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VOL. XXI. RISING SUN, CECIL COUNTY, MD., FRIDAY, JANUARY 0.1899. NO. IS.
MAKE YER GRUEL THINNER.
In these 'ere times It takes a lot to satlsfp
a fellow—
Phllcserphy to harden him, some poetry to
mellow.
Without Incouragement and sech be can
not be contented,
Ef living In his own good house or Jest In
one’s that’s rented.
The blues will come as unbeknown as per
sons out a-blkln’.
An' as ter ease and soclalnesa, they seem,
well, gone a-strlkln’.
Ah’ so It’s well to call to mind what Frank
lin said at dinner
When pressed for higher board one day—
" Jest make yer gruel thinner!”
It show’d a streak that’s well to have—
the streak, determination.
To hump along the best yer can, though
facing of starvation.
Ef honesty requires less grub, why, make
the grub bill shorter;
Ef coarse clothes keep yer credit up, then
wear ’em, as yer orter.
Fer bigger folks than us have done aome
close econermlsin’.
An’ prove It did not keep them down who
had a will fer rlsln*.
So now an’ then let’s call to mind what
Franklin said at dinner.
In answer to his hostess' greed—" Jest make
yer gruel thinner!"
—Will J. Hale, In Knoxville Sentinel.
! CAUGHT IN A STORM j
4t '|* HERE are some advantages,”
J[ said Ronald, meditatively, “in
being 11 cousin, after all.”
He addressed Angelica, who sat op
posite him. All about them was deep
blue serenity—on one hand stretching
away to meet in a line with a fainter
azure, on the other merging distantly
into long shining masses of greenish
brown rocks, with ragged cliffs tower
ing above them. Angelica’s hands were
thrust into the pockets of a provoking
reefer coat, her hat was tilted a little
forward and the breeze darted in
among her curls, tossing them merrily
about her face. She was a diminutive
person ir. all respects save two, which
two were particularly large, brilliant,
languishing, and in every way dan
gerous.
“Cut on the whole, Angelica,” added
Ronald, deliberately, “I regret that X
am in any way related to or connected
with you.’’
“Ronald!” she exclaimed, “I really
cannot aliow you to be so flattering."
“A cousin is a nondescript, variable
sort of being—at times aif absolute
stranger, at others a sort of second
hand brother —in that capacity ex
tremely useful. Of course, that is some
thing; but still—”
“1 think it’s a great deal; but I see
you arc the same us ever. You always
were a greedy little boy,” said Angelica.
“Thanks. You, on the other hand,
were rather nicer ds a little girl than
you are now—in some ways—oh! you
could still be nice if you tried.”
“If I tried? Ilowfunny! I shouldn’t
know—you see most people think”—
she regarded her shoes inquiringly.
“I dare say; but I am not ‘most pea
pie.’ I stand alone.”
“I thought you were sitting down,”
interrupted Angelica. (She certainly
was provoking to-day.) “And I wasn’t
aware that you were alone. But per
haps I don’t, count.”
“My dear, that’s the worst of it. Yon
do count, and there’s no one else In the
world who does. I just worship you.
Nan! Have I startled you?”
“Not at all,” she answered politely.
“You see they all say that or something
equivalent.” She turned her head a lit
tle and dabbled in the water with her
hand.
“Oh, yes, I know! Of course, I’m a
presumptuous fool. All the same, 1
have thought lately”—he paused and
then added: “Do you remember last
week at Cowes?”
“Yes," said Angelica, radiantly. “On
that afternoon—l don't mind telling
you, Ronald —I very seriously consid
ered falling in love with you. There ia
a yacht quite close to us,” she added,
hastily; “I considered, and after due
deliberation decided—”
“Well, Nan?”
“Not to fall in love with anyone at
all.”
“You mean—”
“Ronald, if you don’t row, how can
I steer? We don't want to be swamped.
Love is so inconvenient.”
“You’re pulling the wrong rope. I
confess I don’t quite see how—”
“Well, it doesn't always go with other
things.”
“Hut is it not worth more than—
other things?”
“Ronald,” replied Angelica, some
what irrelevantly, “have you any idea
of the price of a Paris hat?”
“The left rope again. Ah, now we’re
safe! A Taris hat, I—well, 1 have
beard that they’re something ridicu
lous.’’
“They are absolutely ridiculous.
That faet alone,” said Angelica, sol
emnly, “is enough to make any thought
of love impossible and wicked.”
“Except for anyone with a heart,
with a soul, composed in fact of any
thing but shallowness and vanity.”
“My dear boy, if you go on,” she said,
encouragingly, “you will in time make
the most accomplished flatterer of the
age. ’
“Don't jest with me, Nan. It’s noth
ing to you, perhaps, but to me it's
everything. I love you. If you knew
what the word meant,” be burst out
vehemently, “you could not sit there
coolly breaking my heart in your
hands.”
“Hush! Not co loud. Yea; I know
I'm wicked (penitently). I oughtn't to
be here with you at all. when I’-m going
to marry some one else.”
“You’te going to—Nan, is thlstrueT"
“Mr. Rathbone,” said Angelica, droop
ing. ■ "
“Are you engaged to him?"
, “He.will ask me to-night.”
“How do you know that?" curtla£ _ ,
“Oh. Ronald, don’t be so abauidi
How*do T know?” \. .. ■< •
This, was convincing.
hp’s a. consummate fool,”**M
Ronald, savagely.
“Thanks.” she murmured.
“And, moreover, he could not possi
bly love you—”
“Thanks—once more.”
“Or anyone else, except himself. But,
of course, 1 see that he has advantages.
Oh, don’t trouble to explain what they
nrel I see them. How pleased every
one will be, especially mammal It will
all be quite delightful.”
There was a silence. The sun bad
disappeared and the blue sky had
turned to gray.
“It’s not so pleasant as It was, is it?’’
inquired Angelica, presently.
“No,” shortly.
“I felt a drop of rain. Are we fat
from home, Ronald?”
“Yes: about three miles.”
“Oh. dear; Sre we? Why don’t you
turn quickly, then? Don’t you see it’s
going to be wet?”
“I thought you were steering,”
rudely.
“You might help me," she said,
plaintively, tugging at the rope.
He gave a swift stroke or two. and
they swung rouod. There were angry
masses of clouds drifting toward them
over an uneasy, ruffled sea.
“Why don’t you row faster? We
shall never get home," she exclaimed,
petulantly.
“The tide is strong and the wind is
against us. I’m doing mjf best.”
“Ronald, what was that? Oh. don’t
say it’s lightning! I'm more afraid of
it than anything in the world. Oh, lis
ten !"
There was a'subdued but silent rohr
In the distance, now dying away, now
gathering force and crackling omi
nously.
“Ronald, was that thunder?" Aid An
gelica. waveringly.
‘There is generally thunder when it
lightens,’’ he answered, with bitter sar
casm.
“But we’re out in an open boat, miles
from home or shelter of any kindl”
“I ant aware of that."
She gave a pathetic little gulp and
pressed her hands together.
“Oh —h! There’s another flush. Ron
aid—X —l’m going to faint!”
"Faint? Nonsense!” he returned,
roughly.
“Nonsense? What do you mean, Mr
Grant? How dare you? I suppose 1
have a right to faint if l choose? I—
ah!”
Crash, rattle, rattle, bang, C-r-c-c-k!
“Put that over you,” said Ronald,
sternly, wrapping her in his mackin
tosh coat.
“But it doesn’t, rain, and that make*
it m—much more dangerous.d—doesn’t
it, Ronald?”
“Much more,” he answered, mercl
iessly.
“Oh! how can. you be so heartless
and cruel?" she mount'd. “You don’t
care how much I suffer! Men are al
ways like that—”
“And women never, of course,” put in
Ronald, with quiet irony.
“Oh, don’t—don't be so bard! I
know I'm a wicked girl, and this is to
punish me!” A vivid gleam shot up to
the heavens and something seemed to
burst over their heads. "Oh, Ronald!
(in a frenzy of terror) save me, save
me! Oh, let us die together! I love
you, oh, you know I do! Don't look at
me so coldly; forgive me, oh, forgive
me, Rona'.d!” Angelica hid her face in
the cushion* and sobbed.
“I can better afford to die with you.
dear, than to live without you,” said
Ronald, tenderly. There was a suspi
cious twitching about hit mouth, but
-be mastered hitnself heroically, and It
did not become a smile.
A silence followed. The thunder
rolled and tumbled away to the west,
and presently there was a gleam more
brilliant than any before.
“What’s that awful light?" moaned
Angelica.
“Iyook, dear. It’s the sun.”
“The sun!” She started up in eon
sternal ion. “It can'< be, Ronald (in
dignantly)). Do you mean to tell me
the storm is over?”
“I think it’s passed by. You seem an
royed. Aren't you glad we’re out ol
danger?"
“Yes—yes, of course. Only I thought' -
haughtily—“perhaps now. Mr. Grant
you will take me home?”
“Ye*. I’ll take you home. Nan. They'll
be surprised, won’t they, at our news?”
“News? What do you mean ?”gasped
Angelica.
“I think you know." There wae no
mistake about bis smile now..
“Ronald,” she said, pathetically
“Now, you’re not going to be tire
some?"
“Nan," he answered, gravely. "1 do
hope not. But, of course, a lifetime If
* severe test."
“You know It was only because I wee
so frightened. WV a mean advantage—
it’s ungentlemanly"—her voice died
away weakly. •>
Ronald (provoklngly)— Are you quite
•tire you didn’t, mean all you said?
Angelica (tearfully)—Xt’a so absurd!
Mamma will be so angry.—Mary Mae
lean, in London Answer*.
Not Oallt;.
Miss Asenath Harper la “getting
along In years.” a fact which she ia un
willing to accept. She wears very
youthful clothes; in fact, she has been
described by a wnglsh neighbor as
“sheep dressed lamb fashion." And
sometimes when the world pushes her
into the niche where it thinks she be
longs. Miss Asenath rebels. One day
she wax talking merrily with a party
of young girla. Her cheeks were pink
and her little curl* fluttering. She
laughed a gTeat deal. “O Mias Asenath.”
at last exclaimed one of the girls, inno
cently, “how gay you must have been I"
“Have been!” repeated the lady, indig
nantly. "Have been! Well. I’d have
you know I’m not a centurion yet!”—
Youth's Companion.
ft
Both Were fc
Lady (to trampl-rJto. 1 shall not rive
you anything. Yon look strong and
well able.to work.
Tranjp-rAh. mum. you shouldn't
judge people by tbelr look*; 1 thought
you looked'a kind-hearted lady.—Btray !
Stories.
| MR. PARKER"
•<■
IT WAS during the period when, at
certuin German baths, the visitors
were of all nationalities. Such are the
baths where the tedium of the cure is
enlivened by the various games of
chance. At the particular time of
wnich I write Ilomburg was crowded,
and, although the season could scarce
ly be said fairly to have begun, it was
rumored and believed (even upon the
authority of the newspapers) that
Count It , an Italian nobleman, had
lost the whole of his inheritance, some
where in the neighborhood of a million
lire. Hut the count kept his head, and
so regained the greater part of bis for
tune, which bad been won from him
by a French actress to whom he was
devoted. He married the actress, and
thus got his revenge.
Among the visitors to Homburg, a
young married couple, Mr. and Mrs.
Parker—who, according to the register,
were direct from London attracted
great attention. Mr. Parker was a man
of remarkably elegant manners. He
was tall, well built, blond, in short a
splendid representative of the English
gentleman. He had large, dreamy blue
eyes, and a remarkably fine set of teeth,
most of which he displayed when his
iips parted in a smile. From which
it will be gathered that his mouth was
not small.
Mrs. Parker, on the occasion of her
first appearance on the promenade, hod
attracted the attention, the surprise,
and, it must be confessed, the envy
of the rest of the ladies. They main
tained, in opposition to the men, that
all the credit for Mrs. Parker's appear
ance should be given to the wonder
ful skill of Eug'.ish tailors, who could
transform such a figure as Mrs. Parker
evidently naturally possessed into that
of a Juno. Mr. Parker, on the other
hand (so, at least, the ladies main
tained), was so splendidly developed
that he did not need to depend on the
art and skill of his tailor. Those ladies
who had seen Mrs. Parker bathing told
wonderful stories of her marvelous red
brown hair, which hung in profusion
below her waist, and which, when dry
ing in the sun, shone like burnished
gold. The fact that the lady had a
small mole on her neck was no longer
a secret after the third day of her stay
at Homburg.
Mr. Parker'had the greatest contempt
for gambling in which he could not
be tempted to indulge, and he took no
interest in the gambling table, while
heattracted attention by the regularity
with which he devoted himself to pis
tol practice in the southern part of the
hotel grounds. By the second day all
the visitors had heard wonderful stories
of his marvelous skill.
Mr. Parker confessed to two weak
nesses elephant hunting and—
philanthropy. To the former he was
so devoted that he passed a part of
each year in India. His philanthropic
undertakings found employment for
him during the winter. He spoke of
an orphanage which he had foundedand
endowed at Hamarby, county of York,
England, and made no secret of the fact
that it was his pet life scheme to fur
ther its interests. To that end he de
voted much time and a considerable
part of his fortune. When speaking of
the matter be was inclined to underrate
the sacrifices he made, and he treated
as trifling the money which he devoted
to the development of the orphanage.
His daily pistol practice he contin
ued without interruption. Ti did not
incommode him in the least when the
visitors crowded around to witness his
skill. Of their applause he took no no
tice, nor did be allow himself to be
drawn into anything approaching an
exhibition.
A certain trifling service which a
young baron had the opportunity of
rendering to Mrs. Parker gave the
youthful nobleman the chanoe of mak
ing the acquaintance of the beautiful
Englishwoman. Three weeks before,
the baron In question has arrived in
Homburg, accompanied by his mother.
The object of his visit was to restore
bis health, which had been completely
undermined by his fast life. His
mother, a prematurely aged woman,
was absolutely devoted to her boy, and
showed her devotion most touchingly,
but the son had a by no means agree
able time. In the first place the diver
sions in Homburg were not. according
to his ideas, numerous, and besides,
under the watchful eye of a doting
mother, he found himself considerably
trammeled. He had managed on the
quiet to play a little, and that with suc
cess. and in a quarter of an hour be bad
won a sum which to such a young fel
low was a small fortune. Only Mrs.
Parker, to whom at the second meet
ing he had, boylike, opened his.heart,
knew how much he had won. The
whole affair was carefully kept secret
from the mother.
The baron was most devoted in his
attention to Mrs. Parker, and showed
quite plainly that he had fallen a vic
tim to her charms. The lady herself,
who took not the slightest Interest in
her husband's pistol shooting, accepted
the advances of the baron very readily.
She was seen with him a great deal, and
his elegant Ollendorf English seemed
to afford her much pleasure. As she
was rarely seen with her husband, the
rest of the ladies became scandalized in
a very short time. The admiration
which Mrs. Parker had at first excited
gave place to mild contempt, and there
was much shrugging of shoulders
among the women. The men, instead
of referring to Mr. Parker asa devilish
nice chap, began to say: HA most re
markable husband." fpr he alom
seemed to have no suspicion of wh.v
was happening, and quietly continue!
bis pistol practice.
Tne catastrophe followed soon
than was generally expected In t>
eyes of Homburg Mrs. Parker had cor
promised herself. An uglv rumo -
started one evening. had by iefallen
I lug morning grown, as such rumors
■ will grow. Everybody heard it, and,
last of all, the wronged husband. He
I did what any other man would have
done in his place—challenged theyoung
t German to a 'duel with pistols. The
, baron, who was unable to explain to his
own satisfaction how he had been enp
| riveted by the graces of Mrs. Parker,
, found himself in a lamentable quan
, dary. A challenge from Mr. Parker he
well knew was equivalent to a death
| sentence, or at least a very close shave.
( Should the Englishman Insist on. the
duel there was no doubt as to the re
sult. He thought the matter over very
I carefully, and was suddenly filled with
great concern as to the effect which
his death would have upon his widowed
| mother, and, being desirous above all
things of sparing her, he persuaded two
cf his friends, who happened to be in
Homburg at the time, to seek out and
I try to pacify the offended husband.
Mr. Parker received the gentlemen
with all the polished politeness of a
1 man of the world. * v
“Gentlemen,” said Mr. Parker, cold
; Iy. in French, “I really fail to under
stand the object of your visit. Surely
the details of this matter have been
discussed at sufficient length! Nothing
more remains to be said.”
“You are right, sir,” replied the elder
of the two ambassadors, “but we have
come trusting to your tenderness of
heart, and we are sure you will not be
able to turn a deaf ear to our plea. We
have come to appeal to you, noton be
half of the baron, but for the sake of his
mother, to whom he is all in all, and
who will certainly die of grief if any
thing happens to her ideal. We ask you
to agree to other terms. Would you poi
son and curtail the life of a weak wom
an? Think of your own mother.”
Then the speaker explained at length
to Mr. Parker that the baron was the
last male representative of his line, the
last of a famous house, and that the
tumor, even, of the approaching duel
might cause the mother’s death.
Mr, Parker listened with quiet dig
nity, and when the gentleman closed
with a warm appeal to his goodness of
heart, the Englishman rose, and with
out losing any of his dignity, or relax
ing his severity of expression, said:
“I will not have the death of the
mother on my conscience; just give me
time to think of some way out of this.
I will write to you to-morrow.”
The two callers took leave, after hav
ing overwhelmed Mr. Parker with
words of gratitude for his magnanim
ity. Their thanks seemed to embarrass
him, for as he held out his hand his eyes
modestly sought the floor.
Next morning the gentlemen received
the following letter:
"Dear Sirs—
“ You appealed to my sympathy. As
I said to you yesterday, I will not be
guilty of depriving the mother of her
son, and T do not think that in Hom
burg there could be two opinions as to
what would be the outcome of the duel
which was to have taken place between
the baron and me. I withdraw the
challenge. In return for this I expect
the baron to pay over to my orphans
such a sum as he may himself deter
mine. At the same time I take it for
grafted that he values his young life
at, at least £ 1,000. Will you have the
goodness to make this known to the
baron?
"Finally, gentlemen, I must lay par
ticular sireis on the fact that, as I
leave Homburg to-morrow morning, I
shall have to lay upon you the condi
tion, as men of honor, to clear up any
misunderstanding which may arise as
to the cause of my having backed out
of the duel. I trust to your fairness to
justify me wherever and whenever you
shall find it necessary or advisable.”
On the following day Mr. Parker re
ceived from the baron a letter of regret
and apology, and a check for £ 1,200.
The promise was also made to send
more as soon as the writer should be in
a position to do so. The £1,200 sent
was all that he had in hand at that mo
ment.
Mr. and Mrs. Parker at once left
Homburg, and on the following day a
new scandal occupied the minds and
wagged the tongues of the visitors.
The baron. It is scarcely necessary to
say, speedily quitted Ilomburg, as he
had no wish to keep alive the story of
his misfortune and of Mr. Parker’s
magnanimity. He succeeded, strange
as it may seem, in hiding all knowledge
of the affair from his mother. The
£1,200 with which he had bought his
life was pretty nearly the amount he
had won at the gambling table.
He did not forget Ms promise to Mr.
Parker, and a few years later, when he
came into possession of his estates, he
sent a check for £3OO to the trustees,
orphanage of Ilamarby, York. Strange
to say, the letter came back unopened,
but the envelope was covered with notes
which gave the following Information:
The so-called Parker orphanage at
Hamarby had formerly consisted of a
tumbled-down hovel inhabited by an
old woman and a cripple, but at the
time of writing nothing but the ruins
remained. Parker, who was a well
known swindler, had, two years previ
ously, escaped arresrt by flight- With
him had fled his beloved Mary Cowen,
his accomplice.
Six years after the Homburg incident
I happened to drop into a circus in the
fair at Lutritz. At the beginning of the
second turn a tall, well-built man, got
up asa Tyrolese peasant with a rlfleover
his shoulder, came out, followed by a
woman who, although no longer young, ,
had a magnificent figure. She acted as
page, and carried a case of elegant pis
tols. She held a piece of paper in her
hand while the Tyrolese aimed at it.
Then she put a pipe between her lips,
and the artist shot the pipe away. The ,
page was none other than the beautiful j
woman who hnd been the cynosure of !
all eyes at Hombnrg; the Tyrolese who
showed such dexterity was Mr. Parker,
the former president of the board of
trustees of the orphanage at Hamarby.
—Translated from the German of Paul
von Schcntban for the International I
X agazinc.
AN AGUADORES MULE.
On# of Gen. Duflleld's Stubborn ilenntn
Hade a Weak Han of a Hardy
Soldier.
One day a corporal by the name of
Jack De Forrest weDt to Gen. Duflield
and asked him for a mule to ride over
to El Paso, about eight miles from
camp, to get some tobacco.
“Well, my boy,” replied the general,
“yV)u can take the mule if you will
promise to bring him back.”
The corporal's sense of honor was of
fended immediately. “Why, certainly,
general; I will return him within two
hours.”
The general bowed and smiled his
characteristic smile, but said nothing
more, and the young man went off to
the corral and, after selecting a small j
gray beast with very large ears and very
little tail, he succeeded in lassoing him,
and after securing his rope in the shape
of a bridle, jumped on his back and rode
off down the hill ata brisk pace, as hap
py and gay as a blueeoat could possibly
be on a bright, sunny day in Cuba. As
he rode along under the scanty shade
of the palmetto trees, through the chap
paral and royal palms, he sang snatches
of patriotic songs and whistled “Yan
kee Doodle" and “There’ll be a Hot
Time,” until he reached his destination.
The town is built on two cross roads,
the one leading from Santiago to
Siboney and the other is the bog road
from El Caney to Aguadores.
When Jack had purchased his “smok
in’ ” and “sassed” the “refugs,” he went
back to his mule, which was quietly
eating Ceiba bark from the small puny
hands of a reeoncentrado child, and
when the corporal gently- stroked his
head and called him a “good mule” and
a “fine trotter," “one of the best ani
mals ever created,” that docile beast
switched his tail in an appreciative
way and looked wise. Alas for the cor
poral's flatteryl It turned the mule’s
head. No sooner had his dignity
mounted upon the back of this “good
mule” than his rear legs went up in the
air and Jack landed in a small, muddy
bog hole head first. Of course, the cor
poral climbed out, patted the mule on
the head and thanked him for the cour
teous manner in which he had treated
him. “To cuss a stubborn mule will
make him wuss," an old southerner had
told him, and he used all his powers of
tact and delicacy to show the conceited
beast that he (Jack) was not at all
angry with him for upsetting him, con
soling himself with the fact that it
must have been the result of a Cuban
gnat bite. Once more did the young
and brave soldier mount his gallant
steed, and turning the long neck
towards camp, the two trotted off at a
lively gait, much to the amusement of
the curious crowd left behind who had
gathered to see the “throw.”
Jack though this trouble was all over,
and joyfully took a chew of his weed,
recently purchased. At the intersec
tion of the Aguadores road, a strange
fancy took possession of the “fine trot
ter" and with a triumphant whirl he
started off at a dead gallop towards the
last scene of the Spanish-American war.
In vain did the corporal cogitate with
the strong-headed beast. In vain did he
remind him that the Cuban sun was
sinking fast, and that if they did not
return that he (Mr. Mule) would miss
his supper, and that he (Jack) would be
court-martialed. This only increased
the gait of his noble nibs into a terrific
gallop, which obliged Jack to “lay over”
and “hold fast” on the “starboard side,”
for fear of “keeling.” Soldiers at the
side of the the two os they
passed, but the mule desregarded their :
words of passing welcome. Guards ,
with fixed bay onets on their guns had j
no terrors for this “good mule,” and up
and down hill and dale they flew as if
a Spanish body of cavalry were pursu
ing them. Jack in his flight was obliged
to be dragged through a Cuban grave
yard, and saw the bodies of persons
floating on the tops of the watery
graves. The mule did not stop long
enough, however, to allow him to take
their names off the headboards in order
ho report the matter. They were near
ing the ocean, and the thundering roar
of the breakers could be heard distict- 1
ly. “Would that blankety blank mule
never stop?” thought the now terrified
Jack.
Out upon the beach the noble animal
rushed, and dashing forward to the |
edge of the rolling surf, he stopped
much in the same manner a street car ,
does when the brakes are applied sud- ]
denly. Five minutes later there
emerged a thoroughbred liaptist from ,
the ocean in the shape of a dripping <
corporal belonging to the Seventh ]
Massachusetts, with an awful vow on ]
his lips to take that d d mule back to
Gen. Duflield dead or alive. He did;
but it was six o’clock next morning
when the general, standing in front of
his tent, saw coming up the hill a de
jected corporal wearily leadings small |
gray mule by a long rope. Jack sa
luted the general and said in a faint
voice: “If you please, sir, I brough him j
back." and dropping the rope, he gave j
a savnge look at the now docile beast j
and hurried off to his quarters.—Toledo t
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A Pleasant Reminder.
“I’m afraid that if you marry my
daughter she’ll learn to forget me.” J *
“If you feel that way you might let !
her see your name on a check nbout .
once a month." —Town Topics.
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A Self-Interested Proscription.
Uncle-Erastus—Want to know how
to cure that wart, sonny? Take a dime
in’ throw it over your shoulder an’
walk away. You mustn't look after it,
an' you mustn't know where it went.
Charlie—Well, I guess I’ll try it some
other time, uncle. If I threw it over
my shoulder while you were around
I’m afraid 1 would know where it had
gone.—Harlem Life.
Hard to Find.
“Why has she never married?"
“She insisted that she would only
marry a hero.”
! “Well, they are not so very hard to
find. There’s a good deal of heroism
in this world.”
“Yes; but she wants a hero with
money.”
“Oh, that’s different. Two ideals in
one.”—Chicago Post.
Before and After.
Like a candidate for office Is the man who
loves a maid;
He Is free to promise everything before;
And, likewise, after taking, he forgets the
part he played.
Nor Is under obligations any more.
—Chicago Daily News.
a scheme: that failed.
Hotel Clerk—Ah, on your wedding
tour, I suppose?
Guest—Quite right; but we must
nevertheless insist upon having u first
class dinner. —Fliegende Blatter.
Crowded Out.
He never told his love because
Her lively tongue made such a din
That, though he much desired a pause.
He found no chance the girl to win.
—Chicago Tribune.
Practical Remedy.
Caller (with manuscript)—Then you
can’t use the poem? May I ask what
ails it?
Editor —Well, it lacks what might bo
called the true poetic fire.
Caller—Couldn't that be—ah—im
parted it in some way?
Editor—Well, you might try sticking
it in the stove.—Chicago Tribune.
Revised to Salt.
“My motto,” said the new boarder,
“is to pay as you go."
Tlie landlady shook her head.
“it wouldn’t do in my business,” she
said. “A man might hang around a
month and then forget liis motto.
My motto is pay Saturday night or
go.”—N. Y. Journal.
Couldn't Translate It.
“Is that your baby?” asked the in
terested party. “What a cute little
child! What is he saying now?”
“I don’t know,” replied the perplexed
father. “You see, his mother carries
the code book.” —Philadelphia North
American.
Paul Perry, of Columbns, Ga , suffered
agony for thirty years, ami then cured his
Piles by using DeWitt’s Witch Hazel
Salve. It heals injuries and skin diseases
like magic. Eli T. Reynolds.
The Height of Cruelty.
Benedict —A man out west has been
severely punished for having five wives. '
Bachelor—What 1 You don’t mean to
say that he was compelled to live with
all of ’em?—Yonkers Statesman.
Too Short for Comfort.
Mrs. Benham—Was it a short or
long sermon?
Benham—Short, I guess; I don’t feel
ss if I had had enough sleep.—Town
Tonics.
Hard on Jones.
They met In * cafe.
“Ever take anything?” queried-
Smith.
“Oh, yes, occasionally," replied
Jones, with the happy air usually worn
by a man who accepts on invitation.
“Well,” pursued Smith, as he tossed
off a cocktail while Jones looked on,
“you ought to quit it. It’s a very bad:
habit and will be the death of you. So
long.”— Journal.
Sungesta Itself.
Amateur Scientist—Can you explain
to me the reason why so many people
become insane?
Guyer—The answer ought to sug
gest itself—they have no reason.—
Philadelphia Call.
To insure a happy new year, keep the
liver clear and the body vigorous hv using
DeWitt’s Little Early Risers, the famous
little pills for constipation and liver
troubles. Eli T. Reynolds.
So Sarcastic.
Willie —I once knew a girl who near
ly died from ice cream poisoning.
Nellie—The very idea! I would never
have dreamed of such a thing happen
ing to a girl of your acquaintance.—ln
dianapolis Journal.
Very Green.
She—Did your grandfuther live to a
green old age?
He—Well, I should say sol ne was
buncoed three times after he was 70.
Harlem Life.
Not Untimely.
The Friend—And did no physician
attend your husband during bis last
illness?
The Widow —No; poor John died a,
natural death. —N. Y. Journal.
One Minute Cough Cure, cures.
That is what It was made tor.