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Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1894-11-06
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The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
A Slight Impediment.

Macallister McIlhenny loved the girl
and wished to make her his. but some
thing in her manner stood him off.
She didn't encourage him at all and
what he needed more than anything
else, except enough money to pay his
board bill, was encouragement. Wish
ing didn't bring it, though, and he
thought he would try strategy. What
he most dreaded was to be led into
flat proposal and be rejected, SO he be-
gan to hedge and seek the point by de-
grees.
"It's rather queer how a girl must
change her name when she marries,
amt it?" he ventured.
"Yes, but not always unpleasant, she
responded smiling.
Don't you think it isP" he asked IN
burst of hope.
"Of course not. Why should it beP"
81 don't know; only some girls think
So"
"I don't. On the contrary, I'd rather
like it if I had the choosing of the
name"
This was rather vague, but Macal-
lister McIlhenny was there for business.
"What do you think of mine for
changep" he asked with sudden squirt.
She blushed furiously.
"Oh," she exclaimed, Il don't think
should like to be called Mrs. Dennis.
And Macallister McIlhenny did not
pursue his inquiries further.-Detroa
Free Press
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
LINCOLN AND PULLMAN.
How the Rail-Splitter Got the Better Of
the p. p. S. G. Man.

Once upon time, away back in the
SOS, there was only one Pullman car.
That was known as car A. 1t cost
$4, 4,000-some of them cost $40, 900 now.
Car A ran out of Chicago on the Alton
Road. George M. Pullman had evolved
it. When his idea had been put into
wood he mounted it on sixteen wheels
and attached it to train. Then he,
personally, sold the right to sleep in it
for fifty cents chance-or so cents a
risk, If you prefer it, for it was about
one man out of five who could sleep in
car A of the '60's.
Fifty cents was the price and two in
a berth was the rule, as unswervable as
the laws of the Medes and Persians. If
some sy ybarite wished to sleep by him.
self and was extravagant enough to pay
for the luxury, he paid 81. Then he
temporarily owned the berth.
One night going out of Chicago, a
long, lean, ugly man, with wart on
his cheek, came into the depot. He
paid George M. Pullman so cents and
half berth was assigned him. Then he
took off his coat and vest and hung them
up, and they fitted the peg about as well
as they fitted him. Then he kicked off
his boots, which were of surprising
length, turned into the berth, and, hav-
ing an easy conscience, was sleeping
like a healthy baby before the car left
the depot.
Along came another passenger and
paid his so cents. In two minutes he
was back at George Pullman.
There's man in that berth of mine, u
said he, hotly, "and hs's shout 10 feet
high. How am going to sleep there
I'd like to knowP Go and look at him.
In went Pullman-mad, too. The
tall, lank mans knees were under hi
chin, his arms we're stretched across the
bed, and his feet were stored comfort
ably-for him. Pullman shook him un
til he Rwoke and then told him if ht
wanted the whole berth he would have
to pay 81.
my dear sir" said the tall man, "s
contract is contract. l have paid yor
so cents for half this berth, and. as yol
see, I'm occupying it. There's the othel
half, pointing to strip about inche
wide. 'Sel that and don't disturb mt
again" And, so saying, the man will
wart on his face went to sleep again
He was Abraham Lincoln.-Pittsbatr!
Dispatch.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
A MOTHERS KISS.
Influence on the Career of the Great
Painter Benjamin West.

When I was child, there was story
of the painter Benjamin West with
which my father used to entertain us
youngsters and went by the name of
The True Fairy Tale" More than a
hundred years ago, in the great state
of Pennsylvania, lived father and a
mother, named John and Sarah West.
They had nine children and one day,
when another little chap arrived, he
made ten, and because he was the
youngest of the flock they named him
Benjamin.
''For many years John West kept
the inn at Newton Square, and when
not keeping the inn he kept store, so
that there were always people to see
and things to be done. Among the
people to be seen were members of
tribe of Delaware Indians, who upon
one occasion, seeing small boy at the
tavern drawing pictures of birds, flow
ers and fruits with colors that he had
mixed of chalk and berry bushes, into
which he dipped brush made of hairs
from the family cat tied in a goose
quill, took so much interest in his rude
work that they showed him some of
their own pictures, and taught him how
to prepare the red and yellow eolors,
made from earth, with which they
stained their weapons and drew the fig
ures on the inside of their skin robes.
Blue he got from his mothers indigo
bag. The old cat seemed to take an in
terest in the boy Also, for it patiently
endured having its fur plucked out un-
til it was a very curious looking little
beast.
do 1x,f44 49, |,
his sisters baby, which had been rocked
to sleep, and lay in a wooden cradle.
He thought it tiresome business to sit
quietly and keep flies off baby, when
he wished to be out doors playing, but
presently the baby smiled Ia it's sleep,
and he thought she looked very pretty,
and why shouldn't he make her pict-
ure?
$50 going to his fathers desk he
found paper and some red ink and, of
course, a goose-quill pen. The baby
slept well and the portrait was quite
finished when Mrs. West returned.
When she saw what Benjamin had done
she caught up the paper, exclaiming
dehghtedly to her daughter:
"'See! Benjamin has made a picture
of the baby!' And in her joy she caught
her 6-year-old boy in her arms and
kissed him."
At this point Helen usually inter-
rupted the story with: what become
of.the pitcher. papap Is it still aliveP"
And was told that the pitcher" was
probably dead. Then the story pro-
ceeded
years after, when Benjamin West
had become great artist, he always
said that his mothers kiss made him a
painter. and he found delight in talking
of his mother as long as he lived. AT
all events that she kissed him instead of
scolded him for wasting paper and ink
both precious enough in those days
encouraged him to 90 on making pict-
ures of what pleased him. - Cincinnati
Tribune.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
Making the Most of That Half Year.

Heroes do not always die on battle
fields. We all know that, but now and
then the truth of the statement is ex-
emplified in manner that is forceful.
One evening there came into the room
where / sat a beautiful woman, taste
fully attired. Her eyes were unnat-
urally brilliant, and in her cheeks there
famed color like stain of blood. I
recognized her at once as a well known
and highly successful teacher in one of
Chicago's public schools. There was
something about her appearance that
surprised me, for heretofore upon the
occasions when we had met she had
been notable for the plainness, not to
say the shabbiness of her attire. The
rich velvet of the cape she wore and the
feathers on her elegant hat caused me
to exclaim:
"Why, how handsome you lookI
What have you struck"
"Deathw was the answer. "The doc
tors have told nae to-day that / have an
incurable disease and cannot possibly
live longer than six months. have
scrimped myself all my life to save
money to buy books and cultivate my
mind. I am through with all that;
now ain gong to take a hand at the
material pleasures. II have but half
year to live FIJI live royalty"
Since that TIME she has wasted rapid
ly, but the room where she lies is full
of flowers and objects of beauty. The
gowns she wears are creations of beauty,
and she allows no mourning nor any al
lusion to her fate in her presence. She
faces death with an absolute heroisn
that makes one want to applaud rather
than to weep. This manifestation is
not so grand as the manifestation of
moral courage might be, but there is
something about It which makes the
blood tingle Bit Chicago Herald.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
A New Biography of Washington.

Following is copy of an essay on
George Washington, written by girl
in a secondary class Of one public schools
of Philadelphia. 1t was meant as Sc
rious effort:
Il will tell you the story in History of
George Washington. George Washing
ton was born Feb. IL, 1926.
"He was educated at West Point and
after graduating served in the Mexican
War.
"When the French and India War
broke out he was made captain, and
General and Major and performed many
imported services.
"In 1859 He refined and married Mrs.
Marthy Acusta, and went to live on his
estate at Mt Vernon. In the Virginia
Legislature, of which he was mem
ber, he took the part against the op-
preston of England. In 1843 he was
Elected President of Congress and took
an active part in Public affairs. He
| fought many battles and finally cap
| tured General Lee and his whole army,
April 9th, 1865. He finally surrendered
| at Yorktown, under Lord Cornwallis,
and the war ended 1850. Thus he owes
the liberty to US, and he is called the
father of this country. The constitu-
ton having been adapted, George Wash
ington was made president of the United
States. He served two terms, but re-
fused to serve third term, having
taken a severe cold from ride in the
rain. He died at MI. Vernon, aged 81
| uoarS ),
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
There Is a Distinction.

"Look here, Simpkins," said the city
editor, sternly, as the new reporter stood
quaking at his desk, "what kind of
break is this, anyway In writing up
this story about the fellow that cut his
throat with the bottom of broken bot
tie you say: The man was found lying
on the sidewalk writhing in agony"
Eyes, sir; he was.
"Now, that's just like fresh reporter.
You haven't been in the business week
and you want to destroy all the tradi-
tions of the profession. l want you to
understand that you can't kick over the
old landmarks in this office"
"Why, I'm sure, sir" stammered the
amazed reporter, "I didn't intend to do
anything of that kind. That would be
very presumptuous.
as it possible that you don't know
any betterP Then let me give you a
pointer or two. When person takes
rough on rats, F." carbolic acid or arsenic,
or if this man had pounded up the glass
and swallowed tin such cases land
want you to remember it) the person
always 'writhes in agony But if a
person shoots himself or cuts his throat
he invariably 'welters in his blood
Now, don't you forget that.-Sa1a Fran
cisco Post
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
A Lovers Strategy.

That all is fair in love and war was
recently exemplifed in the case of an
uptown young man, who had had a
falling out with his best girl, all on ac-
count of another fair charmer
Girl No. heard Of the existence of
Girl No. 2, and Immediately became as
cool toward the unfortunate young
man as one we'll can in this kind Of
weather. The swain in question was
most anxious to be restored to the
good graces of his best girl, but all his
advances met with a f11 gid reception.
For several days he was in despair,
thoroughly convinced that there was no
balm in Gilead. Finally he hit upon a
brilliant scheme. Inditing letter to
Girl No. 2, III which he requested her
to cease annoying him with her unwel-
come attentions, he placed it in an en-
velope and carefully addressed it to
Girl No. l. The next day he sent her a
telegram saying that he had made a
mistake ia placing two letters in their
envelopes, and that she had probably
received letter not intended for her
Would she please return it2
The scheme worked like a charm.
The foxy epistle was returned with a
very gracious note, and new everything
is moving along smoothly once more.
0deIpbiu Record.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
WOES OF The MILkMAN.
Try His Best He Never Succeeds in Get
ting Back All His Bottles.

Perhaps there are people who believe
the milkman is one who is peculiarly
blessed, and, being able to live between
town and country a sort of idealic milk
and-water existence, is to be envied by
his less fortunate fellow mortals. But
there are motheaten spots in the milk
mans life.
The greatest trial of my life," says
one to reporter, sis bottles. Yes, sir,
bottles If ii wasn't for bottles I'd want
nothing better. Other people never
think of bottles. It's bottles, bottles,
bottles-who's got the bottlesp with me
all the time.
'The most perfect saystem of book
keeping ever invented will not account
for bottles. When 1 send out 100 bot
ties of milk in the morning I'm dead
certain to lose track of half dozen;
never hook upon them bottles all again.
Never again, sir! The mtlks are s cents
and the bottles are 8 cents. But the
people who would scorn to steal milk
will keep the bottles. They think bot
ties don't cost nothin' or they don't
think nothin' at all.
Some time ago a lady was behind
about seven bottles, and hadn't return
ed any for week. I know some peo-
pie get two or three days behind with
their empties, but couldn't account for
all of these. While was thinking
about it and looked over across toward
her fiat I saw her maid chuck an empty
out of the kitchen winder into the lot.
And, don't you know, went over there
and found whole pile of broken bot
ties and two or three whole ones. They
didn't know any better. Now, there
was lady in the other day, and says:
.Ma'am,' says I, I've got you charged
with five bottles here
"'What's that?' says she. 4 haven't
got any of your old bottles. You don't
suppose I'd steal milk bottles, do youp
When l get to stealin' III take some
thing better'n old cast-off milk bottles.
I don't like your milk, anyhow, It's
more'n half water. And I'm going to
change
"And she did change, and lost a
good customer by the mere mention of
bottles. Some people keep their tea
and things in the bottles. You can't go
and search for them. You must take
their word for it that they amt got
none. They are supposed to return
their empties the next day, and they'll
keep them for a week I'd have to
have a carload of extra bottles to suit
them. Some of them just slap on the
empties when the dumb waiter comes
their way, and some other milkman
goes off with them. They don't care.
And then, when you call up for their
empties they get mad as hops and
swear they sent them down-which,
DerhaDs theV did but not to u.s.
"And there's the servants that break
bottles and swear they returned them
week ago, and their mistresses be-
heve them. It's enough to drive man
to drink. IN Y Herald.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
No Depravity There.

heard funny misuse of words the
other day in one of the waiting-rooms
of the Louisville Southern depot. A
very large and very black and very
gorgeousIy dressed American lady of
Afrioan aktecedent~ entered. Every
seat was occupied. In one of the seats
was well-dressed and pronouncedly
pompous-looking colored gentleman
apparently preacher, judging from his
high silk hat and his long black coat.
He saw the well-looking sister standing,
and, arising with a great air of doing
the polite" he said:
"Take my seat, madam; no gentle
man will sit while lady is standing.
"Nevah mind, sab; nevah mind.
doesn't want to deprive you of yo' seat,
sah," said the ebony queen of fashion.
"You take the seat, ma'am; | gives il
to YOU" was the response, with a great
wave of his hand holding the silk hat
and low bow. There's no depravity
at all, ma'am, assure you; no de
pravity at all"
And she took the seat, while the par
son posed for the delectation of the
crowd. Wo0dford Ky. Sun.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
ABOUT POINTED SHOES.
Cotton in the Toes VIII Keep Them In
Shape.

"Yes, (" said man in shoe store the
other day to Washington Post report
er, 81 like that shoe first rate; it fits
well, it feels and it looks well, but I
don't think it will do me-"
"Why notP" asked the clerk, some
what surprised at the mans apparent
contradictory statement.
Because" replied the customer, "the
toe is too long. 1t looks nice now, but
/ have short foot, and in week or SO
the toe will have wrinkled or caved in,
and it will not only look shabby but will
of long toe-fact is, hate globe
toe or anything else in the stubby line,
but have to wear them, that's all"
BEG your pardon, but you don't, !"
said the clerk knowingly.
This time it was the buyers turn to
be surprised. "And why notP" he ask
ed.
Because it is just as easy to fix a long
toe if your foot don't fill it out as to take
drink. Put cotton in it, that's all.
Fill up the end of the toe with a suffi-
| cient amount of cotton and the shoe
will preserve its shape perfectly. See
my shoeP Now, nj wager dollars to
tootnpicks that I've got as short a foot
as yours, but my shoe looks all right
because it has cotton in the end Of it.
You say you have short foot. Well,
so do half the people who walk this
earth, but they either don't know this
simple trick, or they are too lazy to try
ii, and so buy shoes that they don't like
or 90 around with a shoe all creased
and broken in at the toe. Not only
will cotton keep the shape of your shoe,
but it's good thing to have in them,
anyway. 1t keeps your foot from get
| ting chafed from too much crowding in
| to narrow point, and, besides, il
saves to great degree the wear and
tear on your stockings right ct the place
where the holes usually come, you know,
or rather your wife does. Yes, sir, cot
ton in ones shoes is a big scheme
| a bio racket +"
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
Two Gallant Gentlemen.

Jones and Brown are neighbors and
each of them has pretty wife, which
each of them is proud of. Not long ago
they were discussing the ladies and
Jones said he had the prettiest wife in
town.
Il think mine is" Brown asserted.
81 know mine is" said Jones.
"And I say mines is, !" retorted Brown.
This was continued until one called
the other a liar and then they clinched
and rolled over and clawed in great
shape until somebody put stop to it
and they agreed to go home and leave
the decision to Mrs. Jones and Mrs.
Brown.
They found the ladies talking across
the fence and at once presented theiI
grievance for settlement. The ladies
looked the two dilapidated specimens
over.
well" said Mrs. Jones, "what dc
you think, Mrs. Brown"
Il think, replied Mrs. Brown, prompt
ly, "that your husband was right
What do you thinkP"
There" ;" snorted Jones to Brown
"what did tell youP"
Il think" replied Mrs. Jones to Mrs
Brown, that your husband was right.
There" yelled Jones, "what did
tell youp" and they would have clincheC
again, but their wives dragged then
into their respective houses and turned
| the hose on them.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
The Three Fools.

Once upon time there were three
fools; great big fool, and a middle
sized fool, and a tiny little bit of fool.
These three were women contemplating
marriage with men whose paths were
crooked.
The woman who was little bit of a
fool married man who drank. Her
friends warned her, naturally, and the
general public prophesied but she risked
it. Then began the official programme:
Cheerful home, good meals, fragrant
coffee, bright open fires, after that there
was a gold cure and in the end he was
reclaimed. He was really. Moreover,
he stayed so.
The middle-sized fool married a man
whose taste was not SO much for wine as
for women and song. He liked them
best as combined in light opera. 1t re-
quires woman of great sweetness of
temper and infinite tact to manage a
man of this kind, but she did it and in
time he, too, reformed. The road was
weary one for her, however.
But the great big fool married naan
who was gambler. He was foreign
person, having local habitation, deep
ly mortgaged, and name. And the
rest of this chapter is very brief and not
especially cheerful. It is this: The
genuine gambler never reforms.-Kate
Fields WASHINGTON.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
BY No Means Convinced.

A patient in an insane asylum imag-
ined himself dead. Nothing could drive
this delusion out of the mans brain.
One day his physician had happy
thought and said to him. "Did you
ever see dead man bleedP"
NO." he replied.
"Did you ever hear of a dead man
bieedingP"
"No."
"WeIl, if you will permit me, 1 will
try an experiment with you and see if
you bleed or not" The patient gave
his consent the doctor whipped out his
lancet and drew little blood. There" +"
he said, you see that you bleed; that
proves YOU are not dead"
"Not at all the patient instantly re-
plSed, shat only proves that dead men
can Ksleed."-Y YoasEers Blade.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
HOW TouoHs ARE BRED.
Forbidden to Play In the Streets They
Seek the Saloons.

1t has at least the one merit of being
loyal, the growler has; the saloon is the
only thing which takes kindly to the
child. Honest play is forbidden or in
terfered with, says Home end Country.
BaA-players or top-spinners in the
streets are liable to arrest and there is
no room in the gloomy courtyard of
the tenement house. The child must
seek other diversions, and wandering
along the avenues or water-fronts, he
finds plenty of kindred spirits in cir
cumstances similar to his own. The
gang" is then formed and soon the
spirit of adventure-alas,o only criminal
adventure-leads them to petty thefts,
so that they may get the wherewithal
their own account. Then they grow
bolder and stores are raided At last
the acme of heroic triumph is reached
when they are arrested and sent to jail.
The young toughs soon become prof.
cient thieves. Stop a representative
street arab in one of the tenement dis
tricts of New York and ask him where
he lives.
Don't live nowhere" will be the
usual reply.
why don't you go to schoolP"
''Ain't got no clothes" This is only
too evident.
What do you do for a ivingp"
"Nawthin'''
Then how do you buy breadp"
''Ahl what'r yer givin' usP We don't
buy no bread; we buys beer"
These urchins sleep anywhere in
summer and on some steam grating or
in some tenement-room in winter. Hun
dreds of them have never seen Central
PARK or the Brooklyn bridge; they re-
gard an invitation to Sunday school as
''pious game" to be Stunned. The
majority have never heard the sacred
name of Jesus except as blasphemy.
They may have had a ''home"-a bed
of straw in a filthy room-but they have
discarded this for the kindher street.
Numbers of children run away from
such homes every week. The de-
graded mothers say that they will come
back when they are hungry, but more
than likely this is the very reason they
ran away.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1894-09-12
Clear Case of Contempt.

The dispenser of the finest brands of
western justice sat on soap box. says
the Detroit Free Press, with law book
spread before him on an up-ended
whisky barrel.
"Who arrested this manP" he asked
as the prisoner stood up before him.
"We did," responded half dozen
citizens standing around.
whats the chargep"
sHoss stealin'"
@Kin you prove itP"
"You betcher life we kin; we ketched
him In the act"
The Judge looked ugly.
''WiH you swear to FTP" he asked.
Course we will; dida't we jist tell
you we ketehed him at itp"
@All right, gents" said the judge
blandly, as he laid his gun across the
law book, "I'n fine each an every one
of you so and costs for contempt Of
court in fetchin' him here, and dismiss
the case agin the prisoner. You
oughter strung him up when you
ketched him."