The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1888-09-22

awakened tno Widest enthusiasm. No con
queror ever received heartier or more
generous welcome, but his sudden sickness
was a grievlous disappointment.
The cool weather has brought back our
vagrant pastors and teachers, and once
more our schools and churches are open.
The arrival of the Rev. DR.. Talmage in
Brooklyn, after his two months holiday,
was the signal for a regular jubilee. After
travelling thousands Of miles and preaching
two or three times a day, and as he says
himself shaking hands with 100, 900 people,
he comes back to the Tabernacle just radi-
ant, looking as blooming as though he had
been living on peaches and cream and rest
ing on bed of roses. In his absence he
has done the work of round dozen good
ministers, and Notwithstanding labor that
would have killed six ordinary men, he de-
clares that he has had the best time of his
life. Long may he wave and be spared to
the Tabernacle congregation and the world.
1t is just two weeks ago since a funeral
cortege rolled into Woodlawn Cemetery.
There were three carriages and hearse, a
beautiful white little coffin, all covered with
gold and pretty white plumes, and the little
coffin inside was buried with beautiful
flowers. The coffin was an elegant and
costly affair with silver handles, and the
elegant silver plate on the top recorded the
fact that within lay Daisy Bell, born April
21st, 1884; died August Goth 1887. Every
thing about the interment was entirely cor
rect; the physicians certificate was on
hand, certifying to the fact that Daisy Bell
had died of pneumonia. Ashes were rem
dered to ashes and dust to dust, and Daisy
Bell was quietly laid to rest Bitter tears
were shed over Daisy Bell's mortal remains,
and IL was said that in few days splen-
did monument would mark the spot and
record the virtues of Daisy Bell. After a
time it leaked out that Daisy was a favor
ite Scotch terrier belonging to- Mrs. Mary
Bell of Madison avenue. As soon as this
discovery was made there was rumpus
among the holders of lots in Woodlawn.
The parties most intimately concerned, to
wit, the dead, were quite enough about
Daisy; not 81. with their Lying relatives. At
last the howl became so general that meet
ing of the Board of Trustees was called,
and after good many whereases and
wherefores, and bee it resolved, &C.,
&C., It was concluded TO ask Mrs. Bell to re-
moYe Daisy. Mrs. Bell put her royal foot
down and said she'd be--blessed if
she'd do it-that she paid three hundred
dollars for the lot an6 three hundred more
for the coffin and one hundred and fifty for
incidentals-and that there Daisy should
lie till Grbriel sounded his horn. Find
ing remonstrance and entreaty all in vain,
the trustees resolved that Daisy Bell would
have to get out willie mile; and when Mrs.
Bell found that Daisy was likely to go to
Potters field, she consented to the removal
on the condition that no mortal except
herself and the grave-dgger should know
where Daisy was buried. Query,- What
was all the row about? There is no ques-
tion that the dog was an honest dog, and
much more respectable person than lots of
departed ghosts in Woodlawn, over whom
great marble monuments were reared.
One of the prettiest monuments in Green
wood Is dog resposing at his masters
feet, and the tradition is that the faithful
creature is sleeping close to his master.
they were companions in life and death did
not diYlde them. can't say myself that
like to see woman packing a dog about
when L think that her arms might be filled
to better advantage. j draw the line on
those little shaggy blear-eyed creatures for
which many women appear to cherish such
exceeding affection, Yet l love a dog,
especially the Newfoundland, the st,
Bernard, the setter, the pointer and the
mastiff; but as said, draw the line on
poodles. The tempest is past, and l trust
that the sleepers in Woodawn will have in
the future no worse company for their silent
vigil than Daisy Bell.
Rosh Hashana, the Jewish new year, re-
ceived more general observance this year
than 1t has before in my memory. At the
Christian new year the presentation of gifts
is common; but the gifts of the Jews at
Rosh Hashana are gifts of love and charity.
Poor indeed must be that Jew who has not
some little gift of food, raiment or money
for some one poorer than himself. AT this
season the business man puts aside his busi-
ness cares and deyotes himself to his family
ana friends. An appeal to his charity at
this time is never in vain. Even the hard
grasping usurer forgets his cent per cent.
and in blessed deeds of charity lays up
future stores of grace, on which he expects
to draw in the hour of his need.
A polar wave struck us in the middle of
last week, which sent the whole town sour
rying for winter flannels and overcoats,
The blizzard lasted for two days, and lust
as our female relations began to dig out
their sealskin sacques the weather took a
sudden change, becoming as muggy and
warm as any we have felt this seasOn-the
week winding up with one of the heaviest
rain storms that we have had for two
months.
The churches all make a handsome
showing, having been newly painted and
frightened up. The brethren and sisters,
brown as berries, were delighted to see each
other; woman kissed and men shook hands,
and every one declared that he had had a
good time. But even the traveller to Jer-
usalem and the wanderer from the Rhine,
finding themselves once more under the
old roof, were willing to admit that, for a
permanent place to live in, there was no
place like home. So say /.
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