two newsboys who took him to the hospital dragged him into the office.

“Hello, Doc,” said one of them, “we brought around Broome, de human crab. He walked backward all de way to de hospital. Hey, Broome, give de doctor a exhibition.”

“‘Taint on no funny bone,” said Broome, “it’s on my kneecap, and dat’s no joke. De bunch up in de newsboys’ says if I don’t git it hammered straight I could die in er night.”

“All right,” said the doctor, “we’ll take care of you.”

He had to chase the other boys away. They wanted to see the “human crab” walk again, they said.

Song Lyrics: “The Newsboys Sweetheart”

14 Sunday Feb 2016

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“The Newsboys Sweetheart”
Words & Music by Maude Anita Hart, 1905

My sweethearts name is Dolly
I haven’t known her long
But all the time I’m singing
And Dolly is my song
I’m nothing but a newsboy
Sell papers ev’ry day
To those who ride in coaches
To read while on their way
Twas there I met my Dolly
Became her loving swain
And now I’m always wishing
For Dolly on the train.

Chorus
My Dolly is the dearest,
The sweetest girl I know
She’s just my precious darling,
And O I love her so
Yes love my dark-eyed beauty,
In sunshine or in rain
My heart is O so happy
When Dolly’s on the train.

Her Papa guides the lever
As speeds the train away
And often takes my Dolly
With him to spend the day
But sometimes he will send her
Down in the coach to ride
And then will haste the newsboy
So quickly to her side
Yes I am but a newsboy
Have tried her love to gain
The love of little Dolly
My Dolly on the train.

The sequel now will show you
‘Tis right to persevere
For Dolly says she loves me
And that I am so dear
She’s given me her promise
My wife some day to be
‘Twill be such joy and gladness
Her face to always see
And now I am so happy
In sunshine or in rain
For meeting little Dolly
My Dolly on the train.

“‘Uxtry’ Pie for Newsboys.”

10 Wednesday Feb 2016

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From the February 10, 1905 edition of the Evening World:

 

“Uxtry” Pie for Newsboys.

Special Feast at Their Lodging-House on Lincoln’s Birthday.

Lincoln’s Birthday will be celebrated by the boys at the Newsboys’ Lodging House, No. 14 New Chambers street, on Saturday night by a special dinner given by F. Delano Weekes, one of the trustees of the Children’s Aid Society.

Several prominent bankers and brokers from the Wall street district have been invited. There will be an amateur orchestra of fourteen pieces, moving pictures, and 150 newsboys will sing popular and other songs to the accompaniment of the orchestra.

Jig and buck dancing, boxing, Indian club swinging and other features will be included in the entertainment.

Mr. Heig, the superintendent, has been very busy all the week buying turkeys, chickens and pie.

Song Lyrics: “The News Boy”

05 Friday Feb 2016

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THE NEWS BOY.

From the Broadway Belle.—Affectionately dedicated to the numerous respectable and useful body of New York Newsboys.

Air, “WAIT FOR THE WAGGON.”

Oh, ’tis early every morning, about the break of day,
I jump up from my slumbers, and quickly haste away—
Then at the paper offices my daily stock I choose,
And then I hurry all about to spread the morning news.

CHORUS.
Singing, Here’s the Times and Herald,
Singing, Here’s the Times and Herald,
Singing, Here’s the Times and Herald,
And all the morning news.

Oh, every Friday morning so briskly I do sell,
The copies of that sparkling sheet the little Broadway Belle,
The sporters all do buy it, just to read the fancy news,
And the ladies they will have it, for it drives away the blues.

CHORUS.
Then here are songs for one cent,
Then here are songs for one cent,
Then here’s the Belle for two-pence,
With all the fancy news.

Oh, when the day is ended, with pockets full of rocks,
I lay off at the National, and laugh at funny Fox;
‘Tis there I raise old harry, and on peanuts have a spree;
Of all the lives you read of, the newsboy’s life for me!

CHORUS.
Oh, I’m bound to raise old Harry,
Oh, I’m bound to raise old Harry,
Oh, I’m bound to raise old Harry,
The newsboy’s life for me!

Andrews, Printer, 38 Chtham St, N. Y., Dealer in Songs, Game Books, Motto Verses, c. Wholesale and Retail.

Written in 1850, many different versions of “Wait for the Wagon” were published the next year, as it became a minstrel show favorite and even used as a campaign song for Millard Fillmore (with revised, political lyrics, of course). During the Civil War, a version with lyrics about succession was popular in the South, although the video below contains the standardized lyrics. The Library of Congress has one set of “Wait for the Wagon” sheet music online here and the lyrics sheet for “The News Boy” here.

“Master Fred Fox, Newsboy and Banker”

13 Sunday Dec 2015

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From the December 13, 1888 edition of The Sun:

Master Fred Fox, Newsboy and Banker

Little Freddy Fox is a veritable banker newsboy. He lives at the Newsboys’ Lodging House, and piles up the shekels as the days go by. He is only 14 years old, but he can draw his check for $200, and the superintendent of the lodging house says that Freddy has about $50 in the bank here. Besides this, he carries wealth about with him. Freddy began business when he was younger by selling newspapers as a common vendor. Every cent he could keep he put away in the bank at the Newsboys’ Lodging House, and when he had enough he started in business as a newspaper merchant and commission broker. He buys up a lot of papers and distributes them among the boys that sell for him on commission. When a newsboy in the house goes “broke” Freddy usually advances him enough to tide him over, and he has never been beaten out of anything. He lives pretty cheaply at the house, paying about 20 cents a day for his board and lodging, and no week passes that does not see the bank account of the embryo Wiman swell perceptibly. Freddy dresses in style on Sunday, and he does not pinch himself in the matter of creature comforts.

“The Looker-On” Observing Racetrack Higgins

29 Wednesday Jul 2015

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From “The Looker-On” column in Brooklyn Life, July 29, 1899:

Nothing concerning the newsboys’ boycott of the World and Journal has interested me so much as a glimpse of the personal side of “Race Track” Higgins, who is a prominent leader in the crusade against the newspapers mentioned. In company with a “mascot” and five other newsboys, he sat in the seat next to me on a Broadway care not long ago. Their incessant conversation revealed numerous amusing and pathetic phases of the strike. But it was when Higgins spoke that every word was worth listening to. He seems to be a born leader of boys, and may yet be of men. A characteristic feature are his eyes. They are dark and handsome, but there is in them a curious combination of defiance and tenderness. The latter was exemplified by his care of the “mascot” referred to. This was a long-haired and delicate-looking boy of four or five. Evidently it was his brother, but the tenderness with which he put one arm around the little chap while he emphasized his talks was almost motherly. Very likely behind that care there is a bit of life history that an occasional sad look in Higgins’s eyes suggests, but in no way reveals. Quite unconscious of the fact that a Brooklyn man was taking it all in, Higgins gave a very amusing account of a visit he paid to Mr. William Berri, and his reception by the latter. Evidently it was when Mr. Berri was president of the Bridge Commission, as the occasion of the visit was to ask permission to parade. Higgins also indulged in some interesting reminiscences of his associations with Mr. William C. Whitney, for whom he at one time—according to his story—rode horses.

“Newsboy Pushed Off Car”

27 Monday Jul 2015

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From the Evening Telegraph, July 27, 1899:

Newsboy Pushed Off Car

Louis Miller, a newsboy, eighteen years old, who lives at the Newsboys’ Lodging House, in Duane street, was taken to Hudson Street Hospital last evening from No. 10 Frankford street, suffering with a contusion of the hip.

He said that yesterday morning, while selling newspapers on a car in Thirty-fourth street, a man, whom he does not know, pushed him from the car, injuring his hip.
As he had no money he walked down Broadway and was later found by a policeman and taken to the hospital.