The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1886-03-06
FREEDOM MISCELLANY.

Nnlle Dr. y. w. Steeie IS perfectly Satishcu
with the change in the office of registration in
Freedom, his many friends express dissatis-
faction upon the subject. He has proven
himself to be a faithful and efficient officer,
and an answering Democrat of long standing,
against whom no charge has been preferred,
and why this change has been made is hard
to divine. Those by whose influence the work
has been done may find their mistake in the
| future.
As we made brief but favorable comment
in your last issue upon former article writ
ten by your Sykesville correspondent, we
cannot refrain from making few passing re-
marks upon his last and more elaborate effort.
His statement of facts concerning the b. d y.
r. R. plainly shows the truth and force of the
words, "Man's inhumanity to man makes
countless thousands mourn" But what do
such corporations care who lives or starves,
while they can gloat upon the sweat of other
brows than their own. We may talk, COM
plain and petition without effect. Nothing
can bring such corporations to proper sense
of Justice but stringent legislation, and that,
it seems, we will never get.
We will say for the benefit OF the authors OF
those twenty or more letters that have been
addressed to your Sykesville correspondent,
that the Legislature has been convened at
Annapolis, and will not be removed to Sykes
vile until he becomes member of that body.
If they would procure his services by paying
all expenses, he might be induced to spend
his time at Annapolis during the balance of
the session, where, with his influence, he
would have all things 'done up BrOpn."
He says ''the wind blew from the west on
the night of the late ''highly colored social
event. at Sykesville. We were not among
the invited guests, and therefore cannot say,
but presume he is right He says he helped
to soften our husky voice. We will say to his
credit he always lends helping hand on such
occasions. He draws the cork while others
draw the purse. He says we were ready to
challenge merchants, ministers and all. We
are proverbially timid, and not apt to offer or
accept a challenge. He once proposed to
scratch the tip of his ear with his big toe, and
challenged all present to perform the same
feat, but we all saw at glance that we could
not bring those two extremes in such close
proximity without an elongatlon OF either one
or both of those terminal points, and there
fore crowned HIM victor without entering
upon the contest.
We perhaps have no right to complain, but
cannot say we admire the position our remains
were left in on the night of our incarceration
in the snow drift; but perhaps he thought
there were at least some signs OF life left, and
by warming our feet by the moon, and having
our heels scratched to keep up the circula-
ton, we might revive, otherwise we would
have been placed in vault at the Hotel de
Berry. "Alas for human intentionsT We
may mean well, but 'evil communications Will
corrupt good morals" By his remarks about
reading postal cards he unwittingly lets out
the secret of his distress at the time OF the
postal appointment at Sykesville. If subtle
duplicity had been successful, he might have
gained an opportunity as assistant Z. NJ. to
ram. lam and cram the cock loft of his Uranium
with other peoples business by reading postal
cards.
While we dream of childhood days he
dreams of the s'sweet by. and-by.' This calls
to mind an instance upon which hangs an
other tale. We must tellit. A gentleman was
riding home on a certain night, and overlook
buggy with its occupant, who had stopped
to 'swet his WHISTLE" in doing which he
dropped one rein. As the gentleman APP
preached he put his flask away, and reaching
for his rein sang out Ego lang. He gave
the reins draw and the horse turned to one
side. He pulled with his might, but the horse
would not come back to the centre OF the
road. The gentleman rode up and asked
what was wrong. He stammered ''The did
devils in the 'orse.'' Upon examination
it was found that, instead of the rein, he had
grasped his horses tail. When shown his
mistake and given the other rein, he STAN,
mered, "Ne-ne-neX time L IL urlVe t"o, anu
with both tails I'll keep 'em straight. 90
lang ~ and he was soon out of sight. As he
drove home he dreamed the following dream ::
Old freedoms passed away,
But, as the looming man,
We will see the day
When we will drive a span,
And wear golden crown
Go lang!
Nor lost reins bewail,
A flask on either side,
In either hand tail,
In eauipoise we'll ride,
With all things "done up Bro'on-''
Go lang
Now, were we to say that man was your
"old'' Sykesville correspondent, your more
highly cultured readers would say we had so
'srammed, crammed and jammed the cock
loft of our cranium' as to preclude the posi-
bility of getting in even the contents of a dime
work on etiquette. Go lang!