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The colored citizens are beginning
to be reckoned with in various public
endeavors This is well brought out
by the employment of Paul W. Walk
er by the G A. R. Committee in pre
paring for the encampment. Our co
operation in such matters sooner or
latter brings an increased respect for
our ability and helps to efface bitter
feeling. Such citizens as Mr. Walk
er will bring credit upon us and we
would dr well to have that kind of
men act for us on all such occasions.
TRAMP READY WITH RETORT.
Left Church After Venomous "Dig" at
F. Augustus Heinze, the young cop
per magnate, was describing a some
what unseemly quarrel that had wag
ed between two copper men.
"The thing reminded me,” he said
"of an Incident that occurred In my
boyhood in a little Brooklyn church.
“There was a rough and ready, ab
rupt sort of a preacher, preaching In
this church one winter evening, when
the door opened and a drunken tramp
thrust in his head.
"Everybody turned and looked at
the tramp. His unkempt head alone
was visible. It wagged and leered.
” 'Come in.’ said the preacher In
bis abrupt way. ‘Come in and bear
"The tramp grinned awkwardly,
and In silence accepted the Invitation.
He lurched down ihe jlale. .between
THE STATESMAN, DENVER, COLORADO.
the rows of clean and quiet people,
and took a seat In the amen corner,
beside the big, red hot, cast iron
"There he sat, a picture of wretch
edness and depravity, and the minis
ter preached eloquently on.
“As bad luck would have It, the
stove soon proved too much for the
tramp. It made him ill. This illness
outraged the preacher
“ ‘Put him out/ he shouted. ‘Dea
con Brodie, put that swine out at
“The tramp did not wait to be put
out. He rose at once and staggered
to the door. In the doorway he paus
ed, clapped on his hat, waved his
hand to the congregation, and said:
" ‘Such preachin’ as that is enough
to make a dog sick.’ ” —Buffalo En
"SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE."
Popular Rhyme That Haa Ita Origin
The Rev, John Howard, a Liverpool
minister, recently explained the "Song
of Sixpence" to bis parishioners, and
gave an Interesting exposition of folk
lore, as follows; "Perhaps many who
often repeat ‘Sing a Song of Sixpence’
have never heard this explanation of
Its meaning: The four-and-twenty
blackbirds represent the four-and
twenty hours. The bottom of the pie
Is the world, while the top crust is the
sky which overreached It. The open
ing of the pie Is the day dawn, when
the birds begin to sing, and surely
such a sight Is fit for a king. The
king, who Is represented as sitting In
his carlor counting his money, Is the
sun. while the gold pieces which slip
through his fingers as he counts them
are the golden sunshine. The queen
is the moon and the honey with which
she regales herself is the moonlight.
The industrious maid who Is In the
garden at work before the sun has
risen is the day dawn, and the clothes
she hangs out are the clouds, while
the bird who so tragically ends the
song by ‘nipping off her nose’ is fhe
hour of sunset.” —Boston Transcript.
“And you will wait for me, darling?”
whispered the hero.
The heroine studied the floor for a
moment, then looked up with a glance
that conveyed the Impression that she
“You will wait for me?" the hero
No, gentle reader. Don't get all
stirred up and fancy that the hero was
off for the wars to wrest fame and
glory on the hotly contested field, or
was about to plunge head first Into the
maelstrom of business to wrench
wealth from the grasping hands of the
world, and then after many years
come back and lay his honors and his
fortune at the feet of this fair young
Idol of his affections. Keep cool, and
listen to her.
“I'll wait a little while, Percy," the
heroine remarked, “but if you can't
get here by 7 o’clock 1 11 go on down to
the church social with pa anil ma. and
you can come up there to take me
home. It’s a shame you have to work
after closing hours. Isn't It?”
Bear Tries to Lift Deer From Water.
VV. M. Kennedy, who has been Ir
the lumbering business for a numbe
of years past, tells of sccirg a bea:
try to lift a live deer from the Ms
When he discovered them, the bea
had hold of the young buck's hea
with his teeth was hanging or
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hard with the aid of his claws. The
deer swam for the shore, carrying (he
weight of the bear, but he swam di
rectly Into a trap In the crotch that
was made by the boom.
The bear made frantic efforts to pet
onto the logs and pull the deer afier
him. But the weight was too much
The bear was dispatched by Mr. Ken
Spend Money to Save Timber.
To pave 70.000 acres of standing
timber which is held under a twenty
year lease from Idaho the Weycr*
haueser syndicate, of Seattle and Min
neapolis, is constructing a $2.000.0C0
railroad from Palouse, Wash . into the
heart of the Idaho timber district, a
distance of seventy miles.
Experiment in Labor.
Five men have left England for
South Africa to demonstrate whether
white men can do the work of Chlmse
In the mines. Their Journey Is the
outcome of a controversy between
two members of Parliament.
Nothing Left but the Bark.
"He belongs to one of our oldest
families, but he Is a consumptive. He
"Yes; he says nil he ever got from
the family tree was the bark."
Pride in Work the Incentive.
To feel within one’* the tenden
cy toward a certain line of production,
lo learn the trade, I. e., submit the
brain to the accumulated stimulus of
that line of production -to feel the
racial skill begin to flow through one’s
Angers—to do the thing well—better —
best and then, still unsatisfied. to re
lieve the pressure by«ew Invention of
ways even better than the best—that
is the natural sensation of the pro
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