The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1891-03-28

The st. Paul Chiffon the dead, his
dudelets has knocked me clean of me
feet"
The Brooklyn Chilean this be
love or paralysis? My, but it's nice.
Didn't Entirely Satisfy the Long,
Nosed Man,
"Goin' fur, mister?"
The question was asked by long
nosed, thin-lipped man with pointed
chin whiskers, a SLOUGH hat and
hungry expression OF countenance.
He was resting his elbows on the seat
in front of him, which seat was occu-
pied by passenger in a gray check
suit.
The. passenger addressed turned
partly around, took q look at his
questioner and sized him up at once.
Eyes, / am going to Nashville" here
piled, "down in Tennessee. My bust
ness there is to sell four shares OF
bank stock, dispose OF my interest in
n farm of eighty acres ten miles from
the city and invest the proceeds in q
clothing establishment on North Cher
ny street. am from Beardstown,
Cass County, Ill. l got on the train
there ut 9:35 this morning. It was
forty-iive minutes behind time. My
ticket cost me $11.65. shall take
the sleeper when the sun goes down.
Had my dinner about an hour ago.
Paid seventy-five cents for it. This
cigar cost me ten cents. have been
n smoker for about thirteen years.
My name is Chauncey Mcconnell. /
am thirty.nine years old, have q wifa
and four children, came originally
from Harrodsburg, KY, and am q
member Of the Congregational Church.
l was formally druggist, but sold out
to man named Treadway and ! 9p
not in any business now. l am worth
perhaps $4,000. My father was u
cooper and my grandfather was q
n sea captain. My wifes name was
Carr before married her. Her father
was surveyor. That's all l know
about her family. We live in two
story frame house and the children
have all had the humps, chicken-pox
and measles. When reach Nashville
| expect to stop at the Maxwell
House"
He stopped. The long-nosed man
regarded him moment with interest
and then asked in a querulous, dis
satisfied way:
"What did yer great-gandfather do
fur livin'?"-Chicago Herald. -,
He was too Blamed Outspoken,
A man stood thoughtfully leaning
against lamp-post. A stranger APP
preached him and after a moments
scrutiny said: Excuse me for this
intrusion upon your apparent medi-
tation, but wish to ask you few
questions.
Certainly" said the man bowling
and regarding the fellow with kindly
eye.
81 thank you for your consider
ation," rejoined the fellow bowling
with equal courtesy if not with equal
grace. 81 wish to ask you il you do
not admire that quality which We
term frankness?"
eyes, of course do"
81 am delighted to hear you say so,
SIR. Now" he added after short
pause, "you may think me very pc
culiar and doubtless lam, but some
thing impels me to be frank with
you"
"All right, sir, go ahead"
"Thank you, I'll do so. Now, just
q few moments ago as l stood over
there regarding you it struck ME that
/ did not like your looks and debat-
ed with myself the question whether
or not | should tell you. The delicate
consideration, the bright hue OF rea-
son that sometimes lights up the dark
ground OF impulses, suggested that /
should first discover whether or not
you were an admirer OF frankness. 1
am glad that you are, for it gives me
the opportunity of telling you without
malice that do not like your appeaN
ance. See?"
That's all right" the man quietly
replied. "You have right to express
your opinion"
"You are considerable man." said
the fellow. "Now still believing that
you are an admirer OF frankness, 1
should like to tell you that l would
liOU trust you Ten minuUeS.
"That's all right" the man rejoined.
"And furthermore" the fellow con-
tinued, ~ feel that you are n pick
pocket"
"a man has right to express his
feelings. You acknowledge that, don't
your"
"Assuredly, sir. I have expressed
my feelings and why should you not
express'yours?"
II should express mine and shall do
SO, but before give you All expression
OF those feelings you must promise to
treat me with us much consideration
as have treated you.
"Oh, promise that"
"All right; hero goes" and picking
up his foot with an electric jerk he
kicked the fellow into the street.
"1'hat is my opinion of you"
The fellow rubbed himself for mo.
mtnt and then, through Mortified
grin, said: Look here, l do like
frankness, but l don't care to see q
man so blamed outspoken. Texas
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