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Things That Are Happening
Netos Gleanings and Thoughts They ‘Bring
TAFT TURNS WINE GLASS DOWN.
President-Elect Is “Not Going to Drink Anything
Again, Ever.’’
Special to The Washington Post.
New York, Nov. 28. —A special from Hot Springs
to the World says:
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Comment was made at a small dinner last night
on the fact that Mr. Taft’s wine glass was turned
down.
“Yes, and it is going to stay turned down,” he
said. “I am not going to drink anything again,
ever. ’ ’
“You never did drink enough so that any one
could notice it,” said a boyhood friend present.
An organization invited Mr. Taft to a banquet
“any time before you are inaugurated.”
“What is the matter with these people?” the
President-elect exclaimed. “Do they think I am
going to be any different after I am inaugurated?”
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THE ENFORCEMENT OF PROHIBITION.
The Georgia prohibition law has been before the
Appellate Court in several cases lately. They have
decided some things that are quite important. Among
them are the following:
1. They have decided that any drink containing
4 per cent of alcohol is prohibited by the act of
1907. They decline to say that a smaller percentum
may not be found to be within the condemnation of
the prohibition law. The question of the exact
quantity that may be tolerated has not yet been
settled.
2. They define “intoxication” to be any effect on
the brain produced by the drink that will so far
affect the operations of the mind as to attract the
notice of other people. This, of course, is not the
words of the opinion, but it is the definition in its
last analysis.
3. They have decided that a city may impose a
penalty for keeping liquor on hand for the purpose
of selling it; that is, for keeping a blind tiger,
which, by the way, the court incidentally defines,
and a person may be convicted for keeping it for
sale without proving any actual sales.
4. They have decided that cities cannot collect a
license fee for the sale of near beer from Confed
erate veterans who have been exempted from pay-'
ment of all business licenses. Here is a place where
our law needs some fixing. And needs it badly.
5. Near beer will have to be prohibited. The
temptations and the opportunities for violating the
law are far too frequent and too great to be allowed
to remain as they are. Every place that sells near
beer easily disguises a blind tiger.
PRESIDENT’S ESCAPES.
Two messenger boys on bicycles narrowly missed
running down President Roosevelt while he was
walking from the National Theater to the White
House.
Sunday, November 22, while on his way to church,
the President narrowly escaped being run over by a
negro boy on a bicycle. The boy was arrested.
Sunday, November 29, the President stopped at
Fifteenth street and Rhode Island avenue to wave
•his hand at some children, when the mud guard of
an automobile belonging to David W. Reinohl grazed
him.
On Wednesday, December 2, the wrecking of the
President’s carriage was averted only by the prompt
action of Lieut. Lyons, who threw the horses draw
a hose cart, just as they were about to dash
into the lighter- vehicle.
The above news item from the Washington Post
tends to remind us how thoroughly our President
prepare himself for every undertaking.
We may expect some thrilling escapades, some
marvelous hair-breadth escapes and all manner of
wonderful stunts pending his departure for the
wilds of Africa.
The Golden Age for December 10, 1908.
CHIEF ON THE CAMPAIGN.
“This has been the most wonderful campaign in
the history of Atlanta,” said the chief Thursday
morning. “I have never before heard of anything
like it, and I don’t suppose such another campaign
will be known again. And I consider it remarkable
that such good order prevailed. Because of the
nature of the campaign and the feeling exhibited, it
was generally feared that serious trouble might re
sult, but, notwithstanding all of this and the great
crowds that collected, the campaign and the election
passed off just as peacefully as though there had
been no contest at all. There were no serious fights
nor clashes, and, at the critical moment, everybody
seemed to be in a good humor and there was no
semblance of trouble.”
This speech from Chief Jennings shows the effect
of prohibition in Atlanta in spite of “near beer”
and blind tigers, and Uncle Sam’s auction at the
Custom House, which is Federal territory, in the
heart of Atlanta.
An Outrage.
That selling of whiskey by the United States
marshal, by the way, is an outrage and Uncle Sam
ought to be ashamed of himself to take advantage
of a legal technicality and deliberately run over
Georgia’s prohibition law.
HOWARD-WEAVER.
Rev. Marion S. Weaver, prominent educator and
Baptist minister of Lexington, was united in mar
riage to Miss Hattie Howard, of Bowling Green,
Oglethorpe county, December 2, 1902.
Mrs. Weaver is a young woman of splendid at
tainments and popular among her large circle of
friends, and a daughter of the late William Howard,
who was a prominent man in the county’s politics
and business affairs “before the war.”
The notice above given, will touch a tender spot
in the hearts of the joys who were at Penfield in the
last year of the sixties. Who among them then did
not love “Judge” Weaver? And who among those,
who now survive, will not rejoice with him in this
new happiness?
His bride is a kinswoman of Congressman How
ard. They both belong to that distinguished family
of Howards that have ornamented the citizenry of
Oglethorpe county for a hundred years. We be
speak for Mr. and Mrs. Weaver the richest favors
for time and eternity of the Lord and Master, whom
they love.
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A CARGO OF 5,000 CATS.
Japan, it seems, is infested with rats, and the
reason is explained by a Paris contemporary, viz.,
that the Japanese cats, which are not prolific, are
pampered to an extraordinary degree. During tile
last few days, the chronicler proceeds, a ship has
left one of the principal German ports with 5,000
cats on board. These on arrival are to be settled in
the various maritime towns of the Mikado’s do
minions, and we further learn that the present con
signment of cats is to be followed by four others
each of 5,000. The name of the principal German
port is not given.—London Globe.
If, from long and arduous labor, your nervous
system had become unstrung; if you were suffering
■with insomnia and on the verge of a general col
lapse; and the family doctor had advised a sea
voyage, absolute rest and quiet, and you had taken
passage on this boat, wouldn’t it have “jarred
you ? ’’
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A SUGGESTIVE LAPSE OF MEMORY.
“Tommy,” said the hosiess, “you appear to be
in deep thought.”
“Yes’m,” replied Tommy; “ma told me some
thin’ to say if you should ask me to have some
cake or anything, an’ I bin here so long now I
forgit what it was.”
'Rest Squibs for 'Busy People.
THE LANDSLIDE.
(The following lines appear in Mr. Bryan’s Com
moner. Possibly they express the feelings of some
other people as well.) a
I thought we had ’em beaten
To a frazzle, so I did;
But I found I was mistaken
When the
landslide
slid.
I figgered we would beat ’em
Every turning of the road,
But I missed my computation
When the
landslide
slode.
My multiplying table
Must have put me to the bad,
For I was bumped a plenty
When the
landslide
slad.
When I awoke a Wednesday
And all the wreckage viewed,
What I saw was a plenty
When the
landslide
slewed.
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HAD FORTUNE, BUT NO SOCKS.
Aaron B. Buttock, an eccentric New Britain,
Conn., man, who died last month, left nearly a
quarter of a million dollars, according to his will.
He didn’t believe in wearing socks, and for half a
century, it is said, was sockless. —New York World.
If this man’s eccentricities had led him to dis
pense with a few more unnecessary articles of
wearing- apparel. Jno. D. would have had a close
competitor for first place.
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A well known Brooklyn clergyman in a talk to
his Sunday school urged the children to speak to
him whenever they met. The next day a dirty
faced urchin accosted him in the street with: “How
do, Doc?”
The clergyman stopped and cordially inquired,
“And who are you, sir?”
“I’m one of your little lambs,” replied the boy,
affably. “Fine day!” And, tilting his hat to the
back of his head, he swaggered off, leaving the
worthy divine speechless with amazement.
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SOMEBODY’S BOY.
When you’re trying to snooze, and your nerves are
on edge,
And the sea makes you frightfully ill,
And somebody’s boy blows a horn in your ear,
Just remember—Thou shalt not kill!
NON SEQUITUR.
Tommy, very sleepy, was saying his prayers.
“Now I lay me down to sleep,” he began. “I pray
the Lod my soul to keep.”
“ ‘lf,’ ” his mother prompted.
“If he hollers let him go, enny, meny, minny,
mo! ”
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THE BEST MEDICINES.
Joy and Temperance and Repose
Slam the door on the doctor’s nose.
“So,” remarked the boyhood friend, “you are in
the swim.”
“Mother and the girls think I am,” answered Mr.
( umrox, “but my personal feelings are those of a
man who has fallen overboard and ought to be hol
lering for help.”
