The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1892-02-23

did was mirthful. He is . great reader,
always abreast Of the times, n may
be often sound reading the Asheville
CtttSen till after 10 o'clock at night.
Miss Pearl Backus, of Coxsackie, N.
I IL pay ing a visit to former Blue
Ruin friends and took part in the
parade. She is yet in her teens, but
has the wonderful gift of being able to
cook for her employers family and
ave enough left over each meal
for an aged m)ther who has been
again recently blessed with twins. 1t
Is a joy indeed to the kind old heart of
Pearls widowed mother to know in
her declining years hat her daughter
will look out for her. Filial love among
people of moderate means is always a
grateful sight.
She wore a fur trimmed street dress
like one her mistress at Coxsackie wore
just before Pearl left there.
l had occasion ID meet my friend Mr..
Franz Eber, of the Lilliputian COM
pany, a short time ago. He is about
the size of the dividend hung on the
Christmas tree for me this year by
Russell Sage, and yet iS twenty three
years of age, a good comedian and
pleasing after dinner speaker
He has the air, though, of a uccess
full actor, and the amount of dignity
he has considering the small place he
has to drape it over makes me laugh,
for | am a great hand to notice things
that make a deep imp -ession on me.
He didnOt seem to unbend, l thought,
30 much as he ought, considering that
crowned heads have rested on this
bosom, such as it is, and that
dynasties have staid all night at our
house.
After I had gone the owner of the
theater said to him reproachfully
That was Mr.. Nye, the great Ameri
can humorous writer, Mr.. Eber. Did
you understand the name fully when l
intr pduced youf"
Yes" said Mr.. Eber, with a rising
infection, as he sat down on the chin
ney of a footlight. Il ting 1 half
heered off him"
l do not q this to hurt Eber, for he
il too great a man t. be hurt by news
paper criticism. but why in Heavens
name cannot people of prominence get
along smoothly togetherl l think we
should stand by each other. Ten years
ago [ met the two headed girl for the
frat time, and while the meeting was
not ELUSIVE, it was cordial. l have
also met the Prince of Wales and
Sitting Bull, and there was no cold
meg, no professional jealousy be-
tween US.
l also once met Joseph Cook, who
was On his way to his regular work
repairing and editing some of the
works of God, and ever he Was kindly
and almost sweet to me.
So 1 say that people of prominence
should play in one another's hAnGs.
=
"Reminiscences of Senator Plumb are
90 plenty since his death that 1 venture
TO call up one Of the incidents of his
early experience. We had been run
ming around over the Capitol, looking
at whatever was curious in the way of
memoranda sent into congress by the
presidents, like appointments, etc.
some in pencil on MANILA paper con-
tanning, 3 whole cabinet perhaps, but
as inf )rmal as a list of vegetables for
your cook to order for over Sunday;
then others would be stiff and formal,
like George Washington engaged in
taking the thirty-third degree in Ma
Ronry. We had looked over and com
mented on all these things, snapped
BON msOts with Senator Ingalls,, greatly
to our advantage, for Senator
Plumb was never remarkable for his
repartee, AMI as a bright and ready
b IN mOtter I could never make wages,
being slow of though and possessing
rather a profound mind-n0t Of course
the profundIty noticed in fresh, young,
newly matriculated asshood, but q
depth which is slowly stirred, Swallowed
Over with an earnest gloom.
We then went up Into the gallery
and for an hour or two forgot our own
greatness; the senate chamber faded
away on the drowsy, buzzing wings of
the motion to refer to the committee on
rules; the hot Turkish bath air which
is used % sprout the senatorial thought
lulled us to half forgetfulness and
hushed the pop of the committees
report. For the time We were back
again in the far west, with widening
miles between US and the chaste refine
ment of Senator Hoar; with billowing,