"A Story of Father Mathew.
“Father Mathew was the most lov-
and lovable of human beings,” and
in the light of this statement found in
a biography of the famous Irish priest
‘by Mrs. Katherine Tynan Hinkson
two incidents of his crusade for tem-
perance in the north of Ireland should
be read.
At Clones, in Ulster, there were two
Orange flags raised when he visited
it. Instead of considering it as an in-
sult, he thought ii a very great com-
pliment, never having seen one or
been honored with one before. When
he saw them he called for three cheers
for the Orange flag. Commenting on
this, an Irish writer says:
“A Catholic priest calling for a cor-
dial salutation of the Orange banner
and a Catholic assembly heartily re-
sponding was something almost incon-
ceivable. It had never occurred before
in Ireland. I'm afraid it has never oc-
curred since.”
I'or the time being there were good
will and friendly feeling from one end
of Ulster to the other. One recruit
who knelt for Father Mathew's bless-
ing said:
“You wouldn't be blessing me if you
knew what I am.”
“And what are you, my dear?’ Fa-
ther Mathew called men, women and ;
children “my dear.”
“I am an Orangeman, your rever-
ence.”
“Why, God bless you, my dear, I
wouldn't care if you were a lemon
man!"
A Lost Fee.
The Right Hon. Augustine Birrell
once believed that he had been smit-
ten with a mortal disease and went to
consult a distinguished doctor who
lived in the neighborhood of Harley
street and who was a great expert on
the disease of which he thought he
was a victim. It was a hot day in July,
and as he walked from his London
home, which was in the neizhborhood
of Addison road, to Harley street he
perspired freely.
He found the great physician's
rooms all crowded with patients—
probably, he thought, suffering from a
similar complaint to himself.
While waiting he found on the table
a book written by the great physician
on the subject of the particular dis-
case, Ile opened the book, and the
first words which caught his eye were
these: “The patient who is suffering
from this disease never perspires.”
He had Scoteh blood in his veins, so
he picked up his hat and gloves and
walked out, and he never saw that
eminent physician.—London Scraps.
Reynard’'s Cunning.
While crossing an old field waist
high with withered mullein stalks,
goldenrod and other weeds I noticed
a dog within forty feet. He was part-
Iy hidden by the grasses, but appeared
to be a young, reddish brown setter,
pottering along, smelling at this clump
and that bunch of weeds and grad-
ually circling behind me. In a few
minutes I heard a yell, “There goes a
fox.” Sure enough, over the top of a
neighboring hill a hundred yards away
went my “dog.” It was a shrewd
plece of work on his part to throw me
off my guard by seeming indifferent
and when behind me ond out of sight
to streak it for cover. I had probably
disturbed him during his afternoon
slesta. Many a fox have I hunted and
killed, but this one fooled me com-
pletely. It forms a very pleasant rec-
ollection as an instance of brute sa-
gacity.—Forest and Stream.
Crafty Master Fox.
‘A fox was one day seen coming out
of a pile of stones near the water-
side. He hid in the heather for
awhile and then pushed out some-
thing on the water, which proved to
pe a bunch of moss. The wind took
it into the middle of the lake and
blew it past some ducks sitting on the
surface, Having watched his venture
for -perhaps ten minutes with appar-
ent satisfaction and observed that it
neared the ducks without arousing
their suspicions, our friend began to
collect another and larger bunch of
moss, which he allowed to float in the
same direction, but this time he swam
behind it, taking care to show only his
eyes and nose above water. Just as
it was passing the group of ducks he
made a sudden dive, pulled down a
bird and swam back to shore under
water. Arrived there, he carried the
duck to the pile of heather, where his
wife and daughter were no doubt
waiting to enjoy the fruits of his la-
bors.—“Forty-five Years of Sport.”
Some Troubles of a Pianist.
Harcld Bauer, the pianist, has had
some curious experiences during his
travels.
While playing in Barcelona he was
challenged to fight a duel by an ex-
cited member of the audience whom
the had reproved for disturbing the re-
cital by his noisy conduct. On another
occasion, In Italy, he had to be car-
ried through an underground tunnel
ito escape the attentions of frantic ad-
mirers,
One of his most extraordinary expe.
riences was in Russia. It was in &
little town near Moscow, and in the
middle of his performance the pianist
‘was arrested by the police on the
grounds that he was obtaining money
under false pretenses. The police ac-
ition was based on the grounds that a
{Hungarian dance appeared on the pro-
and that there were no dancers.
They overlooked the terrible fact that
Ir. Bauer had piayed two marches
iwithout a single soldier being present.
‘Cincinnati Tribune.
year, is endeavoring to obtain the nec-
essary assistance at that place for the
construction of an air balloon on a
very large scale. He proposes that it
shall be 722 feet in diameter, which he
calculates will carry up thirty-seven
tons and which he supposes, therefore,
will easily support fifty people and all
necessary accommodation for them. It
is to have attached to it a vessel fur-
nished with masts, sails and every
other article required for navigating
the sea in case of accidents and pro-
vided with a cabin for the aeronauts,
properly fitted up, gallery for cook-
ing, proper stores for stowing provi-
sions and several other conveniences.
To render the ascent more safe, it is
to take up another smaller balloon
within it and a parachute, which will
render the descent perfectly gentle if
the outer balloon bursts. From its
construction it will be calculuted to re-
main in the air several weeks. —From
Hudson (N. Y.) Balance and Colum-
bilan Repository of July 15, 1806.
An Awful Rebuke.
Once upon a time a certain commu.
nity planned to give a dinner to a
judge there. When the judge came to
scan the list of those invited he raised
i vigorous protest against one name,
that of a man who had been the most
brilliant lawyer in town, but who was
now the town drunkard. They finally
overcame his opposition, but the town
drunkard bad heard of it. He was the
last speaker called upon. He arcse
and sald: “Mr. Toastmaster—Fifteen
years ago 1 had a practice in this town
that amounted to $12,000 a year. 1
had a wife and family whom I sup-
ported in comfort. 1 had my own
horse and carringe. At that time the
guest of the evening was on his way
west in an emigrant wagon. He land-
ed in this town and started in to make
his living. Since then, Mr. Toastmas-
ter,” he cried, with a pathetic break in
his volce—*“since that time I have been
going steadily down, down, down, and
our guest has been going up, up, up,
until now we are just about on a
level.”
Disraeli's Jokes.
Disraeli dearly loved a joke at the
expense of others. An author who
had sent his latest effort in fiction to
him received the following compli
mentary acknowledgment:
“I thank you for the book you sent
me and will lose no time in reading it.”
“] wonder what makes my eyes so
weak,” a flerce Radical once said to
Disraeli.
“It is because they are in a weak
place,” was the reply.
An incident in the life of the late
Lord Rosslyn shows how acute was
the sense of humor in Disraell. “What
can we do with RossyIn?’ he asked of
a colleague.
“Make him master of the buck-
hounds, as his father was,” suggested
the latter.
“No,” replied the premier; “he swears
far too much for that. We will make
him high commissioner to the Church
of Scotland.” And such he was made.
—(Chambers’ Journal.
A Maker of Bulls.
Some excellent bulls are credited to
William Arolin, who was a London
police judge in the thirties of the last
century. He once remarked to coun-
sel, “If you can show precisely at
what moment the offense was commit-
ted and prove that the prisoner was
not there when he did it, he could not
possibly have done it.” And he sagely
added, “We cannot divest ourselves of
common sense in a court of justice.”
Of a similar character was an axiom
he once delivered himself of, which
has been maliciously fathered on many
other occupants of the bench, “If ever
there was a case of clearer evidence
than this case, this case is that case.”
A Prophecy.
A certain college president in In-
diana, a clergyman, when addressing
the students in the chapel at the be-
ginning of the college year observed
that it was “a matter of congratula-
tion to all the friends of the college
that the year had opened with the
largest freshman class in its history.”
Then, without any pause, the good
man turned to the lesson for the day,
the Third Psalm, and began to read in
a voice of thunder:
“Lord, how are they Increased that
trouble me!"—Detroit News-Tribune.
A Drawing Card.
“1 see sixteen years elapse between
acts 2 and 3,” said the manager.
“Gives me an idea.”
“What's that?” inquired the author.
“I'll have the gowns that the heroine
wears during those sixteen years on
exhibition in the lobby. That ought to
draw the women in droves."—Louis-
ville Courier-Journal.
Cruel.
Leading Tragic Man—Did you see
how 1 paralyzed the audience in the
death scene? They were crying all
over the house! Stage Manager—Yes;
they knew you weren't really dead.—
London Tit-Bits.
Contradictory.
Blobbs—Women are certainly contra-
flictory. Slobbe: That's right. It’s
when a woman gets hot at you that
she treats you coldly. — Philadelphia
Record.
Woman's Needs.
A woman in a divorce case was
asked why she bought adornments in-
stead of necessities. Who shall de-
cide what are necessities for women?
—Ohiengo News.
Lookers on many times see more
than the gamesters.—RBacon
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Scorched Tabie Linen,
When the three men sat down the
leader of the trio began a minute in-
spection of the tablecloth. Presently
he put his finger on several little
scorched spots.
“See this?’ he said to the walter.
“Yes, sir.”
“Well,” said the man, “just bear in
mind, won't you, that these holes were
here when we came in? And when we
get through don’t tack a dollar on to
our bill te pay for burned table linen.”
“That's all right,” said the waiter.
“I'll look out for that.” [
The order having been given, the
cautious diner elucidated his remarks
still further. “That is a trick those
fellows have,” he said. “Somebody
burns the tablecloth with sparks “rom
a cigar and gets away before the dam-
age is discovered, and the next comer. |
if he happens to be a smoker, is blamed
for his predecessor's sins and 1s
charged with the cost of the linen. IT
have had to pay well for other peo-
ple’s carelessness, so nowadays I make |
it a point to examine tablecloths at
the beginning of a meal.”—New York |
Press.
A Royal Romance.
The second son of Prince Oscar 11. |
fell in love with a Miss Ebba Munck |
while at Bournemouth. She was one!
of the ladies in waiting to the Swed?h
crown princess, and King Oscar wished
his son to make an alliance with one
of the royal houses of Europe. The
difficulty seemed one to be met only
by drastic steps on the part of the
lovers, but Queen Sophie's heart was
won, and she it was who obtained the
king's consent. She was very ill, and
a dangerous operation was the only
chance of saving her life. “If I under-
go it and {it is successful, will you al-
low Oscar and Ebba to be married?”
she asked the king, and of course the
king promised. A year later the queen
was quite well again. The lovers were
in her room when the king approached.
At the door he stood and listened.
Miss Munck was singing to the queen,
and he waited until it was over. Then
he advanced, held out one hand to his
son and gave his other to Miss Munck,
and so his pledge was fulfilled and the
couple came into their happiness.
A Narrow Escape.
An old circus man tells this incident
as one of the narrow escapes he had
in the show business. He had trained
lions, zebras, leopards, rhino-— you
know-—and all sorts of beasts of prey,
but this, he says, was his narrowest
escape. It was when he was running
a dime museum in Milwaukee.
One day a mild mannered Russian
came out of the railway station with
a valise in his hand. He was a heavily
bearded man and with shaggy hand:
and arms like George Esau. He hun:-
ed up a cabman and inquired modest:
ly, “Where is the dime museum?”
The cabman told him and then aske:!.
“Want to ride up?” .
“Yes,” the bearded stranger told him
quietly, almost bashfully, “I'm to be
employed up there. I'm the wild man.”
“The narrow escape,” says the ex-
circus man, “lay in the fact that no
newspaper man heard the man's re-
mark and that the cabman was ap
Englishman, with no sense of humor,
who never thought to repeat it.”—Ex
change.
Origin of the Word “Mustard.”
Our English word “mustard” is
traceable’ to the French *“moutarde.”
the origin of which is curiously given
In 1382 Philip the Bold, duke of Bur-
gundy, granted to the town of Dijon
the privilege of bearing his armorial
ensigns, with the motto “Moult me
tarde” (“I wish ardently”), in return
for a handsome contingent of a thou-
sand men furnished to him at his ex-
pense. Pleased with the royal con-
descension, the authorities ordered the
device to be affixed over the principal
gates of the city. Time or accident at
length obliterated the middle word.
the two remaining, moult tarde.
printed on the labels which the
hants of Dijon pasted on pots in
1h
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the world.
ig
The Word “Wallop.”
The origin of the familiar vernacu
Commercial ‘phone.
they sent this commodity all |:
lar verb “to wallop” is not generall;
known. It comes from the family
BROTHERS,
State College, Pa
name of the earls of Portsmouth, Sir
John Wallop, K. G.. was admiral
commander in the reign of Kingz Hen-
ry VIII. of the fleet which avenged
French raids by burning French ships
and twenty-one French villages. This
was called, in the current parlance of
the times, “walloping” them, and the
phrase passed into the language and
still survives.
A Convenient Topic.
“1 wonder what persuaded Mr. Blig-
gins to believe in reincarnation?”
“The fact,” replied Miss Cayenne,
“that so fey people know anything
about it. It enables him to have the
conversation almost entirely to him
self.” Washington Star.
A Man's Birthday.
We do not know whence a man cocmes
nor whither he goes, yet we choose his
birth or death day to celebrate his re-
curring century. We should choose
his day of achievement.—London Sat-
arday Review.
No Rosason.
Braidsen Tapes—Yes, I'm fired—dis-
eharged without any reason! Silkson
Thredd—Weli, you didn't have any
when you took the job, did you?—
Syracuse Herald.
The Drawback.
“The unlucky in love are said to be
lucky at cards.”
“What good does it do ‘em? They
can't get out nights to play.”—Ex-
charge.
The liusion of Night.
I sometimes fancy that every great
city must have been built by night.
At least it is only at night that every
part of a great city is great, All archi-
tecture is great architecture after sun-
set, Perhaps architecture is really a
nocturnal art, like the art of fireworks.
At least 1 think many people of those
nobler trades that work by night (jour-
nalists, policemen, burglars, coffee stall
keepers and such mistaken enthusiasts
as refuse to go home till morning)
must often have stood admiring some
black bulk of building with a crown of
battlements or a crest of spires and
then burst into tears at daybreak to
discover that it was only a haberdash-
er's shop with huge gold letters across
the face of it.—G. A. Chesterton in
London News.
Tax on Hats.
Not only have hats at various times
been subject to taxation, but have even
been made the subject of special laws,
Thus in Henry VIL's reign none was
allowed to sell hats at a larger price
than 20 pence or caps for more than
23. 8d. Some compensation, however,
for this interference with free trade
could be found in the fact that in 1571
on Sundays and holidays every one
above seven years of age was required
to wear a cap of wool of English make
under penalty of 3 farthings fine for
every day's neglect.—London Chronicle.
Knew the Trouble.
“You are wasting your time, old
man,” said Fred to George. “You are
courting the wrong girl.”
“No: she's the right girl. I'm afraid
the trouble is I'm the wrong man.”—
Philadelphia inquirer.
Private Macshorty—Death,
yer honor!—Illustrated Bits.
Cne Advantage.
“Well, doctor: boy or girl?”
“Girl.”
“That's good. My wife won't take
my best clothes to cut down for her.”
—New York Prese.
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until February zoth.
Bargain Counter Stuffs.
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too many short lengths of odds and ends in every
department. We have taken all these short
lengths in Silk, Wool and washable stuffs and put
them on a special table at prices far below cost.
We are house-cleaning in every department.
These Bargains will not last long, the choice will
go first.
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