The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1875-01-13
BRIC-A-BTsAC.
Nouuellc- Orleaanaiss for Liar-Sheridan

Nouvellc- Orleannaiss for Liar-Sheridan.
Even Gen. John Pope admits that he
cannot hold candle to Sheridan.
Mrs. Woodruff says she loves a liar
Sheridan is the sweetheart for her.
The story, though plausible, that Gen.
P. III. Sheridan is the author Of Gulliver's
Travels, is without foundation.
Glance at the two sap roots of General
Sheridan's genealogical tree, and you
will find inscribed thereon the names of
Ananias and Saphira.
What a pity the white people of Louis
lana are not all sick women and children
in smallpox hospital, so Sheridan
could exterminate 'em with fire.
Mr.. Aphonso Barrett-no kin to our
John-late of otterville, ILL.,, left son be-
hind him when he died last July who
knew exactly how to console his young
and pretty step-mother They twain cell
ebrated New Years Day by getting mar
ried.
The Cincinnati Gazette compares Phil.
Sheridan to General Jackson There is.
Just about "a much resemblance between
the little Liar 10 Blue and grand Old
Hickory, as there is between the illumi-
mated narrative Of lightning bug and the
MONDAY sun.
The new King of Spain is the identical
baby whose arrival at Madrid while the
late Pierre Soule, Of Louisiana, was the
representative of this government near
that court, was laid at that gentlemab's
door, and caused Mrs. s to express the
opinion that Queen Isabella was mo bet
ter than she should be. -
One of those sweet romantic experiences
which we love to record as evidence that
this world is not all feeting show for
mans illusion given, that love has lodg-
nent here below, and there's truth this
side of heaven, now comes to US from Nor
thern Georgia. 1t appears that gentle
man OF Atlanta wandered out into the
country to escape che noise and hustle of
the busy town, and commune with nature
where brooks babble and fields are a-green
at the proper season. Among the birds
whose gay plumage delights the eye and
happy songs enchant the ear, he espied
and at once fixed his affections upon
young pig-a tender, milk-white, beautiful
nipgy. A few words of business import
with the owner of the porcine darling, and
the city gentleman became the possessor
of the object of his swift-born admiration.
The pretty pig was carefully basketed, to
the immense disgust and indignation of
its fond mamma, and thus transported
from sylvan scenes and pastoral disport-
ems to the glare and glitter, the fashion
and folly, of the crowded city. Next
morning, ere Aurora's rosy warning had
babe pale Luna to make room for the
god of day, the crimson banners Of whose
marching glowed redly on the gray eastern
horizon, the gentleman, who is an early
riser for denizen of the town, was attract
ed to his yard-gate by eommotion there
anent. Imagine his astonishment on dis
covering the mother of his newly-aequired
treasure endeavoring to make her way in
to the premises that were the prison
grounds of the darling of which she had
been despoiled on the preceding afternoon
Her instinct, quickened BY mother-love'
had prompted her to swift and determined
rursuit. y It's such sweet and poet
zeal episodes as this, frequently occurring
in the aromatic and. sunny southland,
that more firmly fixes in our mind the
conviction that this glorious "land of the
free hearts only home" where truth and
Sheridan together roam, is no longer IL
danger.