Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-12-05

lots should be cast to decide who was to
become the happy Benedict. The
lot fell to Lord Congleton, who at once
carried out the contract, and lived very
happily with the lady until her death.
HIS FIRST CHOICE.
A good story is told of a prominent
citizen Of Jewett City, and, though COM
ing late to your correspondents ears, it
Is too good to keep. Quite number of
years ago he moved from this village to
another, not o thousand miles distant,
and assumed the superintendency of
large and thriving manufacturing con.
Germ. There was but one Congregations
al Church in the place, and when
the. pews were sold, for reasons which
he thought savored of crowding, he was
obliged to take seat in the rear end of
the church, and one quite unusual for a
person OF his pecuniary standing. All
the year his family and himself saw the
aristocracy pass by his pew to more
choice seats in the sanctuary; but hiding
his time, when the advertised sale took
place the second year, he was there.
Bidding for a choice was the order of
sale, and it began. Without word, aud
with voice hardly above q whisper, ne
raised every bid, Soon one after an
other fell off, until the contest, amid in
tense excitement, was between him and
another man who wanted his own way as
usual. Up and up the bidding went,
until finally his opponent, for reasons
unnecessary to name, stopped, and the
first choice was given to the quiet victor.
| Walking back to his old pew, he simply
said: Ct will take this" and left the
house. -NoroOich Conn., Bulletin.
HOW A PIG MADE A PRESIDENT.
About this time, says the Boston
Globe, In knots about the sunny corners
and around depots and hotels, when
political stories are In order, you will oc-
caslonally hear some old stager remark
that "a pig once made Andrew Jackson
I President. It was never my fortune to
meet one who could remember how it
came about, but in q copy of the Amer
lean Traveller for December 49, 1928,
being volume w., No. so, find all the
particulars, which l copy for the benefit
of the Society for the Preparation of
Old Stories. @
1t appears that away back in the early
dawn of the nineteenth century, in the
town of Cranston, r. l., Mr.. Some
body's pig smelt cabbage in neigh
boris garden. He rooted through the
fence and demoralized the garden. The
garden owner sued the pigs proprietor.
James Burriu was the prosecuting at
torney. The prosecuting attorney was
a candidate for the United States sen
ate. The senator was chosen by the
state legislature. In that body there
was tie, occasioned by the absence of
one of Burrill's party, who staid away
on account of the lawsuit aforesaid.
The said tie was unraveled by the cast
ing vote of the speaker in favor of Bur
rill's opponent, Jeremiah B.. Howell.
Jeremiah voted for the war, which
James would not have done. The war
was made by majority of one in the
national senate. That war made Gen.
Jackson popular. That popularity gave
Jackson the presidency. h..8 81 81
DEAD EYES THAT WINKED,
For wonderful stories read the Paris
Figaro. Here is one of them. DR.. de
la Pommerais was executed In June,
1854, for q murder of the Palmer type.
On the night before his execution he was
visited by Surgeon Velpeau, who after
few preliminary remarks informed him
that he came in the interests of science,
and that he hoped for DR.. de Ia Pom
merais's cooperation. "You know" he
said, "that one of the most interesting
questions of physiology is as to whether
any ray of memory, reflection or real
sensibility survives in the brain of
man after the fall of the head.' At this
point the condemned man looked some
what startled; but professional instincts
at once resumed their sway, and the two
physicians calmly discussed and ar
ranged the details of an experiment for
the next morning. When the knife
falls" said Velpeau, ST shall be stand
ing at your side, and you head Will at
once pass from the executioner's hands
into mine. will then cry distinctly in
to your ear, 'Couty de la Pommerais,
can you at this moment thrice lower the
lid of your right eye while the left re-
mains open ?" The next day when the
great surgeon reached the condemned
cell, he found the doomed man practis-
ing the sign agreed upon. A few min
utes later the guillotine had done it's
work, the head was IN Velpeau's hands
and the question put. Familiar as he
was with themost shocking and CHASTITY
scenes, he was almost frozen with terror
as he saw the right lid fall, while the
other eye looked fxedly at him.
"Again!" he cried frantically. The
lids moved, but they did not part. It
was all over.-St. James Gazette.
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