Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-10-27

| of plain home until he is seasick.
THE trains are running off the rails
The ships are sinking in the gales,
Boilers are exploding;
Hotels are going up IN smoke,
| And guns are pointed in a joke
After careful loading.
Oil cans are starting backward fires,
| The streets are burdened with dead wires,
And elevators slip.
| Wild steers are driven through the street,
A mad dog you will sometimes meet,
They're looking for lu grippe.
Pistols are carried by lunatics,
And cranks use knives for toy toothpicks
By faith some think they're cured.
The cable cars run very fast,
The next moment may be your last
You better get insured!
IF the primary schools taught wickedness
and cussedness, ard goodness and education
were learned in the streets, virtue would tri-
umph over vice, judging from the avidlty with
which outdoor education is snapped up by the
little ones.
GOOD singers and musicians are notable peo.
pie.
IT is mysteriously whispered that the Phila-
delphia Gas Company wants the manufacturers
now using gas in their pudding furnaces to pay
the expense of placing big meters in their mills
This means an outlay of thousands of dollars.
A sort of long meter, as it were.
To MOST children prayer is mere recitation.
The lips are taught to move not the heart
A FASHION writer. in advising lady cor.
respondent tells her to have at least ten dresses
That editor or editress must have an interest in
a drygoods store, a loom or a dressmaking shop
SLEEP places us all on an equality.
NATURE has developed woman's tongue in.
stead of her muscle.
IT is far better to beat drum than a board.
ing house.
FOUND DRowNED-The Coroner yesterday held
an inquest on body found in the Ohio a lew
miles below Temperanceville. A verdict of death
not be Identified. They were those of young
man-blue eyes: curly brown hair; pleasant feat
ured, about 5 feet II inches evidently 10 TO %
years of age. The remains were buried, and the
grave was marked unknown"
"FoUND Drowned r' the verdict, and the
corpse Unknown
A rough hewn box, damp clothes shroud;
A shallow grave, unmarked by craven stone
Only tears from passing cloud.
"Unknownm
A lamb astray from some precious fold
rover losti in the world so wide;
A plunge, splash in the waters cold.
Perhaps with a curse on lip he died!
"Unknownr'
A mother once smoothed that curly hair.
mothers kisses that face caressed;
A mother once watched with tender care
The blue-eyed babe on her loving breast,
"Unknownr'
A mother once taught those lips to pray
~ lay me down to sleep:''
"Our Farther who art" they used to say.
spray God my soul to keep"
"Unknownr'
A mother once sang to a darling boy
A lullaby low and sweet;
A mother once wished for no other Joy
Until earth and heaven meet!
"Unknown!'
Once mother cried in despair to her God:
Father oh, shield my sonI'
With heavy heart she passed under the rod
Saying: 'Thy will be DONE"
"Unknownr'
A mother has watched. 10! many years
The golden hairs now gray.
"0h, Godr' she cried through bitter tears
''Send back my boy. pray!"
"Unknownr p
A mother waits for her rowing son:
A mother kneels in prayer
"Thou gav'st, Thou tak'sr, Thy will be done.
Ameni Pn meet thee There r'
unknown
Somebody's boy is sleeping;
Somebody's mother is weepincI
Somebody's heart has bled;
Somebody's darling's dead!
In a magazine devoted to women and their
ways find this: 1T is not necessary for . I.dv