The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1893-08-25
THINGS WISE AND OTHERWISE.

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Boston one night, went 10 hear
lecture by Prof. Nye. But unknown
to him, Rev. Jos. Cook, the vocifer
Gus, had been substituted for Nye
the whimsical, and AIR. Jones listen
ed in deep bewilderment to the sup
posed humorist. Next day when b,
told his wife about it, she askef
whether Mr.. Nye had made hin
laugh much. "Waal," replied The
honest man, che was funny. but mol
80 darned funny, after ALL"
"This baby of yours seems pretty
solid" said Hankinson, holding
Fompkins' baby mp in his arms.
"Of course he is," retorted Tomp.
kins; ''did you think he was plated p
-Harper's Bazaar.
Uncle Wayback-I declare, Elvira,
this knife tastes soapv, same as the
other one. Shrewd Niece--It's too
bad. uncle, but city servants are so
careless. Try eating with your fork.
Maybe that's clean. IN. Y. Weekly.
A judge once intervened to prevent
\ waste Of words. Seeing from the
piles OF papers in the lawyers hands
that the case was likely to be hotly
contested, he asked "What is the
amount in question ?" seTwo dol
lars" said the plaintiffs counsel.
'I'll pay i" said the Judge, handing
over the money; "call the next case. "
lie had not the patience of Sir Will
liam Grant, who, after listening for
a couple Of days 10 the arguments OF
counsel as TO the meaning Of an act,
quietly Observed when they had done.
'That act has been repealed"
Barker lin whisper)-HuIlo, Har-
ris; Pm glad you've come. Ny
daughters having n musical in there.
Can't you go back to the club and
send for me at once on a matter of
urgent business ?-Harper's Bazaar.
Plant of the clearinghouse
Keeper: Some Of my boarders die
in the house. This is not caused by
poor food or neglect on my part, but
many do not seek a health resort un-
Gil they feel the waters Of the dark
river rising over their sh0e-tops.
Then they 60 and die on the hands of
some one who never did them any
harm by word or deed. Is this fair /?
Is it just?-Bill Nye.
Obeyed Orders: One of the worst
cases of literal mind is reported by
the Chicago Mail : A guest hurried
mp to the hotel clerk'sdesk. lie had
just ten minutes in which to pay his
bill, reach the station and board his
train. "Whewl" he exclaimed. "I've
forgotten something. Here, boy, run
up to my room, B as, and see if
have left my tooth brush and sponge.
Hurry; I've only five minutes now"
The boy hurried. In four minutes
he returned, out of breath. eyes,
sir" he painted. "You left Them"
Met With His Approval: Among
Judge e. X. Hoar's dislikes was one
Tor Wendell Phillips. On the day the
great orators remains were borne TO
he tomb some one met the Judge
md inquired: "Aren't You going to
he funeral!" "No," was the re-
ply, "but / approve Of it. t."-Argo-
laut.
Ghosts. What else are we Are
ve not spirits, shaped into a body,
nto an appearance, and that fade
.way again into air, and invisibilityI |
This is no metaphor, it is simple
scientific fact: we start out Of MOTH
ngness, take figure, and are Appari-
ions; round us, as round the yericst
Ipectre, is Eternity; aud to Eternity
minutes are as years aud aeons.
Come there not tones Of love and
aith, as from celestial harp-strings, |
ike the song Of beatiicd souls? And
lgain, do we not squeak and gibber;l
md glide bodeful, and feeble, and
earful; or uproar and revel IN our
mad dance of The ad,-till the
cent of the morning air summons us
% our still Home; and dreamy night
becomes awake and day2 Where
low is Alexander Of Macedon; does
he steel host, that yelled in fierce
at Issus and Arbela, re-
main behind him; or have they all
vanished utterly, as perlurbed gob-
ins muste Napoleon too, and his
Moscow retreats and Austerlitz cam
,aiQns! Was il all other than the
ieriest spectre-hunt; which has now,
With its bowling tumult that made
light hideous, fitted away2 Ghosts?
rhere are nigh thousand million
Walking the earth openly at noon-
ide: some half-hundred have van
shed from II, some half hundred have
risen in it, ere thy watch ticks once.
o Heaven, It is mysterious, 1t Is
wful to consider that we not only
ach carry future ghost within him;
mt are. in very deed, ghostsl These
imbs. whence had we them; this
tormy force; this lIfe-blood with its
'urning passion2 They are dust and
hadow. wherein, through some mo-
nents or years, the divine essence is
o be revealed in the flesh. That
,arrior on his strong war-horse IRE
ashes through his eyes; force dwells
n his arm and heart but warrior