The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1874-04-25
The DedcON'S HIT.

A rather ridiculous scene occurred in Nor
walk, Ohio, recently. The hero is prominent
and much respected deacon. The other Sunday
he started for church with an old hat on his
head. 1t was an easy hat, and the old gentle
man enjoyed it. 1t appears there are pegs to
hang hats on in the churches there. He thus
disposed of his head-gear on reaching the
church, and took his seat with the congrega-
ton. When the service was over he fingered
as is customary and proper for deacons to do
He finally reached the porch, and stopped for
his hat, and any respectable citizen can i'm
agine the horror he experienced on beholding
but one hat left, and that most dilapidated
and scandalous looking article. He could feel
his blood boil within him as he looked at and
thought of the mutton head who owned it, and
had walked off with his glossy beaver instead
He said out loud that the owner of that hat was
a mutton head, and ground his deaconish heel
into the floor, and felt much relieved by so do
ing Then he tied a handkerchief about his
head because the old hat was much too large
for him, and he could not wear it even if flesh
and spirit had not revolted against the specta
Gle. He told the sexton that the hat must have
been built in dry DOCK and the only thing
that troubled him in the matter was how a
man with head that size got into the church
any way. Then he stalked majestically home
ward, with the red handkerchief wound about
his head, and the detestable hat held at arms
length of him, and altogether forming spec
tacle that fastened the astonished attention of
every beholder. Arriving home, he extended
the obnoxious article towards his wife, and
waiting an instant for her to take in the awful
enormity of the offence he explosively shouted,
"Look at that villainous rag !" The lady looked
at it and was astonished. ri don't wonder you
are SICK" he howled morosely; ait makes me
sick to think of the bull-head who owns such
a smoke stack palming it off on me, and taking
my new beaver for himself in mistake! Gle
groaned this out with whitening sarcasms A
pretty mistake l must say when his miserable
rag is big enough to cover cart, and filthy
enough to make crow SICK" "But that's your
every day hat" asserted his wife, in still great
err establishment. "My hatw gasped the amazed
out of their sockets, and then laughing hyster
ically and shvering from head to foot. "Cer-
tainly it u.s." persisted his wife, "and here is
your best hat" taking that article from its &C
customed place and holding it out to him.
Without word the miserable man sank into q
chair, and after staring blankly at his wife for
moment, slowly said: "The ways of Provi-
dence are past finding out. Rub my head, Ma
Tidy"
PREMoN1TIoNs OF WHENCE CONE
THEY?-The Springfield (Mass.) Union relates
the following IS. M. Cooper, of ockbridge,
who died on Friday night, had remarkable
an active, robust and healthy man, but he had
said to several persons that he should never
live to see his forty-fourth birthday. He was
forty three in January. His father and grand
father had died at forty-three, but of diseases
of which he showed no symptoms yet his con-
viction that he should not survive the year
were so strong that he had been making vari-
Gus arrangements of property, &c, with refer
ence to that impression. few weeks before
his death, when at work with his son on the
mountain, he had slight attack of illness, but
it soon passed off, and he enjoined it upon his
son to make no mention of the occurrence at
home. On Friday he rose 10 his usual health,
attended an auction in Glendale in the forenoon,
was about at the stores on Stock bridge Plain in
the afternoon, procured a check at the bank
there, for the payment of life insurance poll
cy, went home and retired early, but to all ap-
pearance we'll. He soon had occasion to get up
to look to one of the children, and while stand
ing by his own bedside, was seized with sort
of internal distress, lay down, and in less than
an hour was dead"
story which may be classed under the same
head is told by the Scranton PENN Times thus
"Four persons were killed at recent railroad
disaster upon the Jefferson branch of the Erie
One of these, the engineer, John Harding, had
sister living in Carbonate. She was sitting
at the table reading at the time of the accident
and at the very instant. as afterward ascer
| tanned, of the catastrophe, she leaped from hei
chair and cried out Jack is dead. She Their
ran to the depot-told them something had
| happened to her brother-urged them to tele
| graph-and in few moments thereafter came
| the news of his terrible fate"