The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1877-07-14

An American newspaper man re-
Gently attended reception given by Pho
Mono at the Vatican. The holy father
approached him and said: "You're
American. Are you Catholic or Prot
estant?' Holy father" replied the
scribe, 81 am neither a Catholic nor a
Protestant; I'm journalist" His Holi.
ness laughed heartily, and moved on to
some one else.
Money is scarce and livery is expen-
slve, and when the subject of little
private picnic is introduced by the art
less young ladies at social gathering
1t is pleasant to see the young gentlemen
look at their watches with start of sur
prise, and declare they had no idea the
evening had gone so quickly, and then
begin to wrangle over politics as they
seek their hats.-HaaOk Eye.
Many people still believe in omens
When Mrs. K, who resides little dis
lance out in the country, overturned the
salt-cellar, few mornings since, with
blanched face she exclaimed: "Some
thing dreadful is going to happen afore
night! l know there isr' And sure
enough something dreadful did happen
A city friend with three children and
three trunks arrived in the afternoon to
spend the summer with her.-Norrist0on
Herald.
Here is a warning to non paying
newspaper subscribers: The Allegheny
(Mich.) Journal prints the following item
of news as fact VIM. Epson, of
Trowbridge, had valuable barn and
put three lightning upon it. On
Sunday the edice was struck by light
ming and utterly destroyed, though the
rods were not injured. A valuable horse
was killed. The lightning rods were not
to blame they can't stop the omnipo
tent downward course of justice; that
man Epson beat us out of several years
subscrip tiOn-that's what's the matter"
The skeleton of cat walked into
Ryan's store at Hohokus. Ryan, seeing
her, bawled out: Mickey, didn't tell
you month ago to fade that cat a pound
of mate Il day until we had her fat?"
You did; and Pm just fading her a
pound" Has that cat ate pound this
morning." eyes, sir" {" l think it's a
lie you're telling me. Bring me that
scales. Now bring me that cat" The
cat turned the scales atexactly one pound.
There, didn't tell ye she had eaten a
pound of mate this morning?" "All right,
me boy; there's yer pound of mate, but
where's the cat?"
MIR. Fry set out to marry Miss Boil
in Amherst, Mass. Their names are
fairly indicative of the difficulties they
encountered. Her father opposed the
match, and she went to a family in which
her sister lived. That sister, being also
in love with Mr.. Fry, locked her in
room, and she only escaped by jumping
from the window at night A clergy
man, called on suddenly to perform the
ceremony, read the baptismal service
half through before the error was dis
covered The delay gave time for the
father to arrive and forbid the marriage
The couple were united, however, and
their final trouble came from the groom's
creditors, who seized his baggage.
FORGET NOT THY MOTHER.
Lead thy mother tenderly
Down lfe's steep decline;
Once her arm was thy support,
Now she leans on thine.
See upon her loving face
Those deep lines of care;
Think-it was her toll for thee
Left that record there.
Neer forget her tireless watch,
Kept by day and night,
Taking from her steps the grace,
From her eye the tight.
Cherish well her faithful heart,
Which, through weary years,
Echoed with lbs sympathy
All thy smiles and tears.
Thank God for thy mothers love,
Guard the priceless boon;
For the bitter, parting hour,
COmeth all too soon.
When thy grateful tenderness
Loses power to save,
Earth will hold no dearcr spot
Than thy mOther1S praYn.