Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1893-06-03
MoLER's AVENUE.

Hunting must have a charm
for Mr.. Price, the candidate who
wears the willows and his little
Democrat friend for they hunted
squirrels till the long shadows,
the blinking stars, and the NIGH
ty hollows beneath their vest
pockets called for meat and bread
before they would give up the
chase.
Miss Shrimp and her friends
took stroll in the country Sun
day eve, and imbibed an unspok-
en- sermon from the green fields,
beauteous flowers and crystal
springs ;-partaking of refresh
ments in the quiet home of a far
mer and 'feasting a dinner, the
like of which only Mrs. Harrison
Tabler can prepare.
Ere this letter goes to press one
of the fairest flowers on Moler's
Avenue shall have been captured.
Ring, ring, the wedding bells !
May the groom cherish the gift
he has striven to hold as his own,
with an ardor almost equal to
JosEPH's and a patience that
would vie with Job's-through
a period of ten years, and he will
too, for men appreciate what is
hard to gain. Take a hint girls
for the one who is easily s'mash-
ed' is the one who gets left nine
times out of ten.
The genial friend of our child
hood, Jno. Laraway, called up
this way last Saturday, looking
as if Father Time had renewed
his youth. Prosperity, good liv-
ing and contentment and safety
away from Democratic fists and
free drinks and irresistible silver
dollars, are guards to his perpet-
ual youth.
Right here we wish to correct
a statement made in the States
man running thus: The IRE
sistible Schill hobs up with 90
majority y 1t was not Schill
who was irresistible, but the
money and whisky influence scat
tered to purchase the floating
cote, men, no! Let me recall
the word-they were not men,
but creatures who wore pants and
were entitled to vote were herd
ed like beasts, soaked with bad
whisky and influenced tovote any
way. What pity, each and
every creature thus influenced
can weigh in law as much as an
honest man, the pride of his coun-
try, the image of his maker. Oh
would the power were mine, to
brand every donkey with his
owners name and the price at
which he sold his God-given man
hood, and his blood bought liber-
tyl You would be surprised at
the number, and more surprised
at the estimate they make of
their own worth.
A box of tobacco, so cents, a
a dollar, and So, are the price
paid frequently good slave
would bring $1,000 before 81. A
white creature who calls himself
man, can sometime be bought
for pint of whisky as late as 1913.
Moler's Avenue Orchestra were
out Monday night making the air
ring with their merry strains.
We are proud of our young mu-
sicians, and even the girls in the
moon squint at bashful Eek and
throw kisses at our George Gf he
is married)-for well they know
his little wife is a shy, timid crea-
ture and wont fight.
A Narrow Escape. DIR. T. J.
Bland and Mr.. j. +. Holiday met
with frightful accident while
on a return trip from the second
mountain. AT place known as
Horseshoe Bend, the spirited
horse excited by some unknown
cause leaped over a precipice, so
feet in depth. By some chance
the vehicle with its precious hui
man freight caught between the
trees, IL feet from the road and
the men were thrown out and
terribly bruised. DIR. Bland fell
close enough to the horses heels
to receive a vicious kick, which
tore the flesh from his leg in a
horrible manner. But the DR..
was equal to the emergency, his
skill and presence of mind saved
his life, for the cut had to be
sewed and he put the stitches in
his own quivering flesh. Both
gentlemen had a hair-breadth
escape, and are still suffering
from the iniurieS racaivad Jor