The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, June 16, 1910, Image 5

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[Items from the country are solicited for
this department. Mail or send them in as
early in the week as possible; Items received
later than Wednesday cun not b e used at all
and it is preferred that they be in not later
than Tuesday. Always send your name with
items, that we may know who they are from.
Name of sender not for publl option. See that
your writing is legible, especially names and
places, leaving plenty ol space between the
nuea tor oorrecuoo. He careful that what
you tell about actually occurred.1
Emmet Gleanings.
Oscar Lawrence took a load of our
prominent young men to Atklnaon
Wednesday night to take in a show.
Ed Heeb reports good sales In the
implement line, which shows that
the country around Eemmet is proi
pering
A number of people from here and
this neighborhood took in the circus
at O’Neill last week and all report a
good time and a first class circus
The Emmet band is coming to the
front very rapidly and will soon be
able to class up with any of the ag
gregations in this part of the state.
Zeb Warner purchased a new steam
boiler for the purpose of heating his
dipping vat last Thursday and will
now be prepared to dip cattle with
very little trouble.
Leo. Steskal, who sold the Steskal
store to P. V. Peterson, has brought
suit against P. V. Peterson and Sam
Pecker for illegal possession of the
goods in said store. Steskal has re
tained Arthur Mullen as his attorney
to prosecute the case.
At the present time the business
men of Emmet are all feeling as
though it is necessary to have an
auto in their business as nearly half
of them have a machine and several
otliers dealing for one. It is essential
11 keep up with your neighbor.
Last Sunday the Emmet ball teams
were accommidated to tiieir hearts
content with three of the greatest, if
not the fastest, games seen on the
home diamond this year. Tite first
game was called at 1:40, Emmet vs.
Atkinson Giants. Tite score is not
public property, so we will
have to refrain from giving
same. The second game, Emmet vs.
The Lowlanders, was a very
hard contested game in which batting
a verages, errors and assists suffered
considerable. The last game was the
scrubs vs. Highlanders and was very
interesting, the score being 7 to 9 in
Atlhe
McGinnis
Cream
Station
You can get cash for eggs,
jj poultry and cream. Stop and
look our Cream Separator over.
5 We can save you from $25 to
$40 on a machine We handle
I repairs for all makes of. separ
ators.
McGinnis Cieamery Go
0 29 CENTS A DAY i
I Will Run This
Maxwell Runabout
100 Miles Per Week.
THE GREAT
ECONOMY CAR
2 CYLINDER
12 H. P. $600.00
Cheaper to Keep Than a Horse
and Buggy. Twenty Cars
Delivered to Date.
j ASK THE USERS
Write us for Catalogs j
Demonstatlrtn if Requested.
Wm. KrotterCo.,
Stua.rt, Neb.
Territory Agents.
favor of the sorubs, after which the
rooters took a lay off.
Inman Items.
Roy Goree had business in Ewing
last Friday.
Charles Fowler is painting his new
hbuse tiiis week.
Jay Butier moved into his new
house last Mouday.
W. C Hancock transacted business
in O’Neill last Monday
Henry Fracke Is back from Cedar
Rapids, where lie had been for some
time.
Miss Lula Wilcox lias returned from
Fremont, wlieie she lias been attend
ing college.
A large crowd of Inman people at
tended the Gollraar Brothers circus
last Friday.
William Haro, Jr., is here spending
his vacation with his parents, Mr.
and Mrs. William Hart
Miss Lena Gallagher went down
to Neligh last Saturday raoruing to
have some dental work done.
Mrs. Boombaugh and children of
Stuart came down last Friday for |a
short visit with relatives here.
Miss Bernice Klinetobe came down
from Page last Tuesday for a short
visit with relatives and fri'ends.
We understand that the Battle
Creek band has been engaged to
furnish the music for the Fourth here.
Last Saturday Miss Mildred Clark
went to Fremont where she met her
sister and they both went on to Pen
der for a visit with relatives and
friends. They returned home Wed
nesday.
Wesley Conrad of this place and
Miss Elena Trowbridge of Page were
united in marriage last Wednesday
and will make their home here. The
people of this community wish them
success.
Mr. and Mrs. Kennedy drove over
from Page last Thursday to meet their
daughters, who were returning home
to spend their vacation. The Misses
Kennedy are attending school at
University Place.
The Live Stock Market
South Omaha, Neb., June 10.--Spec
ial market letter from Standard Live
Stock Commission Co.
Last week’s advance was not main
tained at the first of this week on the
medium and commoner kinds of cat
tle although choice beeves are nearly
steady. Others are 10 to 15 lower.
Chicago's receipts are very liberal.
Butcher stock fared about the same
as beef steers. Stockers and feedeis
are steady at last week’s decline.
We quote:
Fair to choice beeves. 7.40(a) 8.20
Others down to. 6.35
Oornfed cows and heifers up to 7.00
Fair to good . 4.40@ 5.60
Uanners and cutters. 2 75(ri> 4.50
Veal calves.-. 5.00(a) 8.00
Bulls, s ags,etc. 3.75(a) 6.00
Good to choice feeders. 5.00(a) 5.50
Others down to. 4.00
Stock heifers.— 3 75@ 4.75
The hog market has declined about
10 to 15 cents since last week’s close.
They will probably work lower. Bulk
$9.25 to $9.30, top $9 35. Sheep and
lambs are about steady with last
week’s advame. Fair receipts.
Fish In Former Times.
Men of former ages, unless they lived
near the sea or a river, had great diffi
culties in gratifying their tnste for fish.
The great houses had their fish ponds
or stews, but sea fish, such as cod,
bream, sturgeon, herring and sprats,
were salted, and the excessive con
sumption of highly salted fish In the
middle ages is said to have produced
leprosy. Fish was also baked in pies
to enable it to be carried for great
distances.
In a New Light.
Actor-Play wriebt—I bare been told,
sir, that the Corot you sold me Is not
genuine! Art Denier—Who said so?
Actor-Playwright—The art critic of the
Daily Whirl. Art Dealer—Do you be
lieve what their dramatic critic says
about your plays? Actor-Playwright—
l never thought of that: What have
you to show ipe today?—Smart Set.
Firmness.
“When my wife makes up her mind,”
said Mr. Meekton, “there is no use of
arguing with her."
“But every woman changes her opin
ion sometimes.’'
“Yes. And Henrietta is particularly
resolute when she makes up her mind
to change her opinion.”—Washington
Star.
Self love is at once the most delicate
and the most vigorous of our defects.
Nothing wounds it, but nothing kills
It.
$iooo.oo\
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£ jurious to health found in food V
m resulting from the use of ■
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QUEEN SAAV’S READY WIT,'
A Story Appropriatsd From ths An
nals of Irish Royalty.
The auger of King Colm was terri
ble. ’Twas n fortnight before he could
address himself to his queen or look
her in the face and speak to her—and
what he come to say to her then was
that she was a shame and a disgrace
to him, but sure what could he ex
pect anyhow when he was such a no
torious fool as ever to marry a beggar
of a race of beggars. “Get up,” says
he. “and dress yourself, and leave uiy
sight and my castle for evermore.”
“Very well and good, me lord,” says
Saav, says she. “I’m ready. I was
prepared for this, ns you’ll remember,
before ever I married you; but,” says
she, “you remember your agreement
three back burdens of the greatest val
uables I choose to carry out of your
castle at my lavin’?”
“Thirty-three.” says he, “If you like.
’Twill be a cheap price to get rid of
you.”
“Thauky, me lord,” says she. “I’ll
only ask three. And before I’ve got
them out maybe you’ll think it’s
enough.”
wunc is rue nrst duck uuruen you
choose?” says he.
“A back burden.” says she. “of gold,
silver, diamonds and jewelry.”
In a short time the king had a bur
den of them piled on her that near
almost broke her back, and with it she
went out over the drawbridge.
When she laid it down and come
back in again says the king, says he,
“What will your second back burden
be?”
‘‘For my second back burden,” says
she, “hoist up on me our baby boy.”
The king gave a groan tlmt'd rent
rocks. But he wasn't the man to be
daunted before any woman. lie lifted
with his own hands the boy in whom
his heart was wrapped up and. settin’
his teeth hard, put him on Saav’s
shoulders. She carried him out over
the drawbridge.
When she come back again says
Colm, says he, “Now then, name your
third and last burden, and we're done
with you forever, thank God!”
Says Saav, says she. “Get on me
back yourself.”
King Colm and his good Queen Saav
lived, ever after the happiest and most
contented couple that Ireland ever
knew, a parable for all kings and
queens and married couples in the na
tion. Saav lived and died the wittiest,
as her husband lived ever after and
died the justest and most generous,
most reasonable, sensible, affable and
amiable king that Ireland ever knew.—
Everybody’s Magazine.
Whistler Let Them Wait.
Whistler’s laxity in the matter of
engagements was notorious. No one
ever knew if he were coming or not
to affairs. But his point of view is ex
plained in his answer to a friend of
his who knew that he had an engage
ment to dine With some swells' in a
distant part of London and who felt
that it was most impolitic for Whistler
to offend them. It was growing late,
and yet Whistler was painting away
madly, intently*
“My dear fellow,” he said to him at
last. “it. Is frightfully late, and you
have to'dine with Lady Such-a-one.
Don’t you think you’d better stop?”
“Stop?” fairly shrieked Whistler.
“Stop, when everything is going beau
tifully? Go and stuff myself with dis
gusting food when I can paint like
this? Never! Never! Besides, they
can’t do anything until I get there!
They never do!”
If Jupiter Were Inhabited.
Calculations as to the size required
for human beings on the other planets
vary widely, according to the basis of
reckoning. According to those based
upon the attraction of gravity. Jupiter
should be peopled by pygmies of twen
ty-eight inches. Woltius, on the other
hand, argued that Goliath himself
would be accounted decidedly under
sized upon that planet. He worked
from the feebleness of the sun’s light
there, which would demand that the
pupil of the eye should be much more
dilatable. Since the pupil stands in a
constant proportion to the pall of the
eye and that to the entire body, said
Wolflus, a little calculation shows that
an average Jovian must be nearly thir
teen feet seven inches tall—not quite
four inches shorter than Og, king of
Bashan, according to the measure of
his bedstend given in Deuteronomy.
A Bright Blacksmith,
Tho greatest Improvement In vehicle
construction was when some bright
blacksmith thought of heating the tires
and shrinking them on the wheel.
While many claim the honor, it is not
known to whom it rightly belongs.
Previous to this event tires were made
in short sections and held on the fel
loes with nails. When starting on a
long haul the driver always laid in a
good supply of nails to use on the
trip.—Shop Notes Quarterly.
Winding Up His Affairs.
"Look here, Ben, what did you shoot
nt me fer? I ain’t got no quarrel with
you.”
“You had a feud with Jim Wombat,
didn’t ye?”
“I did, but Jim’s dead.”
“I’m his executor.”—Kansas City
Journal.
Like the Moon.
“He’s a star after dinner speaker,
isn't he?”
“A star? He's a moon.”
“How?”
“The fuller the brighter.”—Cleveland
Leader.
I’ersons who really wish to become
angels should make a start in that di
rection while they are yet mortals.—
National Magazine.
A CUNNING WEASEL
The Trick by Which He Trapped Hie
Dig Rat Antagonist.
Once a sawmill in a western town
was infested with rats, which, being
unmolested, became very numerous
nnd bold nnd played round the mill
among t ho men while they worked dur
ing the day. But one day there ap
peared on the scene a weasel, which
immediately declared war on the ro
dents.
One by one the rats fell victims to
the weasel’s superior strength, until
only one very large, pugnacious rat
was left of the once numerous colony.
Tlie weasel had n go at the big rat
several times, but on each occasion
the rodent proved more than a match
for ids slender antagonist and chased
the weasel to a hiding place.
Shortly thereafter the weasel was
seen busily digging under a lumber
pile near the mill. lie was engaged
for some time, but later appeared
again in the mill, seeking his old ene
my. lie soon found him nnd at once
renewed Hostilities. As usual, after n
lively tussle the rat got the better of
the argument, and the weasel ran, pur
sued closely by the rat, straight to the
hole under the lumber pile.
He ran in. still followed by the rat.
but immediately reappeared round
the end of the pile and agnln dodged
into tlie hole behind the rat. Neither
was seen again for some time, but the
weasel finally reappeared, looking no
worse for tlie flglit.
The curiosity of the men in the mill
being aroused, they proceeded to in
vestigate the hole under the lumber
pile. They found that the weasel had
dug the hole sufficiently large nt the
opening to admit the rat. but had
gradually tapered it ns ho proceeded
until at the other end it barely allowed
his own slender body to pass.
When the rat chased him into the
large end of this underground tunnel
he quickly slipped through, nnd while
the rat was trying to squeeze his large
body into the smaller part of the hole
the weasel dodged in behind him.
caught him In the rear nnd in a place
where he could not turn round and fin
ished him nt his leisure. — Harper's
Weekly.
POISON IN FLOWERS.
Dainty and Beautiful Blossoms In
Which Lurks Death.
When the good friar in “Itomeo and
Juliet" reflected upon the properties
of the simple flower, "within whose
infant rind poison hath residence nnd
medicine power.” his observation em
braced a goodly category of well
kno#n flowers whose secretions fur
nish the world with so many poisons.
For instance, the laburnum, which
has been compared to a fountain of
gold leaping into the sun—a most
charming sight—is one of the most
poisonous things imaginable, inasmuch
as it is poison in leaf and flower and
seed. Even the grass growing be
neath it is poisonous by reason of its
proximity to the innocent looking blos
soms overhead, and it has been found
necessary to guard against cattle eat
ing this grass for fear of fatal results.
The bulbs of such dainty and beau
tiful flowers as the narcissus, hyacinth,
jonquil and sqowdrop secrete the most
deadly poisons, not to speak of the
oxalis, the monkshood nnd the fox
glove, all of which furnish noxious
liquors sufficient to destroy life.
To these may be added certain of
the crocuses, the lovely lady's slipper,
the quaint old jack-in-the-pulpit and
the lau.'-hing little buttercup. The lat
ter, des| :te its most innocent appear
ance, is one of the worst of the poi
sonous flowers. Even the cow is aware
of that and carefully avoids it. The
cousins of the buttercups, the peo
nies, the larkspurs and the rest, all
contain toxic fluids.
Another source of deadly poison is
the olenader tree, while the bark of
the superb catalpa tree contains many
deadly doses.—Pittsburg Dispatch.
An Unfamiliar Alias.
There may be nothing in a name,
but the American traveler of whom
the Living Church tells found at least
confusion therein. He had landed at
Liverpool nnd hastened out of the city
to a rural village, where he found a
charmingly old fashioned inn which
delighted his soul. It was late when
lie arrived, and when he asked what
he could have for supper the buxom
landlady suggested minced eollops. lie
agreed with enthusiasm, the dish
sounded so romantic, so Itobin Iloodsy,
so almost mediaeval. And what do
you suppose they brought him? Just
plain hash;
Bread In Sweden.
In Sweden tlie bread of the people Is
for the most part hard, thin as a din
ner plate and about the size of one. It
is baked without yeast, and the water
is practically all extracted In tlie proc
ess of baking; hence, relatively per
pound of bread, its cost is much high
er than in the common forms of bread
as we know them, containing one-half
their weight In water that has cost
nothing. Loaf bread and rolls In Swe
den are a luxury.
Making Tima Profitabla.
“See here,’’ cried the busy merchant,
“don't you know my time is valua
ble?"
“Well.” ipplied the book agent. “I’m
sure it might be valuable to me. If
you'll give tne five minutes of it I be
lieve I can soil you a set of these
books.”—Catholic Standard and Times.
Finding Issues.
“We've got to buy a paper If we
wish to go In politics."
“Sure. Then we’ll have a lot of is
sues to offer the people.”—St. Louis
Star.
A MODERN GALATEA,
“Hearts Have Changed Little
Since Pygmalion’s Time.”
By CRITTENDEN MARRIOTT.
[Copyright. 1909. by Associated Literary
Press.!
As Wykoff entered the parlor a
young man who was warming his
hands at the fire looked up.
"Hello, Wykoff!" he said languidly.
“It’s you, of course.”
Wykoff did not seem any better
pleased at the meeting than did the
speaker. “Humph!” he remarked dis
gustedly. "I might have known I'd
find you here, Meredith.”
“It’s mutual,” returned the other,
with u gesture of resignation. "I can’t
for the life of me see how you can af
ford to neglect business this way, old
man. Maybe, though, you have seen
Forbes this morning.”
Wykoff shook Ills head. He did not
seem In the least Interested.
“Ho was looking for you,” went on
Meredith. "I don’t know what he
wanted, but 1 imagine from his man
ner that it wns something important.
He said he would be at bis office till 5
o’clock. It’s nearly that now, and you
had better hurry If you want to see
him.”
"Forbes can wait. Look here, Mere
dith! I’m tired of seeing you hanging
around here all the time. I wish”—
Before Wykoff could explain what
he wished a girl swept Into the room,
holding out her bands in grave wel
come. "How do you do, Mr. Wykoff?”
she said quietly. “How do you do,
Mr. Meredith? 1 seem to be honored
this nfternoon. Will you rlug for the
tea. Mr. Meredith? Sit down, Mr.
Wykoff. You look troubled. I hope
nothing is wrong.” Her tones were
calm. Any one could see that she took
little interest in the affairs of others.
“Wykoff isn’t troubled. Miss Curtis.
That's his way of expressing extrav
agant Joy. He was just saying how
pleased he wus to see me here.”
The girl glanced at Wykoff, who was
plainly seeking for some retort—and
finding none. Airy persiflage was not
In his line.
“You must not tease Mr. Wykoff,”
she said gently. “When is that sister
of yours coming to see me, Mr. Wy
koff? I want”—
The sentence was never finished, for
with a rush a small girl bounded into
the room and flung herself on Wykoff.
“Oh, Mr. Wykoff!” she cried. “Coma
right out and sculp my snow man. You
promised you would.” She caught his
hand and tried to drag him to the
door.
“Bessie! Let Mr. Wykoff alone,” In
terposed Miss Curtis. "You ought to
be ashamed of yourself.”
A gleam came into Meredith’s eyes.
“Out of the mouths of babes aud suck
lings,” he quoted gayl.v. "Positively
you are getting quite a reputation,
Wykoff! Keep on and maybe you’ll
get a real client some day—somebody
who wants to be ’sculped’ in marble,
to adopt Miss Bessie’s charmingly ex
pressive word.”
Wykoff winced. No one knew better
than he that so far be had not made a
moneyed success in his art; sculptors
have little honor In western America
He had known Meredith all bis life
and, being tongue tied himself, had
greatly admired the other’s gllbness
until he himself had become a target
for it. He hesitated now, angry all
through, but fearing if he spoke at all
he might say more than he Intended.
Little Bessie, however, hnd no such
scruples. Deliberately sfie fixed her
eyes on Meredith. “I don’t like you,"
she deposed positively. •
“Bessie!” Miss Curtis was scandal
ized.
“I can’t help It, Sister Mary. 1 don’t
like him. So there!” She turned to
Wykoff. “You promised,” she reiter
ated wistfully, “and I’ve got a snow
pile all built and’’—
Reluctantly Wykoff rose. “I really
did promise. Miss Curtis," he declared,
“and I suppose I must keep my word.”
lie spoke sorrowfully, for he hated
to leave the field to his rival, even
though all he could do was to stand
and take punishment and pretend he
liked it.
nut tr Mereaun expecieu iu inuui uj
the other's disappearance he reckoned
without ills host—or his hostess. Miss
Curtis talked on in the grave, quiet
way that had stirred the heart of more
than one man, but she gave him no
chance to bring up the question which
lay nearest to his somewhat sophisti
cated heart—the question he had come
resolved to ask before he left. Finally,
when the conversation began to lan
guish, she rose, declaring that the
house was abominably hot. She In
sisted on going out to see what Mr.
Wykoff had done with the snow man.
Meredith made no demur. Wise In
the ways of women, he knew betttt
than to try to force the conversation.
In the girl’s existent mood he did not
fear Wykoff and welcomed rather than
otherwise the chance to break some
shafts of wit on what he deemed that
gentleman's sluggish intellect. Wy
koff, he thought, afforded an excellent
foil for his own brilliancy.
When he and Miss Curtis reached
the front door neither Wykoff nor lit
tle Bessie was in sight. A line of foot
steps, however, led across the snow
to where a clump of evergreens stood
in the corner of the lawn, and toward
these the girl led the way.
Her feet sank soundlessly In the deep
carpet of snow, and they rounded a
bush and came upon Wykoff before he
hoard them.
Bessie had disappeared, and Wykoff
was alone for the moment—and yet
not alone. Before him rose a splen
did figure—the figure of a goddess at
A BRAVE GIRL
Her Ttrriblo Experience While on •
Smuggling Expedition.
This ta.e of heroism displayed by &
young woman engaged In smuggling
contraband goods over the Swiss-Itul
ian border comes from Geneva: "Mitt.
Poretti, aged eighteen, and her broth
er, aged twenty-three, left Swiss terri
tory to cross the Baldlsco pass carry
ing contraband goods Into Italy. On
the summit they were overtaken by a
violent snowstorm and were soon In
deep snow. The Porettis roped them
selves, the youug man leading. They
lost their way, and while attempting
to find the path Poretti fell through
the suow Into a crevasse Into which he
nearly dragged his sister. The girl,
however, planted her Ice ax in the
suow and withstood the shock.
"Early the next morning several
smugglers crossing the pass from
Swiss territory into Italian found the
young girl near the ordinary route tak
en by smugglers nnd recognised her at
once, ns she belonged to a smuggler’s
family and lived at Cblavenna. The
smugglers nt once drew up the broth
er. but found that he had died during
the thirteen hours his sister Imd held
him by the rope. He had received se
vere Injuries In the head, nnd Ids body
was frozen.
"The smugglers carried down the
brave girl, who was almost uncon
scious, as well as the dead body of her
brother, nnd notified the Poretti family
nt Chinvennn. Ou reaching the valley
the girl had recovered sutticlently from
her terrible experience to explain that
she and her brother had spoken for
several hours nfter the accident and at
last he had said that be felt nothing
and wanted to sleep.
"A warm night followed the snow
storm, or two dead bodies would have
been found. Under the great strain
the rope had cut through the girl's
clothes nnd her wulst was bleeding
when Blip was rescued.”—Chicago
News.
MISERY AIDING MISERY.
Th* Helping Hand Among th* Baaoh
Comber* of Marseilles.
Harry A. Franck In “A Vagabond
Journey Around the World” writes of
the trying times when he was a beach
comber in Marseilles: "Long, hungry
days passed, days In which 1 could
scarcely withstand the temptation to
carry my kodak to the mont de ptete
(pawnshop) just off the sailors’ square.
Among the beach combers there were
dally some who gained a few francs by
an odd job. by the sale of an extra
garment or by ‘grafting.’ pure and
simple. When his hand closed on a
bit of money the branded fellow may
have been weak with fasting, yet thls|
first thought was not to gorge hlmself,
but to share his fortune with his com
panions under batches. In those bleak
November days many a man ranked a
‘worthless outcast’ by his more fortu
nate fellow betngs-toiled all day *t the
coal wharfs of Marseilles and tramped
back, cold and hungry, to the Place*
Victor Gelu to divide his earnings with
other famished mlserables whom be
had not known a week before.
"More than one man sold the only
shirt he owned to feed a new arrival
who was an absolute stranger to all.
These men won no praise for their
benefactions. They expected none and
would have opened their eys in wonder
if they had been toid that their actions
were worthy of praise. The stranded
band grew to be a corporate body. By
a job here and there I contributed my
share to the common fund, and be
tween us we fought off gaunt starva
tion.
"In a dirty alley Just off the place
was an inn kept by a Greek In which
one could sleep on the door at 3 sous
or in a cot at 0. and every evening a .
band of ragged mortals might have
been seen dividing the earnings of
some of them into three sou lots as
they made their way toward ‘L’Au
berge cbez le Grec.’ ”
Halley’* Achievement*.
Edmund Halley was a very great
man. He wus not only the first to pre t.
diet correctly the return of a comet, .
that which Is now known by his name,
but also—before Newton had announc
ed his results to any one—arrived at
the conclusion that the attraction of
gravitation probably varied Inversely
as the square of the distance. While
these and other Important achieve
ments of his are well known it seems >(
to have been forgotten that Halley de
vised a method of determining the age
of the ocean from chemical denuda
tion.—Dr. G. F. Becker in Science.
Tommy Know.
Teacher (addressing class)—A philan
thropist Is a person who exerts him
self to do good to his fellow men.
Now. If 1 were wealthy, children, and
gave money freely to all needy and un
fortunates who asked my aid I’d be a—
She broke oft abruptly to point at a
boy In the class. *
“What would I be. Tommy?” she
asked.
“A cinch!” shouted Tommy.—Ex
change.
Th# Curt.
He—There Is a certain young lady
deeply Interested In me, and while I
like her. you know, still I never could
love her. I want to put an end to It
without breaking the poor girl’s heart.
Can you suggest any plan?
She—Do you call there often?
He—No. Indeed; not nny oftener than
I can possibly help.
She—Call oftener.
What Did Ha Mean?
Mrs. Benham—Death is the debt we
owe to nature. Benham—Nature does
not send out her bills often enough.
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