The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1891-01-03
SOMEWHAT STRANGE.
ACCIDENTS AND INCIDENTS OF
EVERYDAY LIFE
Queer Episodes and Thrilling Adven-
lures Which Show that Truth is
Stranger than Fiction.

street demonstrations of the 1000 women
employed in the arsenal there. The
Government had just ordered 81 900, 900
cartridges, and in the midst of the hurry
and hustle several women threw about
explosives with the greatest carelcssness.
A young woman superintendent reported
this, and the careless women were dis
charged. The superintendent had al
ready earned the hatred of the women
under her by her pretty face and popu-
larity with the officers. The discharge
of the women she had reported for dis
cipline brought this hatred to a white
heat, and a conspiracy was formed to
lynch her. The officers in charge of the
arsenal discovered the plot and gave the
pretty superintendent guard of ten
| policemen, who watched over her night
and day. All the women in the arsenal
then went on a strike and marched up
and down the streets, shouting. cursing,
stoning every one they met, and usually
bringing up before The pretty supcrin-
tendent's house. Whenever the superin-
tendent appeared in the street the women
were after her with clubs and stones,
and were fought back in hand to- hand
tuSslcs with her escort of policemen
AT night the women got drunk and
| painted the town till the last Bolognaite
was aroused and brought to his window
with loud demands for peace. The Gov
eminent finally listened to these demands,
and had the streets kept clear at night
by a company of soldiers. Although
most of the women have since returned
to work, the plot against the fascinating
superintendent is still on, and she at
tends to her duties, only under the guard
of ten policemen.
CREMATION has received a novel set
back in East New York. Mrs. John
Hoffman, who lost her husband last Jan
uary and had his remains incinerated at
his request, lately moved to that place
from Brooklyn and took the urn con-
tanning her husbands ashes with her. In
the transfer the urn got accidentally
broken and Mrs. Hoffman put the ashes
temporarily in glass, which she deposit
ed on the top shelf of cupboard. She
had business with her lawyer the other
morning, and her sister, who lives with
her, was left to prepare mutton stew
Tor lunch. When the stew was nearly
cooked, the sister hunted the cupboard
out for some white pepper with which to
season it. At last she hit upon the ashes
OF the lamented John on the top shelf. |
They looked peppery enough and into
the stew they went. Mrs. Hoffman re-
turned home with an excellent appetite !
and tackled the mutton stew with will. |
Somehow it didC't taste like mutton and /
she began to regard it with suspicion. |
Her sister assured her that it had been |
prepared with every care and told her |
about the white pepper white pep
per-" exclaimed Mrs. Hoffman; why.
we haven't such a thing in the house. /
Where on earth did you get it," The
answer to the question caused two bad .
cases of Mysteries. We've been eating
my poor john" moancd Mrs. Hoffman,
and I'm cannibal," groaned her sister.
and both wrung their hands and for
long time refused to be comforted.
IuAvE noticed and feel impelled to
comment upon the following paragraph
which is going the rounds of the papers,
writes ''raverner' in the Boston Post
But few persons who view a passenger
train as it goes laundering past have an
idea that it represents cash value of
from SO, 900 to 1920, 900, but such is
the case" Here is tremendous fact
stated with all the solemnity that it de-
serves. lsuppose the implication is that
we ought to take off our hats and stand
bareheadcd while $3.50, 900 "goes thun-
dering past" But why should the cal
culation stop here9 1t is not unreason-
able to suppose that in every Through"
express train there is at least one mil
liOnaire; then comes the Pullman car
porter, and finally the ruck of well-to-
do people liable to draw a check as
the beautiful phrase is, for $1,000, we
will say on the average; so that. without
taking into account the poor chaps who
have no checks ard no bank account, it
is reasonable to suppose with thrill of
awe that million and half of money
is ''reprcsented' as the train ''gocs thun-
derinG past" Thus we reach the true
sublime.
The romance of ring. ending in It'd
irGs of a long missing son. has come to
the surface in Scranton. Penn. Truth
says that when City Engineer Blewitt
attended the state tiremens convention
at Chester he met George Sykes. of
Swarthmore. Sykes informed him he
had in his possession ring which Reese
F. Davis, formerly of Scranton. had
traded with him just before a battle in
West Virginia in 1866, in which Davis
was killed, and that he was anxious to
cor municate with Davis relatives with
view OF sending the ring to them. A
few days after the appearance of this
statement John r. Davis, of Pittston,
and William Davis, of Bellevue, father
and nephew, called on Blewitt, and
learned for the first time the story of his