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Songs ol the War.
New York Graphic. Some one describes in a Philadelphia paper the methods of Frank Howard, the popular singer and ballad composer. It is stated that after writing the words he will get together several members of the minstrel company with which he is connected, and they will all sing, suggest and criticise, while he embodi n the piano, till at last the melody, thus ham mered out, is made to fit. The author of that famous war song, ''John Brown's Body," describes, in a letter to the Graphic, a similar process in connection with that wonderful piece of passion and nonsense, patriotism and brutality, high-wrought enthusiasm an of emotional fervor. The author, Mr. Jeiome Leo nard, resides at Kuesell, Kansas He was a boy of sixteen during the first bat tle in the summer of 1861, living at Leav enworth, KaneaB, where his elder broth er was an orchestra leader in a variety theater. Leonard was fond of music, and very much in the habit, with a boy companion, of thrumming off combina tion tunes from old melodies floating in his hea'. The Eighth Kansas Volun teers, commanded by John A. Martin, now Governor of that state, were in Leavenworth during June, 1SG1, prepar ing for departure to Kentucky and Ten nessee, Jrom which department they did not return until the war was ended. The soldiers frequented the Canterbury, and "John Brow n Had a Little Nigger," One More River to Cross," "Canaan's Happy Land," and other catch songs, were ex hausted. Young Jerome heard his brother talking of the need of a new war song, went to his room, and hammered out of an old cracked piano and two old Methodist camp-meeting tunes the stir ring rbymatic melody, with its "hallelu jah" chorus, we know as the John Brown song and music. He wrote two of the verses, afterwards so famous, and they were sung on the boards that night. It set the soldiers wild, and so traveled from Leavenworth to Boston harbor, whoie it was adopted by the Fourteenth Massachusetts, then garrisoning Fort Warren. By them it was brought to the Potomac. The Eight Kansas carried it totheaimies of Thomas, Logan, el al. A newsboy on the street next day added the striking, if coarse, line, half humor ous, half brutal, and wholly impassion ed: We'll hang Jeff Davis to a sour apple tree As we go marching on. "With that line the John Brown song was fairly launched, and met everywhere in the Union lines the favor of the sol diery and the adoptive verdict of the people. Nothing ever replaced it. Mrs. Ho ve's "National Hymn" was sung by the camp-fire, but the rude and stirring "John Brown," first set echoing over a continent by the boy, Jerome Leonard, held its place on the march and on the battlefield until the end, and still has power to stir and rouse with associations of "deeringdo." PRESIDENT CLEVELAND. An Interesting Story ot His Young Days. Hew He Heat the Village Champion at Draughts. There comes a pleasant story to my ears of President Cleveland. It goes to show that in his younger days, before ambitious throughts began to surge througn his brain, he could not have been the sententious, phlegmatic person over whom Washington correspondents are worrying themselves to . death with bits of description just now. On one oc casion, at least, he saw the humorous side of a little episode and enjoyed a quiet laugh. You.g Mr. Cleveland "Cleve" was his title in the days I write of happened to be spending a few days at the home of a relative in a reposeful hamlet, one of those places whose placid excitements alternated among the rail road station, the meeting house, and the village store, where the mail was pigeon holed, and everything from rum and calico to fiat head nails and ginger cake were doled out. The young man's visit was during the winter, when the place was desolate and dreary enough. When he got his bearings, tired of tramping about in the snow and ice, he sometimes dropped into "Uncle Silas'," the village store. One gray-skied afternoon he came upon the regulation circle of gosips. The familiar old Franklin was blazing out its heat over in the corner, and the solons were busy ruminating and varying the monotony of their thoughts with fre quent "chaw s." One of the characters of the place was sandy-haired, small eyed, pucker-faced Ike Sanders, a prodi gious boaster, and a self-constituted au thority, from the text of the parson's last sermon to the shingling of the dilapida ted school house. This local Sir Oracle was a confirmed checker-player. Lazy and shiftless, the long winter hours were passed by him up at Uncle Silas', where from a favorite corner he watched for victims. On the afternoon that Grover entered the excitement over in the cor ner seemed to be running over. Even Uncle Silas had quitted lus seat behind the counter, and with his spectacles Eearched up among his thin locks, his ands clasped on his backbone, he stood eagerly watching the checker board. A milder-faced, middle-aged little man was nervously bent over Ike's slow and im pressive moves of the checkers. The game was close, and Sanders' opponent, no other than the village schoolmaster, had held a slight advantage; euddenly Ike surrendered one of his men to the foe, who promptly siezed the opportuni ty. Another man was yielded, and then tne trap became apparent, and the de voted dominie rushed to his ruin. "Ha-ha! ho-ho! Why, you can't play checkers any more than you can scrape the sky," was Isaac's taunt as he grasped his victory. If ye'u set down and study the board for a couple o' year yes mout win a game once in a while, but sho' yer all poor fool folks at checkers roun' here any where." The poor schoolmaster, his thin cheeks pinking with mortification, shrank back with a faint excuse for his defeat. Ike carelessly rearranged the droughts, boastfully placed the board over on the firkin, and looked up with a challenge in his eye. "Say, "Uncle Silas," he called out, "have ye got anybody else thinkin' they can play checkers here? No? Well, I guess yer haint; bo's nobody wants to try a bout with me, yes mout as well put one board away." Uncle Silas rubbed his wrinkled hand across his forehead, admitted that Isaac was a master at the game, and was making preparations to place the well-figured checkers behind him on the . desk, when the young stranger, pitying the defeated schoolmas ter, having watched the game with some interest, and inclined to attribute its loss more to nervousness than lack of skill found voice. "I say, Mr. Sanders, would you mine trying a game with me?" "With you? Sho', young fellow, you don't want to play against Ike Sanders! "Weill would be willing to try." f "Oh, come; you can't play notbin rainst. mf T'm tired of heatin' this Vil lage, anyhow. Now, take the advice f a friend and don't waste your time, young man." "I might give you some trouble, though." "Humph! you're sassy enough about it, and to take down your conceit a peg or two I'll let you have a game." Oncfi mnre the firkin -was moved into place, and the knot of spectators peered over the sholders of the contestants, and old Silas again resumed his wanted at titude. As the game advanced there was no sound in the room save the clat ter of the wooden blocks as they chang ed from square to square. The young player's black men wedged themselves boldly in among the "whites." Isaac be gan to pucker up his thin lips. Soon his fingers opened and shut nervously as his fist lay against his hip and his left foot tapped impatiently on the pine boards. His move became hastily and his manner irritable. Lookers-on took in the situation : glances of relief were interchanged, some bolder ones nudging their neighbors, and soon half-suppressed snickerings were heard. Ike "didn't know what folks ment by disturbin' the game." When a few more moves effect uall placed him in Coventry and his remnants were completely hedged he began really to understand ; his under lip dropped, and he had only voice to murmur : " Wa'al, the first game's yourn, and that's all ye kin reckon on." The sec ond game started. The result was as be fore. Ike's enemies crowded forward to see him "put down by that there young Grove Cleveland." Another and an another victory was wrested from the crestfallen Ike. When the fifth contest failed to change the tide, Sanders un able to control himself longer, dashed board and checkers to the floor and pushed his way out of the door, followed by jeers and laughter from former vic tims now become tormentors. The little schoolmaster's piping croak was not the weakest instrument in the or chestra. Young Mr. Cleveland received enthusiastic congratulations, his eyes flashing triumphantly and a smile lurk ing in the creses oi his chubby face. It is related that he only laughed quietly the next day when he heard the dictum of Mr. Isaac Sanders, which has made a good many folks in these later days rank plagiarists: "Some folks do have dod-gasted luck." Wit and Humor. A cow is a strange creature. Al though it may not always have enough to eat, it always cud eat if it chews. The artist who dresses the hair of an Irishman may hot be a Fenian head scenter. but he is barberous enough to be. If a hen fails to come up to the scratch in the morning, but defers her lay until the evening, she has something, egg-citing to cackle-late over. A current item says that a Southern women claims to have used the same rolling-pin for over sixty years, but it neglects to Btate how many husbands she has had. The profound ignorance outside of the inner circle in regard to. who is to get appointed to official positions, would in dicate that there is nothing known in Washington. While teaching in a laige school in Pennsylvania Miss Crayon had sole charge of a not particularly bright little fellow whose education had just begun. During the reading lesson one day George stumbled and came to a dead stop at the word mat. "Spell :t George," said the teacher. "M-a-t," read the boy. "Well, what is it?" "Don' know." 'Oh yes, you do," said Miss Crayon, encouragingly. "Come, now, Georgie what do you wipe your feet on ?" " Oh !" cried the litte fellow, with a long-drawn sigh of relief, "M-a I towell Marpers Bazar. De bery man whut kaint stan' good luck is de bery man whut grumbles 'case he ain't got nuihin.' Natur-tries mighty hard not ter show favors. De frost whut kills de bad ap ples, also kills de good ones. It's mighty often de little things dat puts er pusson outen humor. De sting o' er bee hu'ts wus den de bite o' er dog. Arkansas Traveler. "Won't you have another piece of pie, Mr. Featherly?" asked Booby, hospit ably. His mother was entertaining a few friends at dinner and the dessert was being discussed. "Thanks, Bobby," Featherly replied, laughingly; since you are so polite about it, I believe I will take a small piece more." "All right," said Bobby. "Now ma, remember your promise. You said if it was necessary to cut into the second pie I could have two pieces.' New York Sun. N A New Yorker tried to ride a bucking ponny in San Antonio. After several falls a bystander hinted that the New Yorker did not know how to ride. "That is the fifth time now that that horse had pitched me off," replied the victim. "I verily believe this horse has got a prejudice against me, because I am from the North. That's what is the matter." "Don't you know who I am?" asked GusDe Smith of an Austin gentleman, who has just returned from Mexico after a long absence. "Certainly I do. You are De Smith, GusDe Smith. So help me heaven if I hadn't known your Christian name I never would have recognized you, you have changed so much." An ambitious Galveston doctor was complaining about the ingratitude of the public towards his profession. He said, bitterly: "St&tesmen, generals, artists and scien tists all get monuments erected to their memory, but who ever heard of a doctor having a monument." "Why, doctor, don't y;ou count those monument) out in the' church yard? Don't they mean anything?" Moses Rabbenstein had gone to Eu rope on business, ad, of course, held a return-trip ticket. When in London he was taken dangerously ill, and for a while it looked as if Moses was going to meet his namesake. "I dond vand to die here," he moaned, "I vant to go pack home." "Do you want to die there?" asked the heartless nurse. "No, I dond vmt to tie dare neider, pud eef I haf to tie, I vant to tie ad home," groaned the careful Moses. "What difference does it make? 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Mine Irent, ven I dells you dot eff I tie in England, I lose vot I pait vor dot re durn teeget, you vill untersthant vy I voult tie so mooch happier in ter poosom oof my family." Merchant Traveler. A tailor had been elected to the legis lature and he felt his oats so consider ably that he gave up his thimble and scissors. One day a gentleman went to see him about further legislation provid ing against certain evils existing under the very nose of the law. "Can you do anything for us?" he ask ed after narrating the facts and animad verting upon the negligence of legisla tors. "Certainly I can, sir." "What will you do?" "Do? Why, sir," he said, swelling him self up in a large manner, "I'll make a law that will fit the case exactly, sir; fit ihe case exactly." "Well, I Lope so, but 3 have my doubts." "Doubts, sir? Why doubts? " he ques tioned with some show of feeling. "Simply because I never knew of your making anything to fit before you went to the legislature, and I haven't heard of any improvement since." Merchant Traveler. Curtain McClain of Houston, has had anephew at the University of Texas. Mc Clain asked the boy: "Have you been industrious during the vacation?" Student "Well I should say so. I have been attending lectures during the whole vacation." Uncle 'But the professors at the Uni vertity of Texas don't deliver any lec tures during the vecation." Student "I didn't say they did. I have been listening to lectures from the old man about the money I spent while I waB in Austin. He can beat the pro fessors when it comes to lecturing." "Jim Smith is a cottage built man." "What sort of a man js that?" "The man with only one story is called a cottage built man, and Jim has only got one." Col. Yerger and his wife are always quarreling. Yesterday she asked him: "Why are you looking at me so intent ly?" "I was just wondering what there was about you that made me want to marry you bo badly." At a social gathering in Galveston one lady said to another: "Just look how that lawyer's wife is flirting with hat man over there ! How old might she be?" "She might be twenty-hve, but she is thirty-seven." First hungry tramp: (counting up his assets and. finding a balance of three cents) "Well, I believe I'll get me a saDdwich)" Second hungry tramp: (out of funds insinuating) " Why not get two?" First tramp: (obdurate and merciless) "Oh, one's all I can eat now." Motto for bootblacks : After the rain comes the shine. Hens are very' exclusive : at least each ones likes to stick to her own set. Miss-fortunes come to some men when they get married, and they don't mind it a bit. The fellows who are waiting for the office to seek the man are getting awful ly tired. The office seeker look upon the policy adopted by the Administration as rather TJn-Civil Service Reform. Dodge City Cowboy: A few weeks ago a man assuming to be a doctor under the name of W. R. Brown, turned up at Ash land, Clark county, and immediately won the heart of Miss Clark, sister of the edi tor of the Clark County Clipper, and got married to her. It has come to light that "Doctor Brown" is a white-livered scoun drel and a first-class bigamist, Miss Clark being hia fourth living victim. He has a wife in California, and two wives in Brown county, Kansas, and his right name appears to be Charley Wilson. The "doctor" and his late wife were in Dodge j City a few days ago. He abandoned her : here and has gone to new pastures for a fifth femaleques cont. ' P. LIFE. BOOT AND SHOEMAKER, Wa-Keeney, Juiiu, THE CUSTOM OF THE PUBLIC Respectfully Solicited. Shop In North Boom of Werlich & KenhaVi stone building. A. B. JONES. PHYSICIAN & SURaEON, WA-KEENEY, KANSAS. Office on east side of Franklin street, first dooi north of Hille's Drag Store. TR. 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