Quick! Lead Me Out! (Jun, 1931)
Please, someone save this pony! He needs help oh so bad.
Quick! Lead Me Out!
And You May Have Me
“Help—I’m caught in these terrible stockyards. I’m hungry! Starving! I don’t know how to get to that big sack of oats on the outside. What boy or girl will lead me out?”
Can You Find the Right Path?Won’t you try? How I will love to carry you on my back for long rides if you do. The right path may start at my feet. I’m sure it leads direct to my oats. But I’m only a pony and need some boy or girl to help me—Oh so bad! When you find the path, just mark it plainly with a pencil and send it to my owner. Yes! He is going to give me, with my saddle and bridle, to some boy or girl who leads me out of these awful yards. Some bright-eyed boy or girl will win me.
10 Dandy Ponies Given.
My owner has ponies like me for girls and boys. Not one but ten can win. Hurry! Don’t let me go hungry. Find the right path quick. Find out just how to get me by return mail. My owner will pay $25 cash extra to winners as a reward for prompt action.
V. T. FARNEY, Room 303 801 Second Street. Des Moines. Iowa
That pony sure looks dandy!!
Yea, I saved the pony! I should send a letter to get $25 since I’m a winner! I can’t wait for them to send me my dandie pony.
The shipping and handling would be a killer.
I’d like to see the stamp required to mail a pony.
You can’t use regular mail – you have to ship them via Pony Express.
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Toronto: What can I say? Cue applause.
Nice to see that Olympic momentum is alive and well in Canada.
Who wants to own a pony so sickly or thick-skulled that it can’t smell its way to the tasty oats? Pass.
Scott B.: You don’t deserve a pony…
To Scott B: No.
Mmmmm….Sausages….
Screw the ponies. I wanna win a leg lamp!
Bob: It’s a Major Award!
It’d be interesting to know how many ponies were given out… You can eyeball the way out easily. I wonder what he was actually selling with that particular come on…the wording sounds like something you’d see in a horror movie now.