Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1878-11-22
RICH MEMS SAYINGS.
a Budget of Funny Stories,
Noah's Sunday Times

Noah's Sunday Times.l
Commodore Garrison was a warm
friend Of the late Prince John Van
Buren,. One season the prince,
while spending the summer at Sara
toga, was in want Of a steady coach
man, as Mrs Van Buren, was exceed
ingly nervous. The commodore, by
way of a joke, sent him up n of his
old sea-dogs, who was hanging around
the Office in want ola job. The sailor,
who was more accustomed to steering
than to driving, pulled the port rein
when he wanted to 90 to the starboard
side, and as a consequence he created
a sensation on the avenue. The
prince, getting inpatient at this per-
formance, stood up in the carriage and
Indignantly demanded of the coach
man where he had been employed be-
fore used to steer the captains
gig, replied the man, with a brogue ;
AN SURE ay | can steer the captains
gig, why the devil can't / drive your
coach p
Daniel Drew built a church at Car
mel, in Putnam county, not far from
the spot where he drove cattle in his
younger days. On a tablet above the
entrance Daniel let the world know
that he was the founder and builder of
this church. Mr.. Drew" said an
old Methodist minister to the eide
want millionaire, your church always
reminds me Of this couplet from Pope:
"IIe who builds a church to God and not to
fame IA
win never mark the marble with his name.'
There is a wealthy brewer in Mon
treal who built a church and inscribed
on it: "This Church was Erected by
Thomas Nelson at His Sole Expense.
Hebrews, Xxx chapter" Some OF
the McGill College wags got a ladder
one night and altered the inscription
so as to make it read This Church
was Erected by Thomas Nelson at
His Souls Expense. He brews (dou-
ble) Xxx"
General Horace Porter, vice presi-
dent of the Pullman Palace Car Com
pany, was asked by a friend recently il
he had heard any news Of Angel, the
defaulting treasurer of the company.
That man is a fallen Angel now
said the general, hut | wish to heav-
en- he had never been more than a
cherub, one of those little fellows all
head and wings, and, you bet, he
would never have known the use Of
pockets"
Anthony j. Blocker, the we'll
known real estate auctioneer, was
asked recently to appraise a piece Of
property for the city. When he pre-
sented his bill the controller demurred
at paying it, remarking that the sum
was quite as much as the salary of one
of his clerks. Mr.. Kelly said the
veteran %auctioneer, " | am not a clerk
in my profession | am a $ boss.
Boss Kelly laughed, and paid the
bill without further comment.
Robert Lennox, the milkman and
literary recluse, has a passion for max.
ing collections of things, rich and
curious. He has ample means tC
crafty refined tastes, and takes great
delight in roaming around Nassau
street among the book-stands, and, il
fact, there are few hooks and corners
in this city which he has not visited
Not very long ago he entered a store
on Sixth avenue and asked the person
, in waiting if he had any collections
"Collections?n Queried the shoop
keeper with a perplexed air, and then
as an idea struck him, added: No, ]
/ haven't any, but Joseph Stiner, who
= lives on Ninth street, has "Wha
kind are they?" demanded Mr.. Len
! nox. "Kindl' exclaimed the man il
great establishment, why he is a col
. llector of taxes" In mellow moments
= over the walnuts and the wine, Mr.
; Lennox is fond of relating this anec
! dote. u
1t was not a very pleasant duty t,
[ have TO interview the late Commodorl
Vanderbilt, who disliked intensely an,
= interference with his business. A re
4 porter called one morning relative {,
{ some contemplated change in the grad,
of one of the roads in which the rail
way monarch was interested. "GooC
: morning, Mr.. Vanderbilt, said tn,
e scribe, with a conciliatory smile, full
D of untold sweetness Il have callet
z TO ascertain if you contemplate chang
+ ing the grade of the New York Cen
tral p The old gentleman turnef