Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1886-05-26

his son then raised up the top, and Mr.. B.,
with well directed blow, stunned twelve
weasels, which were quickly killed. Two
or three others escaped unhurt. His son
shot one afterwards. The thirteen dead
weaseis were then placed under large stone
Tor safe Keeping, but Mr.. Bistline's dog sue.
ceeded in removing the stone and scatter
ing the weasels all around. Two of them
could not be found, One was full grown
seven larger than a red squirrel, and three
nearly as large as a mole-thc two missing
ones being of the smaller size. On Monday
evening Mr.. Bistline turned over the eleren
weaseis to +. NJ. McKeehan, Esq, who burn
ed the scalps. Mr.. B. affirmed to the kil.-
ing OF ten and his son to the killing of one.
The Squire gave Mr. b. a certificate for
the fen. Who can beat this catch of weas-
els
An observer of men and events remarks.
that, after you get up your ear and make up
your mind TO stop your paper to make the
editor feel Inundated, just poke your fingers
IN water and then pull them out and look for
the hole. Then you will know how sadly
you are missed. The man who thinks pa
per cannot survive without his support
ought to go offa while. When he comes
back he will find that half his friends don't
Know he was gone. The other half don't
care cent and the world at large hadn't
kept any account of his movements whatey-
er. You will probably find something's in
your home paper you cannot endorse. Even
the Bible is rather plain and hits some hard
hcks. lfyou were to get mad and burn
your bible, the hundreds Of printing presses
would go on printing them, ard II you v ore
10 stop your paper aud call the editor all
sorts OF ugly names. the paper would still,
be published. And what is more, you wpl
sneak around and borrow a copy of it every
week from your neighbor. 1t is much bet !
ter to keep your vest pulled down and your
subscription paid up.
A city paper relates the following on
shopping '.You had better put them down |
on piece Of paper" said Mrs. s., on Civ
ing her first order. 'Ob, no,o said Mr.. S., |
"Iny memory is good.' "WeI, then, a !
spool of go Coates black thread" "Yes."
GA yard Of not too light and not too dark |
calico" "Yes." \ small hammer. a can of |
peaches Of the Pasadena brand, dozen |
small pearl buttons, two yards of cardinal
ribbon, silk on one side satin on the 9TH
er." "Yes," said Mr.. S., thoughtfully. "a
pair Of slippers for baby, dozen lemons.
good tooth brush, pineapple, two ounces
OF sky-blue German yarn, an ounce vial of
homo pathic lux yomIca pellets, a."
''Wait a secOnd,' said Mr.. S., counting on |
his fingers. Sand a bottle of vanilla extract |
and yard OF triple box plated crepe lisse ,
raching and three yards of small-checked |
nainsook and" But Mr.. S., had seized /
his hat ami was running for the station.
What the poor man brought home was .
yard OF bedticking, three yards of black |
crepe, bottle of vinegar, eight yards of
scrub brush, pound of green
yarn, sixty spools of coat thread, yard OF
very black calico, and pint bottle of holn-
9pathic pills. 'sThere, my dear" throwing
down his package triumphantly. 81 don {
think you'll find thing missing. Who say 5
a man can't do shopping 2"