Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1886-08-07

an ehc Ieu tape strategy, get q warm
outfit, take a final farewell, set sal
and begin to freeze; endure the ex.
periences of a three months wrestle in
the Islandic refrigerator, and dream
you are freezing up and the Esqui.
maux are burying you alive; you
will rouse up pretty lively about this
period of your abstraction and find
yourself sitting up in bed all of 9
bunch with the night air rushing in
thro' the curtains, and emptying itsell
all over you, and you wonder where
the deuce all the covers are, and slam
down the window and crawl under
the sheets and doubled the counter
pane, and when the breakfast bell
wakens you as it did lotto" a few
weeks ago, you have a crick in your
neck, and you go about asking people
if this is August? And did they ever
see such cool nights? and before you
close your eyes in sleep the next night
you are certain to have pair of blank
cts within hailing distance.
Smiths Haoler is tie liveliest paper
in Parkersburg. Just now its columns
are embellished with pictures of ami
mails, not after Rosa Bonheur so much
as they are after the ladies ofParkers-
burg ifone way judge by appearances.
We assure the editor of the hader that
the Parkersburg city council is not the
only one in the State that has a corner
on pork, only our Council are Demo-
Gratis and don't take kindly to any
such booming from us. IF you are in
need of sketches representing that
noble animal, the goat, we have them
here in all shapes and sizes, from life.
If want protection from the dogs, l
commend to your consideration the
" new industrial enterprise" of dog
poisoning that is largely cultivated
here, and to which the most valuable
dogs in the city have been sacrificed
but not of course with any knowledge
of the city authorizes. Success TO the
I1de.r and its artistic arguments.
On Friday morning, near No. u
Water Station, brakeman c. G. Boog-
her, of engine No. 1858, fell off his train
and had both his legs cut off; he was
picked up by the Conductor, G. V.
and put on the train of en-
CINE 40 and brought back to Martins
burg, but died on the way, after suf-
fering 2 hours and 20 minutes; he
was 80 years of age and leaves a wife
and five small children. The remains
were then taken to Paw Paw on Sat-
urday and buried in the family lot.
His train men and a large number of
friends and relatives accompanied the
remains. Mr.. G. V. Rathman, con-
ductor of his train; S. A. Woodruff,
engineer T. Rhinaman, fireman, and
A. Robertson, brakeman, together
with Mr.. G. l.. Hensel and Mr.. Irwin
acted as pall-bearers. He was favor
tie with his train party and was liked
by the Railroad employees, and citi-
zens of Martinsburg, who regret his
sad death.
Captain Walkers "Sweet Pickles."
and Captain Simpsons Personal
Beauties " crossed bats again on the
diamond Monday afternoon, and
again victory didn't perch on the BAN
ners of the Personal Beauties. The
score stood % to 10 in favor of the
Sweet Pickles. Four of Captain
simpsons nine were unavoidably
absent and some of the bystanders
kindly played in their place. The
plays were not what you might call
brilliant, excepting the fight for life
Or rather flight for life-which Andy
made in his frantic effort to reach first
base, which had been given him by the
umpire; the runner got there after
two somersaults and a back
action flip-hap. Outside of this Incl
dent there is nothing else worthy of
than the victorious
shouts ofthe Sweet Pickles when Cap
tain Walker made a home run,
the outrageous errors of the
Beauties; some Of whom threw the
ball as women do, and others were
afraid to pick it up until they had
stood over it, and kicked all the life
from it. Captain Simpson though
says his nine is all right, and that the
score of the second game shows inn
provement. In the first game the per-
centage against the Beauties was about
8 toll; the second game lowered it to
q to 1. Andy says the next game will
find the Sweet Pickles badly mixed
pickles. Both sides are eager for
another game, but Andy says he
doesn't want any more game leg"
The Sweet Pickles and the Person
al Beauties are the attraction now
a-days. There is at least a charming
cOnceI in the names. They try hard
to kill time and seem to be tolerably
successful. If they kill nothing else
before they become experts, they
may congratulate themselves. The
beauties are presumably looking glass
f" pitchers" and Pm told that the
Sweet Pickles are good for any sort
of a jar.
The excursion to the Seaside that
left Martinsburg on Thursday, carried
a number from town and country
with it. I hope they will enjoy their
trip just the same as if they had not