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PUTTY-
A TALE OF A
By John
Number seven shed in Ridgeway
IhoQk mill was admittedly the most
exclusive and conservative room in
the factory, and was managed not so
much by its overlooker and "tacklers"
as by an old and privileged hand call
ed Peggy Pratt, who had been there
time out of count, and was apparently
as much a fixture as the iron pillar
-which stood at her loom end.
Nearly all the hands employed at
tho time of our story were her nomi
nees, and how Jessie (Heave came to
obtain the pair of looms whi.ch were
vacant when Sally Hunter got married
was a mystery which puazled the rest
of th hands and seriously piqued
Pc-gsy. It was a crisis. Peggy had a
reeling that her prestige was at stake;
hti as the looms had been given by
tho head overlooker, who scarcely ever
interfered in such matters..- Peggy,
after home- reflections, was philosopher
enough to see that the surest way to
retain unauthorized dominion is not to
strain it, and so she resolved to "take
it out" of the newcomer.
Hhe had been sulky and wordless all
morning, therefore, but by the break
last interval had made up her mind.
At the entrance end of the shed, where
the ladders' stood, was an open space;
find when the engine stopped the weav
ers assembled here, and. squatting
about, on the floor or on upturned cop
ships, took their morning meal. En
sine unci machinery being still, there
wjih unwonted silence, except for the
clatter of women's tongues. The new
arrival did not join the company, but
sank shyly down at the far end of her
loom alley, almost hidden behind the
Loam. It- was abuit two hours since
lessie Cleave came among them and
in th:it. short time every woman in the
place had inspected her, . and could
have told almost every stitch she wore..
They knew also that, she was married
and .poor, and a stranger .to that part
of .he valley. They had likewise dis
covered: that "Lobby," the tackier who
had hoc ;;nder his care, was smitten
-with .tier, and that she had the best
hands and teeth in the shed. She had
been the cue topic of all the signalings
and sign language which in the din
-of the machinery, took the place of
words, over since she came into the
room; but not a so! had spoken to
her. Her introduction bed been irreg
ular, not ;o say unwarranted, and the
manner of the unusually self-assertive
PegS.v left so much to the imagination
that even p.iw they were inclined, to
hold their peace, and wait for Peggy's
lead. But Peggv found something to
Nlo atAhc looms, and took a long time
in diVing 'It. Presently-; however, she
'it$bp Ktt.l) look her accustomed place
in to tr.ith'le of the circle of break
fastcif'Vnd opening a little handker
chief, spread out her eatables on her
kr.ee, art;: took from the -'tenter" her
can (C .teaming tea. She knew that
all her followers wore watching and
walling, hence her excessive delibera
tion; and so presently she raised the
chin of tier hard face, and without
looking anywhere in particular, cried
out: "Hereh theer! thee come out here.
KrJ let's lock at thee!"
The brown head just afiovc the dis
tant loom ducked lower but there
was no reply.
t ;.':3!ip wants a special deppytation to
v her to jine our lowly circle' and
Saily laughed ominously.
Conscious that every eye was upon
her, and that defiance of authority,
however, ill-founded, must be nipped
relentlessly in the bud, Peggy left her
meal, stalked down' three loom alleys,
awl almost immediately reappeared
fyn the offending Jessie, who was evi
. .dratly struggling to keep back her
tears. With a blush and a sigh the
stranger dropped into the nearest seat,
' and began quietly to consume her re
maining food, which nobody in the cur
iosity of the moment noticed consisted
of plain dry bread.
But somehow the thing did not go
fcif properly. Jessie did not reseut her
rough treatment, but only seemed a
little more shy and timid than was
common in such cases. She answered
when-spoken to, enduring a dropping
fro of stinging raillery without the
-lightest show of resentment, was con
ciliatory without being "soapy"; but
neither then nor in the longer dinner
hour did . they succeed in getting the
le?.s3t hit- nearer to her.
A mo ulrpassed. but beyond the dis
covery that she did not belong to the
valley at all, but walked three miles
night and morning from and tu Ski!-lir-Kl'v-t.
they knew little more of Js
nic than a' the end of the first day.
She turnr-i out to be a rather be; Lor
p.vt than the r.io.'t of .them, arel
do rather more money, and thi-s dl-l
lie.', iuii3roVK her position but when
"t: t sillv Lobbv" gave her an extra
loo-n. though there were girls who li ; I
f.cn' waiting expectantly for the privl
for months, things began to ha,p
cTiCurious rccidcnis occurred to her
machinery, her-, cop-skips got accideu-
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WEAVING - SHED.
AcKworth.
tally upset, little flaws which but for
her very special assiduity, would have
destroyed her reputation as a weaver,
began to appear in work, and at last
she had to be "called over the coals"
by that terrible person the outlooker.
Jessie grew limp and pensive, and had
a worried look which somehow gave
savage satisfaction to the hard-hearted
Peggy. Meanwhile meal-time3 became,
seasons of increasing distress to the
stranger, for Peggy, employing her
assistants to serve her purpose, con
trived that Jessie should have no
peace. And then an incident transpired
which precipitated the inevitable
crisis. Lancashire mill-girls are all
musical, and the clatter of the looms
made conversation difficult, and the
nature of their employment sets both
head and tongues at liberty, singing
cf all sorts was general.
The music in Number Seven shed
was a curious medley of concert-hall
ditties,. Sunday-school songs and San
kcy hymns. It was soon noticed an
other offense that Jessie Gleave never
joined in; but when they recalled her
low, masculine sort of voice, the more
reasonable were not. surprised. In the
dinner-hour the better singers, and
those who could not sing but thought
they could, were sometimes roughly
constrained to give solos; and on sev
eral occasions Slippy Jane, who was a
sort of self-appoiDted stage-manager,
invited Jessie, whom she called "Putty
face." to "oblige the company." Jessie
joined .in her soft, quiet way in the
laugh against, her, but nobody thcught
seriously of pressing her to sing. Then
Slippy Jane made a discovery. Spying
in Jessie's temporary absence in the
warehouse, among the newcomer's per
sonal belonging, she came across a
paper-hack copy, of "The Messiah."
With a little whoop of triumph Jane
held it up. and in a few seconds some
thirty girls were standing round ex
amining and discussing it.
The secret, such as it was. was out,
and for three days poor Jessie was bul
lied and quizzed until her pale face
grew pitiful to behold. And then an
amazing thing occurred. One after
noon the telegraph boy a rare comer,
indeed was led into the shed, and
conducted straight to. Jessie. A few
minutes later he departed with a reply,
and at four o'clock Jessie stopped her
looms and went home. What could it
mean? Some thought she. was leaving
the shop for -good, but when Jessie
came back next morning more weary
Io.king than ever, the queen of the
shop was jeered so unmercifully for
her failure that she determined to
drive her away. On Friday, the pay
day, Peggy Pratt, who had all day been
unusually taciturn, left the shed and
went out.
In ten minutes she was back, with
the still damp local paper just issued.
She threw off her shawl, called to her
side Dinah Belt, who acted as public
reader to the sited, and. handing her
thepaper doubled down at. a certain
paragraph, laconically commanded her
to read.
Dinah did as she was bidden and an
nounced: "Miscellaneous Concert at Siddenham."
The extract proved rather lengthy,
rind we have no space to insert it here.
The part which concerns us. however,
related that the popular contralto,
'.Miss Lottie Rymer, had been taken ill,
and that in the emergency the man
agement had been directed to a local
singer, living almost in their midst,
who had been prevailed upon at. brief
est notice to take the vacant place.
Her name was Miss Jessie Haeseltine.
There was a puzzled pause when the
render concluded and nobody noticed
the alarming distress of the unpopular
weaver. Then some of the more im
patient ones demanded somewhat sulk
ily: "Well, Peg, what's ii all about?"
Peggy, mute and still, glared around in
stern triumph and uttered not a word.-
"Well, what's f comert tc do wi'
us?"
"That singer's name wur Jessie sum
mat, worn't it?"
"Well?" and though every face was
set on Peg. eyes began to steal round
toward the white-lipped, half-fainting
Jessie.
"An: thorp's a girl i' this shed called
Jessie, isn't there only she says she's
married. "
Tho shrinking culprit cowered on her
up-turned skip, a:ul hid her face in
her hands.
"Thai's what that telegraphs means,
it wur her as sung."
Duil vender :d blank incredulity
chased each oTh-.r over fifty female
faces, and.thi'ii vanished before hot
re:-ei.! ii?ent, and Peg lifted a bony fin-;-cr,
and pointing 'accusingly at Jessie,
said: "And her prtendin she couldn't
ting at allV'
.Abashed before the lowering, harden
ing faces, Jessie began a pleading p ro
les t, but Peg, reading her supporters
like a book, looked round them, 'and
FACE.
demanded: "Shall she sing, or shall
she not?"
'"Aye, she shall, she shall!" cried
at least forty of the fifty voices.
"I will I will sing!" and she lifted
a face that would have melted a stone
"but not how. Oh, not today:"
"Now, now; strike up! Co on wi'
thee!"
"Oh, lasses! friends! please have
pity! Yes, yes. I'll sing, if you'll let
me alone."
At a word from Peg the rest fell
back, and. dropping upon the floor
and folding their legs under them, they
made ready to listen and laugh, or
mock or ironic-ally applaud, as seemed
fittest.
Jessie, her face whiter than ever,
and her lips quivering, puckered her
brow in evident endeavor to recall
some son-g, but suddenly she broke
down and pathetically begged to be
excused.
"Let V girl alone!" cried two of the
elder ones; but Peg. taking a stride
nearer and standing over her. said:
"I'll gi' thee till I count twenty, and
then " And Peg shook a significant
fist.
Pitiful, abashed and tremulous. Jes
sie desperately braced herself and thou
as a sudden thought came rushing upon
her, her face flushed, her eyes began
to shine, and next moment that old
shed rang with such notes as it had
certainly never heard before. Few of
the listeners knew the song, but all
recognized the words, and presently
the sneers began to fade, incredulity
and grudging surprise both gave way
to solemn wonder, and in a moment or
two fifty pairs of eyes were fixed on
the soloist and fifty mouths' stood half
open in ever-increasing appreciation.
Jessie was singing, "Oh, Rest in the
Lord," and as the immortal solo as
serted its ascendency the mcst flip
pant and empty face in that company
became sofL and solemn and Peggy
Pratt, who had a Sunday school past,
looked and listened with rupt melting
expression.
But presently there was a change.
Even that wonderful voice and its
equally wonderful subject faded in in
terest before the notice given to tho
singer herself. All fear, all shjness
had gone, the face had become impas
sioned; the singer had escaped them,
forgotten them, floated out of their
reach, her throat swelling, her face
glowing, and her eyes ablaze with
glory. She was somewhere else, sing
ing to somebody else, and all the fire
and passion of her soul were in her
song. Every eye was riveted upon her,
fascinated and hypnotized, the music
forgotten in the musician; they watch
ed and watched, and suddenly another
flush and an eager, radiant smile pass
ed over her face, tears gushed from
eyes that seemed drowning in glory;
she swayed a moment, expanded her
chest for a last eort, and the next mo
ment lay swooning on the floor.
When Jessie came to herself, nothing
would induce her to go home, and by
three o'clock, whiter and wanner than
ever, she badot her looms going.
j lint I hat was the quietest afternoon in
llw history of Number Seven site:!,
j and though little was said, everything
j that those rough natures could think
1 of was done to atone for the past,
t Jessie was not in her place next
i morning, sieither was Peggy Pratt,
i The latter, however, came at breakfast
j time, aliff as soon as the weavers had
j got all seated, with their eatables in
! their laps, and their cans at the corner
! of their knees, Peggy came out cf her
! loom alley, and, standing in ihe'r
! midst, commanded, "Hearken!"
Attention was not difficult to get,
for they had not yet receive red from
the sudden sobering of the day before,
and most of them felt there must be
something yet 10 be told.
Even tlie rattle of spoons and can
handles stopped.
"I've found out all about that that
there singer."
The listeners were forgetting to eat.
"She won a scholarship feu- singing,
an' wur goin to London fur t' larn to
be a perfessioziak"
One or two looked a little, supercili
ous. "And her folks wanted her to breik
it off wi' her chap, 'cause he wur sickly-"
The mention of her "chap" raised a
little giggle among the juniors, but it
was suppressed by sternest glances.
"An' 'stead 'o that she married him
and chucked London up."
A 'low murmuring, supported by
fifty pairs of shining eyes.
"And her folks took agean her -for
it ; and when he wur took bad she had
to tak' to her weyving agvin to keep
him and his mother."
Short little gasps of interest and
several biting epithets.
"An" she's gotten him big doctors
and Inexpensive things to do him good,
an' nearly worked, herself to death,
lie wanted her to stop wi' him yester
day," but she couldn't, they were too
poor."
A series of pitiful, protesting moans.
"An' when she sung yesterday she
wur singin' to him."
Tears were rising into eyes that were
usually hard enough.
"She was 'feared he might be dvin'
j and he wur."
j Open, undisguh-od weeping on evciy
j side.
"There's nobbut one thing more I've
gotten to say, and I want ye to mark
it."
Eye-drying was stopped on the in
stant. 1
"He worn't in no clubs, an' she's
nowt to bury him wi'."
Then the floodgates were opened,
and a crowd of sobbing women gath
ered round the strangely softened
Peggy, and as the engine started there
was a rush and almost a fight for Jes
sie's looms, which for some days were
worked by deputy and for her benefit.
Number Seven shed buried Jessie's
husband buried him handsomely; and
when at length Jessie went to Loudon
to take up her studies her fellow stu
dents had great sport with a big German-gilt
picture-frame she brought
with her, and which she hung in the
place of honor in her lodgings. It con
tained vignettes of fifty plain, even
rough-looking weaver-women; but Jes
sie seemed to set great store by it.
Southern Christian Advocate.
WOLF HUNTING IN INDIANA.
Farmers Capture Five Within an
Hour's Ride of Chicago. ,
Five wolves captured and some still
free within rifle shot of where stupen
dous manufacturing interests are be
ing rapidly developed serves to em
phasize the theory that, after all, civili
zation is, as yet, only a step removed
from savagery. In the Calumet district
of Indiana, scarcely more than an
hour's ride from Chicago, the nathes
are boasting of recent wolf exploits
and hoping for more to come.
For some time tracks that old timers
declare were those of wolves had been
seen. Scoffers pronounced it impossi
ble, but more tracks were seen.
Stran&e noises were heard at night;
chickens disappeared; even a sheep or
two and small calves were killed and
partly devoured.
Finally George Hamper, in charge of
a c lubhouse and the surrounding farm,
killed a full grown wolf and, skinning
it carefully, had the skin stuffed and
mounted. Iiunt.?rs, of course, envied
Hamper's good fortune. However, this
was not the only opportunity afforded.
The depredations continued.
Wolves were often seen in the gray
of early morning seizing chickens and
devouring such carcasses of animals
as had not been buried.
No one secured another successful
shot and apparently the wolf pac k was
thriving and waxing larger and bolder.
Several farmers along the river set
traps, only to find them empty morning
after morning.
Hamper determined upon trying his
fortune as a trapper. He hauled ref
use, throwing it into considerable piles
in such positions as to form a hollow
square, in the centre of which was a
dead horse. Between each two pile3
he set a strong trap so that to get
at the meat the wolves must pa.?s over
the traps or leap over the piles.
Everything ready, Hamper and his
men were anxious for the morning. It
came, but no wolf was cowering in a
tr.in. Wic noxt day, however, as they
were husking corn one o" the men de
clared that he saw something moving
among the refuse piles.
It p- ved to be a full grown wolf,
and a male. How to- secure him alive
without encountering danger puzzled
them a little; but one of the men cut a
forked stick and held it upon his neck
with sufficient force to pin hint to the
ground and to prevent him turning his
head to bite.
Next a strap was slipped over his
body and moved forward until it could
be buckled about bis neck. A chain
fastened to the strap provided a moans
by which he could be lied.
Throwing blankets over the animal,
the men took the wolf to a building at
the club where he was chained very
much like one of his cousins, the watch
dogs.
Since then three more wolves have
succumbed to the prowess of Hamper,
who is still awaiting a material reward
in the form of bounty offered for wolf
scalps. Chicago Daily News.
Joy i n One's Work.
It may be proved with much cer
tainty that God iriends no man to
live in this world without working;
but jt seems to me no less evident
that H" intends every man to bo hap
py iu his work. It is written, "In the
sweat of thy brow," but it was never
written "In the breaking of thine
heart "--"thou shalf cat bread." I
find that no small misery is caused by
over-worked and unhappy people, in
the dark views which they necessarily
take up themselves and force upon
others of work itself. I believe the
fad of their being unhappy is in itself
a violation of divine law and a sign of
some kind of folly or sin in their way
of life. Now, in order that people, may
be happy in their work, those three
i ibins are ncoiieu: 1 ney musi no in
for ii - they must not do too much of
! if cud tbi'v nnis; have n sense of
j success in it. Raskin.
1 Moving.
j lb- n-a-.l the letter twice and then
sid:
j "This i one of the most moving
i pit ?:? of literature I over saw." .
! "is ii an appeal for aid?" asked his
1 -i
1 vi to.
I "No. It's a note from the landlord
i savins i-c n'!S raised the rent."
CUSTOMS OF NAVAJOS.
WIVES ARE BOUGHT AND THE
MOTHER-IN-LAW RULES.
Old Husbands for Young Girls The
Marriage Ceremony Simple Super
stitions Prevent the Navajos From
Digging Graves Funeral Feasts
and Customs.
The Navajo is somewhat polyga
mous in tendency, but as he has to
pay roundly for each wife only the
most wealthy of the tribe can afford
the luxury of several wives.
When a young wife has grown old
and ugly, the husband often discards
her, taking unto himself a younger
and prettier one. Thus he takes his
wives tandem, instead of abreast as
the Mormons did.
The Navajo secures his wife by
purchase and the Navajo maiden
never lacks offers of marriage. She
is not at liberty to choose for herself,
but is a sort, of standing invitation,
which her mother holds out, for in
formal proposals.
The Navajo mother-in-law is the
greatest on earth, for the daughter
belongs to her mother until married,
when the bridegroom also becomes
the property of his mother-'n-law,
with whom he is required to live. As
he is also required never to look her
iu the face, existence becomes a com
plicated problem.
The young girl seldom gets a
young husband and the young man
seldom gets a young wife. Property
among the Navajos is mostly posses
sed by the old men, so they are, a3 a
rule, able to offer a larger price for
the girl than is tho young man who
has not yet had time to accumulate
his fortune. It requires several
ponies and a good flock of sheep to
buy a young and buxom Navajo
maiden.
"I recently witnessed an old squaw
leading a young girl about 10 years
old, in the nchool :,;ciiuds at the
Navajo agency," says a writer in the
Indian School Journal. "As she ap
proached the agent's office she fell
upon her face by the sidewalk and
immediately set up a loud, mournful
wailing.
" 'Some of her people must be
dead," I said to the agent.
" 'No,' he r.eplied. T know the old
lady well. You see that little girl
sitting there 011 the sidewalk beside
her? Well, that girl is about ten
years old. A short time ago her
mother sold hor to an old man for
his wifo.
"'Ho is 70-years old and stone
blind. The matter . was reported to
mo. and I ordered her to bring the
little girl to tho agency and put her
in school, and that is what she is
hero for, but she does not want to
give the girl up ami that is why she
is wailing.
" "Site hopes to get my sympathy,
but I will not stand for it. That girl
must go to ;,ckonl. where she belongs.'
"So sajiug, ho called a policeman
and ordered the-' girl taken to school
and turned over to the matron.
The Navajo wedding ceremony is
thus described by A. M. Sl"pheu:
"On the night set for the wedding
both famiiivs and their friends moot
at. tho hut of the bride's family. Hero
ther-1 is much feasting and singing
and tho bride's family makes return
presents to tho bridegroom's people,
but not, cf course, to tho same
amount.
"Tim women of the bride's family
prepare corn meal porridge, which is
poured into the wedding basket. The
bride's uncle- then sprinkles a circu
lar ring and cross of tho sacred blue
pollen of tho larkspur upon the por
ridge, in-ar tho outer edge and in the
cent 10.
"The- bride has hit lici t o been lying
beside her mother, conce aled under a
blanket, on the woiuan's side of the
hogau (hut). After calling to her to
come to him, iter uncle seals her on
the west side of the hut, and tho
bridegroom sits down before her,
with his face toward hers and the
basket of porridge sot between them.
"A gourd of water is then given to
the bride, who pours some of it on
the bridegroom's hands while he
washes them, and ho then performs
a like office for her. With tho first,
two fingers of the right hand h" then
takes a pinch of porridge, just where
the line of pollen touches the circle
cf the oast side. lie eats this one
pinch, and the bride dips with her
finger from the same place.
"lie (hen takes in succession a
pinch from the other places where the
lines touch the circle and a final
pinch from the centre; the bride's
fingers following his. The basket of
porridge k- then passed over to the
younger guests, who speedily devour
it with merry clamor, a custom
analogous ;o dividing the bride's cake
at a wedding. The eUkr relatives of
the couple now give them much good
and weighty advice, and the marriasc
is compleie."'
Tin- Navajos do not bury fie ir
dead. A', lc.c-t il-.y do not inter
tueni. The Navajo's superstition pre
vents him from even so much as
touching a dead body.
So before life has entirely left the
body i:. is wrapped in a new blanke
arid carried to some convenient set
eluded spcot. where it is deposited 04
top of the ground, together with al
the persona) effects of the deceased
trinkets, etc., are carefully deposited
beside the nodyv when there are ac
longer any signs of life in the body,
stones are piled up around and over
it, in order, they sa, to keep the
coyotes from carryingit off.
If the deceased be aXgrown person!
his favorite saddle ponyvjs led up to
the grave, where it is knoVked in tho
head with an axe. Here itSjiee, with
bridle, saddle and blanket, ready for
the journey to the spirit wor
lne iavajos never dig a gvave
themselves, though they like v
much to have the white people bur
their dead, and if they are anywhere y
neur wiieiu wans peopie uve iney
will ask them, in case they have a.
death in the familj', to take charge
of the body and bury it. If by chance
one of their number dies in the house
before they have time to remove him
they immediately set fire to the ho
gan and burn it up, with its contents,
thus cremating the body.
Believing that an evil spirit enters
a body at death, and that if they
come in contact with the dead this
evil spirit will enter into their bodies,
they are afraid to touch a corpse or
even the house in which the person
died.
Upon the dtath of the head of a
Navajo family all of his possessions
go to his relatives brothers, sisters,
etc., instead of descending to his
wife and children. This custom is,
perhaps, the most harmful in effect
of any practised these days by the
Navajo.
It often leaves the wife and chil
dren destitute, especially where tbt?
husband owned the flocks as well as
the cattle and the ponies. However,
the Navajo women usually own the
flocks, in which case the mother and
children have some mears of scanty
support at least.
SEEKS TO GROW OUR TOBACCO.
Japan Imootts American Product Now
But Plans to Raise It at Home.
Under authority of the tobacco
monopoly bureau of Japan, which is
operated as an adjunct of the Depart
ment of Finance, T. Abe of Tokio
called at the Department of Agricul
ture, Washington, D. C, with creden
tials from Viscount Aoki, the Japanese
Ambassador, to ascertain exactly the
amount of tobacco raised in Virginia
and North and South Carolina.-.a part
of which is sent to Japan, as: well as
the met!. oil of production.,
Mr. Abe made no seers'!! of the fact
that the Japanese government desired
all information possible reganling the
culture of this particular grade cf to
bacco in order that Japanese farmers
may successfully grow it, and thus do
away with the necessity of importing
American-grown tobacco. Several at
tempts have been made to cultivate
the American product in Japan, but
failure inevitably resulted because the
lobacoo produced lacked the aroma
characteristic of the American pro
duct. Such information as the depart
men had was given to Japan's repre
sentative, who laler loft for Connectl-
cut to insn: ct the Government expfri
mental station in that State.
The Government has become alarm
ed over the effect 0:1 American tobac
co exports due to Governmental mon
opolies abroad, having in mind the
conditions existing in France. Italy,
Spain. Austria, and Japan, and to meet
hose conditions and to prevent, so
far as possible, a curtailment of Amer
ican exports of tobacco, there was in
corporated in the Agricultural Appro
priation bill recently an amendment
providing for an investigation in
countries where the. business of buy
ing and selling tobacco is conducted
by the Government.
Letters of Excuse.
A school teacher has a collection ot
ouaint excuses brought in to her by
her pupils. She teaches on the Easfe
Side of New York, and her wards,
who are of very humble birth indeed.,
hand her excuses written on paper
boxes, maga.-.i no covers, and even wall
paper.
One note said: "Rxcuse my soa.
Gorg for been absent on previa oc
casion for he had no shews."
Another said: "Please excuse Jacob
for not to have because it was z. hat
buying, and came till late."
A third, written on a piece of walk
paper, said: "Dear and honored ad
-.i;'.ni.-.traisur. wish yourself of excus
iug n:a daughter because thai she ah
seated herself. Wish yourself to ao
cent rnuve tellciU-.doiis. Llano Pi
ei re." New York Press.
A Hop and a Jump.
"It seem- h-' met her at a hoy,
promptly ir.o-.io.-cd and now they're tk
be married."
"Sintu-a' thr. : he should take that
bleu a. a hep."
"She took it at a jump." Courier
Journal.
The great Lick icicscune reveals."'
vtars so far distant thai it would re-,
quire :h'.e ) of them placed togelhec
to be visible to the naked eye.
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