Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1876-03-23
BY "NAC. CAwBER.
ARGOS, Ind, Mar. Dist, 1876.

Ask the oldest inhabitant" about
the roads.
Master Clemmie Blain, OF Plym-
outh, paid Argos flying visit last
week.
Its Rev. Byrket this time. Some
Of our citizens are slightly acquaint-
ed with him.
Some persons, fearing they will
not be noticed at the Centennial
show, blow" themselves up TO man.
moth proportions. If the matter is
referred to they get fighting mad"
If any man could ride astride a
horse from two till six o'clock last
Sunday morning without uttering a
few profane explosives, he is a better
christian than we. Our grace is in
sufficient for such trial.
"A sad scene: A man spending his
hard-earned dollars for drink. A dis
gushing scene: Several dead beats,
taking advantage OF his inebria;iOn.
following hIm around trying to bor-
row CD his few remaining dollars.
The old Granite State has replied
to Ben. Hills speech. States rights,
and consequent secession, have done
enough damage to this country. and
a majority of the people are not like
ly to forget it.
A "Signal service" is reported to
be in operation in this place, but OF a
very peculiar kind. The company
intended to Use the signals for their
own especial service, so that matters
in which they alone were deeply in
terested might be hidden from the
vulgar public. But, alas "the best
laid schemes &c. A party OF work
men, by close observation Of signals
and actions, have discovered the key.
and now the supposed secrets are at
least partially public. We make this
brief mention OF the matter that the
interested parties may kno.' that the
"cat is out" Complicate the thing
little next time.
Last week Happy Stewart got
a little too happy Gf that is what you
call it) and tried to create a sensa-
ton. He succeeded in whipping one
man-at n distance of one hundred
varils-in making as much noise as
the tribe of Sitting Bull" and con-
tributing few dollars TO the school
fund. He finally boarded "a northern
bound train, but the train was stop
ped a short distance from the depot.
and the last we saw OF Happy Stew
art he was hastily climbing a SAW
dust pile, with an irate conductor in
close proximity To the seat of his
breeches. There's nothing like it.
Joseph Lewis, Familiarity known
as Uncle Jo., is the happiest man in
America. Although he is nearly sew
enty years old he is the father OF
bran new boy, and the change that is
wrought in him is indeed wonderful.
He casts aside the long worn specta-
Giles, gives away his cane. ughs at
"Rheumatics" and can kick a hole
ia the highest ceiling He thinks he
has found the philosophers stone
that his youth and pristine Wig are
fully restored but alas. time will
dispel the illusion. Nevertheless, II
week OF joy is worth more than a
life time OF misery.
We attended Sabbath school last
Sunday afternoon, and. notwiihstand
ing Supt. Mcclure requested us to
keep silent, we feel inclined to say =
word or two. Every thing moves OF
"Ii<e clock work." with that peculiar
harmony and unity OF action indica-
tive good government. Teachers
arc euIilPSt
consequently some knowledge must
be- impaired and acquired. We were
invited to take Il seat in the Bible
class, and. as We never decline,
did so. We were questioned rather
embarrassingly, but We fought nobly.
Ask the teacher il we didn't say lots
Of hard things about Absalom. The
lesson just suited us, for we never did
like Absalom. We always though:
he was "t0o fast" for the times, aud
have wondered why David mourned
SD because mule, an oak limb and a
few darts put a period to his fastness.
That mule was the only real good
one We ever read about. We don't
know when We will again submit 10
such questioning, but when we do we
suggest the same subjec,, for we
didn't get half through with AbsalOm.
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