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VOLUME VI.
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n o ao unardianship... 4 50
Dismission from Administration 5 00
do do Guardianship 500
heave to sell Land 4 50
Application for Homestead 2 00
Notice to Debtors and Creditors 4 00
Kales of Land, etc., per square 4 00
do Perishable property, 10 days... 175
Foreclosure of Mortgage, each time 1 00
Ertmy Notice, 30 days . 350
Divorces, mu to perfect service ' 8 00
Published ever)' Thursday morning at East
man, Georgia, where all communications
ihould he addressed.
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CRange f Schedule n the 31,
& It. It, St.
Eastman, Ga., March 1, 1878.
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Niorrr down express passenger and mate.
Leave Macon 7:30 pm
Arrive at Eastman 10:51 pm
Arrive at Jesup 3:55 am
Arrive til Brunswick 6:45 a m
nioht up expbehs passenger and maid.
heave Brunswick 7:00 p m
Arrive at Jesup 9:50 p m
Arrive at Eastman 3:02 a m
Arrive at Macon 6:35 a m
down day freight and ACCOMMODATION,
heave Macon (Sundays excepted).. 7:30 aAt
Arrive at Eastman 11:57 pm
Airive at Jesup 6:31 p m
UP DAY FREIGHT AND ACCOMMODATION.
[jeave Jesup ( Sundays excepted) 6:00 a m
Arrive at Eastman 12:43 p m
Arrive at Macon 5:10 pm
Time of Holding Court in Oco
nee Circuit.
TWIGGS COUNTY.
First Mondays in March and September.
DOOLY COUNTY.
Seooiu- Moud iys in March and September,
ith terms of two weeks.
WILCOX COUNTY.
Fourth Mondays in March uud September.
IRWIN COUNTY.
Friday after the fourth Mondays in March
rid September.
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MISCELLANY.
A CHILD’S WORK.
A Short Temperance Sketch.
BY EGLANTINE
Tin* people of Loda had organized a
temperance society, and the work was
being carried bravely on. Every even
ing the great hall was filled, and many
signed the pledge. Still there, as ev
erywhere, were many who sorely
needed the pledge, whom their efforts
failed to reach.
One evening they were addressed by
a very eloquent speaker, who set forth
the terrible evils of intemperance, and
the duty of making every .effort to save
the people from "\t f in a way which
struck home to many hearts.
Inttle Nannie Wallis walked home
with her parents in a very thoughtful
mood, and all the next day she could
not shake off the disturbing thoughts
which seemed to follow everywhere
she went.
When the hour for meeting came,
ber father and mother were detained
by but Nannie bogged to
and so was charged to call for an
older schoolmate for company.
Ah,he tripped down the street to
ward the home ot her she
thought more and more about the lec
turer’s words, a id a strong desire to
<l° something for the good cause sprung
up in her heart.
Glancing across the street just then,
she saw, walking slowly along, with
bent head and sunfiling step, poor old
Mr. Stifiman, a confirmed drunkard
W'ho lived in a w retched old house in a
narrow by-street and whose daughter
Susie, a shrinking, sensitive cliild was
a schoolmate of often
befriended her from the rude taunts of
souio of their thoughtless school
mates.
Now a voice seemed to whisper in
the little girl’s ear: ‘There is your
chance. Ask that man to go to the
meeting to-night—that will be one
step/
But Nannie recoiled from that al
most in terror. She had never spo.
ken to the man in her life, and many a
time she had crossed the street to avoid
meeting him.
Once she had been to bis house on
an eTund. It was poor and wretched
enough compared with Nannie's own
home, but Mrs. Stillman, though an
invalid who spent days and nights of
weary suffering, managed, with the
help of her little girls, to keep it neat
and clean. Besides this, when able
to lie propped up in bed she helped
to eke out a scanty living, and keep
thejwolf from the deor, by doing odd
jobs’of sewing for kindly neighbors.
A frail, delicate woman, who bore
her trials patiently and uncomplain
ingly, shielding- Iho children from their
father. There is but one thing to he
said of lives like.hers—the martyrs
were not all burned at the stake in
olden times.
Just as Nannie rose to go the father
came in and the children shrank out of
his way, and he frowned and spoke to
them so gruffly that when Nannie
reached home she threw herself into
her father s arms, exclaiming with a
burst of happy tears, “Oh, Pm so glad
you are my papa, and I'm not Susie’s
sister,
Since then she had avoided the
diunkurd more than ever, and now, to
night, it seemed as though she could
not go near him. So she reasoned
with the voice saying, sharply, 'What
should I cure about it ? lie is nobody
to me, and my papa don't drink, nor—'
‘but Susie's pupa does/ broke in the
voice, and think how happy she might
be if In didn't.’
Nannie stood still a minute, her lit
tle hands tightly clenched, her heart
beating very fast.
Then she suddenly cried, ‘I will do
it/ arid run .across the street quickly,
lest courage should fail again.
U was a very voice which gasped
out, ‘Please, Mr. Stillman— ’ The old
man wheeled around and stared at her
in amaz- m mt. It was years since he
had been addressed so respectfully, for
by men and boys he was dubbed ‘Old
Stillman' (though hardly yet past mid
dle age, and few women or children
ever crossed the path of the gruff old
drunkard.
It Nannie trembled at his look, she
was little reassured by his cross tone,
as he finally asked ‘Well, what will ye
have?-'
‘Please/ she faltered, ‘won't you
come lo the temperance meeting to
night ?'
‘Temperance meeting 1 No! What
should I go there for ?' he answered
sharply, and then strode on, leaving
Nannie with tears of fright and disap
pointment in her eyes.
But her words and pleading voice
billowed him, and seemed to impel him
on, till finally lie found himself at the
door of the hall.
The sound of music came float ng
out —earnest, hearty voices singing a
song of invitation —and, at last he
edged in at the door, and slipped into
a back seat unnoticed.
There, Nannie, one of a half dozen
little girls in white dresses and blue
ribbons, who, with handfuls of pledges
and badges, were flitting through the
hall, suddenly espied him, and gave a
little pleased cry, ‘Oh, you did come !
Wont you sign the pledge V
‘No !’ he answered, with so black a
frown that Nannie went quickly on ;
adding to himself, ‘I was a fool to
come here !’
The next evening Nannie could not
feel satisfied in spite of her rebuff, and
finally .concluded to go and call for
Susie.
Mr. Stillman was at home, but sat in
silence while Susie made ready to go,
notdaringto speak. Nannie was passing
out at ‘he door, but suddenly sprung
back and laid One little hand on bis
shoulder.
‘Won't you go with us !’ she ask
ed.
He shook her off, but after they left
he sadly picked up his hat and follow
ed them
Their quiet pleasant chatting soft
ened Ids heart, and when Nannie turn
ed and saw him looking almost pleas
ant, her fear suddenly vanished, and
she waited and slipped a s >ft little
hand into his as he camh up. The
man started., and tlen grasped it a'most
fiercely. 'Susie stood by, and km eyes
filled with tears. Her lather saw, and
with a big lump rising in his throat
said hoarsely, 'Here, Snsi</ holding
out his other hand to her. It was the
first sympathetic chord ever touched
between father aud child, and not an
other word was spokt n.
When Nannie went tip that night to
receive her packigeof pledges her
heart beat high with hope but as sin l
passed down the long aisle and caught
a glimpse of Mr. Stillman's face, it sank
like lead.
II \v could she know the fierce strug
gle going on in the man's heart, or that
the tearful, pleading glance she cast
upon him as she passed—not daring to
offer a pledge—did more to win tile
battle than any words could have
done.
A dozen temperance lecturers might
have talked and argued with him and
he would have defied them all. But
that look of sad entreaty calmed the
fierce rebellion, and an instant later a
clear, strong voice said ‘Here, pass
the pledges this way, child,’ and with
EASTMAN, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 1878.
a firm, bold hand, down went the name
“John Stillman.”
‘Oli I am so glad/ cried Nannie,
and she hugged the big brown hand in
her joy.
Of course there were many to sneer
and R<y, 'Oh he won't keep it; h<-'il
le in the gutter again in a week"—
But the spark of manhood in John
Stillman’s soul—almost exuired—
sprung* up and kindled to a flame.—
He planted his feet sturdily against the
strong temptations, and there were
those who, remembering the man as he
was bef >re intemperance claimed him
as a victim, were ready to give him
employment, and lend him a helping
hand,
Comforts found their way to the
home which bad so long been cheerless;
the poor heart broken v wi began to
hope again, and with returning hop*-
and comforts, came also much of her
lost health, while the father learned to
find again his children a greater joy
than was ever hidden in tha fiery wine
cup.
Six months later there was a grand
union meeting of temperance societies,
and many eloquent speakers occupied
the stand.
Finally there was a call made for
these among the audience who chose to
relate their exp rience, and John Still
man cl id once more in respect.?ble
clothes, with his honest face full of hap
py earnestness, arose and told ‘.lie sto
ry of his reformation; how ne had strug
gled and fought every step of the way,
but the hand o a little child had led
him back to life and happiness once
more.,.
More than once his voice faltered
and broke, and wiien lie closed, with
a stirring appeal to his old fellow
drinkers, and scores crowded up to the
platform to sign the pledge, reached
by tiis eloquence as no fine speaker's
word's could reach them, because he
bad been one of themselves, there
was scarcely a dry eye in the whole
crowd.
Amid her sobs of joy little Nannie
whispered :
Oh, mama, I never thought 'all this
would happen when when 1 first asked
Mr. Stillman to come to the meet
ing/
‘No, my dear/ answered her mother,
“and this ought to teach us two les
sons ; first, as we cannot know the in
fluence we may be exerting over some
fellow-mortal every day and every
hour of our lives, we should be careful
to make every act of ours such that
its influence will be for good ; and
second, it teaches us how much good
even a little child may no, if it works
in a right spirit
Bad Wages.
‘I have left my place, mother,’ said
a poor boy when he returned from his
work.
‘Why have you left?’ said the moth
er. 'Was your master unkind to you?'
‘No mother, he was kind enough,'
said the boy.
‘Didn't you like the work?' asked
the mother.
‘lt was the wages I didn't 1 ike 1 said
the boy, solemnly; ‘my master wanted
me to sin,and the wages of sin is death.'
Ilis master had expected him to lie
about the goods and dec ‘ive and
cheat the -cuStumer*?; but the boy said,
'No sir; I can't do such things; I will
leave your service first.’
• And he did leave if, and he was
light, too. Such boys will make moth
ers’ hearts glad, and will find that the
Lord takes care of tnose who trust in
Him 9 and wili not work for Satan, nor
earn the wages of sin.
Such trials do the faithful good. Ii
may seem bard to suffer because we
will not sin, but the rough sea m ikes
the sailor, the hot furnace makes the
gold the gold, the strongest faith comes
from the hardest trials and they who
suffer for Christ’s and conscience's
sake shall be blessed here and crown
ed with joy hereafter.
He Found Out.
‘Have you ever been ii prison?' ask
ed a lawyer of a witness, .whom he
was disposed to badger and bully 7 as
the profession are apt to do.
‘Ycr, sir.'
‘When?’
‘ln 1863.’
'Where?’
'Anderson ville.'
There was a momentary pause for
breathy and then a round of applause
that shook the court room. That law
yer felt, all the rest of the dav as if
an inch and-a-balf hose attached to a
street hydrant, was playing to the
tune of the ‘Hogue's March' up and
down his spinal column.
History of a Head Letter.
Some time in IST" a soldier station
ed with the cavalry in Texas died very
suddenly, and was buried with milita
ry honors by his comrades, and the
spot carefully marked. On his per
son was a discharge which he had re
ceived the day before for physical in
ability, and a letter from his mother
in England, and one evid ntly from
his sweetheart, but signed only by
her first name. These were carefully
preserved by tire lieutenant of the com
pany and forwarded, by a letter of
sympathy, to the b reaved mother in
England.
In due course of time the letter was
returned to the United States Dead
Letter Office as undeliverabie the
mother not being at her former ad
dress. It was then opened, and after
an examination, returned in its open
condition, with the suggestion that
the contents would enable the English
post officials to discover the person it
was intended to reach ; but in due time
it came back the second time as unde
liveruble.
The letter was then turned over to
one of the lady clerks in the Dead
better Office, who, on reading the con
tents, with a woman's instinct, divined
that the ‘‘Ollie" spoken of in the letter
and the Miss L , spoken of in the
mother's letter was identical. What
is technically termed a ‘letter of dis
covery’ was addressed to the supposi
tious lady at the address in Scotland
post-marked on her letter. The letter
on reaching that office was forwarded
to London, whither the young lady
had gone, and the Dead Letter Office
at Washington lias just received a re
ply from her, with thanks for the dili
gence disniayed in endeavoring to se
cure the delivery of the letter, stating
that it was trie first they heard of the
soldier's death, and g vitig the present
address of the mother of the soldier,
to win in the original package has been
forwarded making its fifth trip across
the Atlantic.
To-Day and To-Morrow.
Morrow is a town of some import
a nee about forty miles from Cincinna
ti. Anew brakeman on the road, who
did not know the names of the stations
wits approached by a stranger the
other day :
Stranger—Does this train go to
Morow to-day ?'
‘No ' said the brakeman, thinking
the stranger was making game of him:
‘lt goes to-day yesterday, the week
after.’
‘You don't understand,’ persisted the
stranger, ‘I want to go to Mor
row.’
Brakeman—‘Why don't you wait
till to-morrow, then, and not come
bothering around to-day ? You can
go to-morrow or any other day you
please.’
Stranger—‘Won't you answer me A
civil question civilly ?' Will this train
go today to Morrow ?'
Brakeman—*Not exactly; it will
go to-day and come b ick to-morrow.'
As the gentleman who wanted to
go to Morrow was about to give up
in disgust, another employee, who
knew the station alluded to came along
and gave the desired information.
Queer Shop Signs.
One could collect a very quaint and
curious ‘shingle miscellany’ in a very
short time off the sign boards of New
York, taken at hap-hazard in the more
retired streets. The following is a
specimen list of good, bad, and indif
ferent:
‘Sick dogs medically attended by
the week or month,' ‘Birds to board.'
‘Dogs ears and tails cut in the latest
fashion/ ‘Cigar stumps b night at the
highest market price.' ‘Cross dogs
taught to be gentle and well behaved.'
'Young come in and learn the
name and calling of your future bus-,
bands/ ‘Sore eyes in poodles effectn-.
ally cured/ ‘Ladies deficient in ward
robe fashionably dressed very cheap
by tiie month or year/ ‘Babies or
children hired or exchanged/ ‘First
e ! ass funerals thoroughly equipped.’
'False noses as good as new # and war
ranted to fit/ ‘Marriage certificates
furnished at once.’ ‘Black eyes painted
over neatly/ And ‘Trustworthy in'
formation given as to lucky lottery
tickets.'
,
He was a countryman, and as he
walked along the busy thoroughfare
and read a sign over the door of a
man'll ac’uring establishment, “Ba-t
Iron Sinks," it made him mad. He
said any fool knew that.
Popular Songs.
A corresp indent of the Chicigo Tri
bune says that th ise p >pular songs
which people of good sense call “trash”
pay the best He thus tolls the histo
ry of one o! these, ‘Put me in my lit
tie hi and ;
The author, Dexter S nith, had writ
ten a number of clever verses which
he carried to his publisher. That
gentleman, alter glancing tin in over,
bonded them hack, with the following
criticism :
‘These are very good, Mr. Smith—
too good, in fact. Yes, they are too
good fur me. Use them in the Atlan
tic, or some other place. What I want
just now is something after this pat
tern/
And he read to the astonished writer
some selections front several of the
popular b tllads. Smith was complete
ly disgusted.
‘lt surely can't be possible that the
public want such miserable stuff as
this/ lie said.
‘lt is not only possible but quite
true. .
‘Then I don’t wonder that mine is
too good for use. Good-day/ said Mr*
Smith,
And the young composer half-angri
ly strode out of the office, reflecting on
the degeneracy of the public mind.—
He was going alone one of the narrow
Boston streets,absorbed in his thought s
when he heard a dirty little urchin yell
to his mother, ‘Sa'ay, ma'in ! put me
in my little bed !'
There was his subject! And going
home, filled with this determination to
write the most unutterable mess of
dreariness he could think of he com
posed the song which has since made
him famous. His little joke was well
received, and its reputation spread
until the sales reached an enormous
figure.
In this connection let me give you
the number of copies sold of a few of
the best known publications of this
kind : ‘Put me in mv little bed/ by
Dexter Smith, 250,000; ‘Come birdie,
come/ same author, 100,000; ‘Mollie
darling, by Will S Hays, 40,000; ‘Sil
ver threads among the gold/ by P inks
75,000; ‘Come home father, 50,000;
‘Evangeline,’ 25,000; ‘Tramp, tramp,
tramp/ 100,000; ‘Norah O'Neill,’ 100,-
000; ‘Sweet Genevive' f 20,000.
How Raisins arc Prepared.
A strip of l:m<l bordering the Medi
terranean somewhat less than one
hundred miles in length and in width
not exceeding five or six, is the raisin
procfTicing territory of Spain. Beyond
these boundaries the Muscated-grape,
from which the raisin is principally
produced, may grow and thrive abun
dantly, but the fruit must go to the
wine market or wine press. When the
grapes begin to ripen in August, the
tanner carefully inspects the fruit as it
lies on the dry, warm soil, and one by
one clips the clusters as they reach per
fection. Jn almost all vineyards
slants of masonry are prepared, look
ing like unglafccd hot beds, and cov
ered with fine pebbles, on which the
fruit is exposed to dry. But the small
pr iprietor prefers riot to carry his fruit
so far. It is better, he thinks, to de
posit them nearer at hand, where there
is less danger of bruising, and where
and vv.esps are in Pss danger of
finding them. Day by day the cut
branches are examined and turned,
til they are sufficiently cured to be
borne to the house, and there deposited
in the empty wine press, till enough
have been collected for the trimmers
an 1 packers to begin their work. At
this stage piles of rough diied raisins
are brought forth from the wine press
and heaped on bonds. Ono by one
the bunches are carefully inspected—
those ot the first quality being trimm u
of all irregularities and imperfect ber
ries and deposited in piles to them
selves ; so m turn are treated those of
the second quality, while tin* clippings
and inferior fruit are received into bas
kets at the feet of the trimmers and
reserved for home consumption. A
quantity of small wooden trays are now j
brought, and the rai-ius laid in tin m. I
After being subjected to a heavy piv„
snre they are then dropped in boxes.
A Georgia farmer bought a grand
piano tor his daughter. Ills house is
small, andj to economize room the low
er part of the partiti n between the
kit ht*n and parlor was cut out, and
the long end of the piano stuck through
Priscilla now sits at the kev-b -aid
singing 4 A ho will care for mother now? 7
and the motuer rolls out doughnuts on
the other end of the piano in the
kitchen.
A Dream Verified.
There are many well authenticated
cases in ancient and modern times of
dreams being realized can not be de
nied by any reasonable person. The
connection between the dream and the
verification of it is, however, a mysi
tery which is unsolved, and it is likely
to remain so. A story comes through
the newspapers from Australia which
has the additional advantage of being
vouched for by private letters received
by the same mail. The son of a
tlcmun emigrant in Queensland was
appointed to a clerkship „in a bank at
Brisbane. It was a part of his duty
to collect money in outlying places,
and deposit it at the head office at
Brisbane. On one of these occasions
he received a considerable amount in
gold and checks. These he placed, as
usual, in the iron sate, in the presence
of two or three of his fellow clerks.
Having to meet some members of his
family in the town, he then left the
bank to join them, and did not return
until the following morning. On again
opening the safe, made the discovery
that the whole of the gold had been
stolen. No suspicion was attached to
him, and the matter was placed in the
hands of the police. Tne young* man’s
friends were, however, much distressed
at the circumstance, and some months
afterwards he dreamed that the stolen
money was buried in the Botanical
Gardens at Brisbane. He thought ho
saw the exact, place, which he
nized from having frequently visited
the gardens. The reality of the im
pression produced by the dream had
such an effect on him that he was per
suaded of the necessity of communica
tion with the*bank. He delayed doing
so for several days; but finding'the
mental pressure becoming intolerable,
he made the journey to Brisbane, and
was there informed lhat four days be
fore liis arrival one of the other clerks
had confessed to the robbery, and that
nir.e hundred sovereigns, out of one
thousand three hundred, that had been
stolen, were found buried in the 80-*
tanical Gardens at t'ae precise spot in
dicated in the dream.
I)avitl Navarro, the Fat Hoy.
i he Rochester Union thus describes
this overgrown American youth: lie
was born in Rochelle, Illinois, seven
teen years ago At the time of Ids
birth lie weighed but eight pounds*
and continued to boa small child until
he was six years old, when all of a
sudden he began to grow, and at seven
lie weighed eighty pounds. On his
eighth birthday he weighed one hun
dred and twelve pounds, and continued
gradually to increase, till on Ins elev
enth birthday he weighed two hundred
and twelve pounds. The next he in
creased in weight to the tune of two
hundred and fifty-five p (inn's, and be
ing weighed when twelve years old,
he was found to kick the beam at
three hundred and twenty-five pounds.
In bis thirteenth year lie suffered se
verely from typhoid fever, which re
duced him somewhat in fl<*sh; but on
rcc >vering from this disease he soon
regained what be had lost, and made
np time at i\ rapid rate, and on bis
last and seventeenth birthday he
weighed six hundred aud thirty-five
pounds. This was last winter, and if
is probable, judging from past, expe
rience, that his avordupois has increas
ed slightly since then. Ilis health n
perfectly good as a general thing, and
Ids flesh, instead of being flabby, is
quite solid to the touch, his arm,which
measures twenty four inches round
the biceps, being liko a bar of iron.
His apparently sole complaint is that
the doors of the houses are too small
for him.
A contribution adapted to home
rather than foreign missions:
A he* crawled into a Methodist
church in Jefferson City, Mo., some
time ago, and laid an egg in the con
tribution box. While the minister
was making* an earnest appeal to his
congregation for foreign missions, the
hen suddenly left her nest, and, pre
senting liersi If in the chancel, cackled
most energetically. Tiie deacons dis
covered the egg when they wont for
ward to get the boxes.
Xine women of Burlington handed
themselves together la-t month, by a
solemn vow, never to speak of other
women at ail if they C oukl not speak
well of them. An 1 their tongues have
grown so rusty lr m and sust that they
iiave to lubricate them with inacuiny
o:i before th .-y can swallow.
Who nev< r saw a cord of wood? The
average tramp.
The small boy is the reason that an
apple never lives to a ripe old age.
On the farm hens cackle early and
cackle late. Yet some people will
hold that animals do not reason.
‘Oh, why should the spirit of mortal
be proud?’ is often asked. Well, really
we don’t know, ur.less it is because ho
can climb a tree and a mule can't.
Those Kentucky editors are good
fellows. One of them published an edi
torial, another stole it, and the first
one republished it and gave the second
credit for it.
The Saratogian tells of a Unitarian
clergyman at the recent conference
who saw the placard, ‘Leave your dog
outside/ and tri<*d to purchase a dog
in order to comply with the regular
tions.
A Minneapolis cat lias achieved a
kitten with five heads_, and we can
imagine how sweet it will; be when
that cat attains its majority, to have
it sit on the back fence and commune
with itself.
A Frenchman thinks tlMi English
language very tough. ‘Dare is look
out,’ he says, ‘which is to put out your
head and see; and look out, which is
to haul in your head and not for to see
—just contrarie/
The art of printing will never be
complete till Prof. Edison, or some ono
else, invents a means of conveying to
readers' cars the shrill whistle that es
capes the young husband's lips when
lie learns that his wife has twins.
One of the great needs of this coun
try is a vest pocket deep enough to
take in the whole length of the extra
cigar, soman can look his fellow square
in the eye and say, ‘No, I am sorry,
but this is the and I have already
h id it in my mouth.’
The Turners Falls Reporter says:
‘lt is human to doubt. Display a sign
with the inscription ‘Beware of Paint,’
and nine out of ten will draw their
forefingers across the ncjvly painted
surface to see if t he sign is not merely
an invention of the enemy.’
The forest leaves arc turning, and
the chestnut worms are squirming, as
the peanut man stands churning them
upon a fiery bed; and books will soon
be laden, by every city maiden, with
leaves which nature made on purp _>se
to be red.
Jeretny Taylor was the philosopher
who went ofl all by himself and forged
out the wise remark, that ‘m image is
the nursery of heaven/ Wo have
seen some nurseries, following mar
riage, that did not exactly fill the bill
of our imagination as to what heavett
ought to \y\
No w ; my boy/said the examiner,
‘if I had a mince pie and should give
two-twelfths to Harry, two-twelfths
to John, two-twelfths to Isaac, and
should take half the pie myself, what
would there be left? Speak out loud
so that all can hear/ ‘The plate ’
shouted the boy.
♦♦
A man who will whisper to his wife,
and chuck his children under the chin
during the finest voluntary on a church
orgarij will cast his eye* np to the
ceiling and keep'them in blissful
static enjoyment of the melody of the
simplest air while the collection bas
ket passes him ly.
In the sweet, balmy, delicious hap
piness of love’s first young dream, a
you h will not only insist on cracking
wal mts for his girl, but in picking out
the goodies as well. Two veais after
marriage ho will not even let her lmvo
tnc* nut-cracker until lie is through,
get married.
A ce.ebiated barrister, retired from
practice, was one day asked his sin
cere opinion of the law. ‘Why, the
tact is/ rejoined he j f it any man were
to claim the coat upon my back, and
Uneaten my refusal with a lawsuit, he
should certainly have it, lest, in de
lending my coat, I should lose my*
waistcoat also/
NO. 47.