The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1889-10-24

Fancy striped dress patterns at
p. NJ. Schools opposite depot.
Fine assortment of Gents plain
and fancy ties at p. NJ. Schoch, op-
posite depot.
When the new postal cards come
out persons will have to tell which
kind they want when they want to
purchase one. There will be three
sizes when the contracts are finally
taken up-one n fine delicate card
for ladies' use much smaller than
that now in circulation and of a
much finer quality. Finely calen-
dared paper will be substituted for
the old buff blotting paper. An in
termediate card of the same size as
the one now in use will be retained,
and n new large card will be intro
duced that can be used for business
purposes, and will be large enough
to allow bill head to be printed
thereon, besides the other matter.
Among the many relics unearthed
at the sale of the personal effects of
the late Rev. j. =. Shindel was an
eighteen pence piece of Continental
money, bearing the date of Jan
uary |, l776. On the one side it
states the denomination of the bill
and under the flaming French Dieu
et mon drOH God and my right
it asserts having been issued accord
ing to an "act of the General Affemb-
ly, paffed in the 10Th year of the
Reign of His majefty, George the
IIIrd.' On the other side is sheaf
of wheat and under it i'll bold letters
is the sentence "To counterfeit is
Death. This valuable piece of an
tiquity is the property of Edward
Sindel-yougest son of the decd.
John Kreeger and "Dutchy" Gray
bill frequently go out hunting to-
gether. The other day Kreeger ran
grey-squirrel up tree and he shot
it SO hard that it turned around and
barked at him. He shot it all to
pieces three times but the "crittern
would presist in barking Mt him. He
then wanted to shoot it some more
and he took mortal aim and snapped
and snapped but the piece failed to
discharged was too tired to go off.
Finally it did ''go off, and so did
the squirrel, He started home in
disgust. On the way he met
'Dutchy' sitting under laurel
bush watching pheasant that was
picking up chestnuts almost from
under his gun-barrel. "Why don't
you shoot it ~ exclaimed John.
shut up replied "Dutchy,' Tin
waiting for it to go to sleep
p. S:-This happened on week
day.
An ILLUsTRIoUs GRAND-PARENT. -
Francis Plot Drinker and A. Nj.
Smith, Nj. d., paid our sanctum II
visit last week. The former gentle
man represents the Bloomsbury
Iron Co., and has lately been down
to ''old Virginia" in the interest of
the Company he represents. His
hasty retreat, (masterly)-to his
central Pennsylvania home was
stimulated by business and the ex-
traordinary fact that he had become
u grand-parent Major Drinker,
once prisoner of war-now in civil
life, general manager of one of the
most important industries of the
Keystone State, grandfather !
the mother of the child "A poetess,
and the little urchin combining all
the poetry, prose and business tact
of the grand parent, will never be-
come the degenerate son of an il
lustrious sire /" DIR. A. NJ Smith,
eminent in his profession, and by no
means second-class geologist, ad-
ministered wise counsel, anasthetics
and large dose of iron, as tonic,
under which the grand-parent re-
cuperated. Doctor Smith spake as
follows: "You may well be proud,
illustrious nd-parent, but that
internal editor, Tom Harter, prints
everything that comes in his way to
give him reputation abroad, and,
especially in the Printers Associa-
tion and II. r. Cos, to procure
popular favor and printers passes---
SO beware p B1"The Bloomsbury
Republican will please not copy
this, lest the whereabouts of Major
Drinker may inadvertently be dis
covered.
Latest style serges in fancy stripes
at p. M. Schoch's opposite depot.