The Russellville Democrat., 1882-08-17
Finding Al Collar Button.

A Georgia man lost gold collar button two years ago and recently the button was found in the stomach
 of slaughtered COW. An exchange wonders how in the world the COW got under the bureau to get the col
 lar button. That is 8 question.
 There is something singular about the fall of collar button, or stud. Let the stud drop on the floor in
 plain sight, and it disappears under bureau or bed at once, as though endowed with life, and it is the most singular thing in the world that 8 man, however brave and noble ordi- narily, will get mad and say things that were better unsaid. We have heard of a minister who left the min.
 istry and went to keeping books for 8 brewer, all on account of shirt stud. He was getting ready for church one Sunday morning, and was standing in front of mirror, in his under shirt and pants, his suspenders hanging down on his hips, and his white shirt in his hands, engaged in putting the collar stud in it's custom ary hole. In such a moment as ye think not his fingers became all thumbs, and the collar button fell prone on the floor. Not too prone, but just enough. The pious man saw it glisten as 1t fell, and he stoop- ed to pick it up when it disappeared. He dropped the shirt and began to look for it, and as he paved over different kinds of everyday clothes on the floor, and could not find it, he asked his wife why in the name of the twelve Apostles she didn't watch it. She said it was all she could do to watch her own jewelry. Then he asked her to help find it, as he had got to geG to church pretty soon or there would be a scarcity of sermons that day. She told him to get stair rod and poke around un- der the bureau, and she went on hooking up her corset in the most tantalizing manner. The pious man got down on his stomach and tried to feel under the bureau, knocking the skin off his arm by the operation. He got out lot of marbles, some hair pins, hair brush and piece of hoop skirt of the vintage of 1861, but could not find the collar button. There was not another button of the kind in the house, and not shirt he could wear without the lost stud, and as the minister heard the last bell ring for church, and thought of the congregation waiting for him to give out the hymn, and saw his wife who had got almost ready for church sit down on the floor to pull on her stockings, while he was no nearer dressed than when he got his ears washed, he was pretty mad, that is, mad for a minister. Like a man, he laid it all to his wife, and asked why she did not fly around and help him. She said man ought to be able to corral his own shirt studs, and sug. gested that hereafter he tie a string to the collar button, whea she pulled of one little shoe that she had pu, on, because there was something in it, and as she turned the shoe bot tom side up, the gold stud fell out
 and she helped him fix it in the shirt, and he got into his clothes pretty quick and very mad. He nearly tired his wife out walking tc church, scolding her all the way fol not looking in her shoe at first fol the stud, and when he arrived at the church door he was dripping with precipitation. He had forgotten his handkerchief, and borrowed his wifc's, wiped the precipitation off
 and walked down the aisle as meek and pious as though he had just come from missionary meeting
 and he preached q beautiful sermon on Faith and then resigned his pastorate and looked tor a chance tc get work at some other business. Il is singular that little thing like the loss of collar button should change the whole course of mans life; but one of the minister's old congregation who saw him in St Louis few months ago, at the brew
 cry. says he thinks the older hai struck his gait at last. But we wan
 der from the subiect.-Peck's Sun,