The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1894-09-07

WlPeu on tne egg ana Win II some OF the
burned cork, so that during the rest Of
the lay he looked like a black broncho
with one calico eye.
"At last Little Eva, having seen
some angels who appeared to be about
northwest of where ] sat, in the gallery,
passed away. Mr.. Sinclair sobbed In
the bedding quite awhile, and Uncle
Tom wiped his watch eye copiously. II
was tough scene. All at once dead
rat took Uncle Tom under the butt Of
the ear and fell with a nauseating thud
on the breast of the corpse
You should have seen the remains
hop ont of her auction bed and fee
across the stage in her robe de mutt,
which she had evidently outgrown q
good deal.
II heard her cursing Uncle Tom aft
erward for permitting the rat to fall ON
her, thus knocking out the pathetic and
foot ong somble' of the play. It was q
sore finale indeed.
1.-THE following morning l learned
that the company had sought to Jump
the town, as it was put to me- Sol
made a bill and sued out a writ of at
techment before myself, being a ]. p,
for the advertising had done for them
"The officer seized one bloodhound
and deathbed. l had long wished
to endow bed in the Laramie City
hospital, SO had Little Eva's death
bed laundered, the omelets removed and
sent it to the hospital.
1.-THE bloodhound kept for several
years. / honestly think he tried TO re.
form, but it was not possible He
yearned for the applause of multitudes
and the approval of the press. Life in
my watermelon patch seemed tame to
him, for some nights no one came, and
then he would be taciturn all the next
day, sometimes biting an Old Subscriber
or Veritas or Taxpayer and causing me
great trouble in every way.
Finally his mind began to wander
In fancy he was again chasing Eliza
and her little one across the frozen
stream.
Then with fiendish yelp he would
bound forward and bite at mark-a
birth mark if he could find one.
This went on that way for long
time until at last he became unpopular
with the public schools, having thinned
them out good deal first and last. So
one day, as the October weather hogan
to paint tho willows and cottonwoods
along the streams and glorify the
sumac in the canyons, 0thello, my de
mented bloodhound, got his medicine
at the hands of one of my staff named
Vox Populi, the calf of whose leg had
been severely fiuted by my dramatic but
i'll guided dog.
He is buried to the eastward of
Laramie, on the crest of the first foot
hills near the grave of Big Steve, who
also died by request Of many citizens
Since then the stage, though not so
often upheld by obscure parties as il
used to be, is greatly advanced and i'm.
proved, 1 think, in the Rocky mounts, 4,
country" y
Another correspondent, who is fool.
ing with the metallic baths and geo.
logical beverages at Saratoga, wrote
me in July to know what 1 thought Of
buying up lot of Saratoga chips at
John Morrissey's old store and wait
ing for an advance during the racing
season. He says that he has seen the
Saratoga chip during the racing weeks,
when the market was very feverish, and
especially the blue and red varieties
very high.
It would be well to get few quarts
Of these Saratoga chips, no doubt, and il
the blue ones could be quietly cornered
in early July each year good results
might accrue. Do it by all means,
Amos, unless some one else is quietly
doing the same thing.
1t would be just as we'll, however,
to watch the papers meantime and see
whether all the senators are in their
places at the capitol. Staple groceries,
like sugar and Saratoga chips, should
be looked after sharply when the senate
is loose.
l visited the senate chamber last year
and had 80 lead pencils borrowed in
one day and never returned. While in
Washington eternal vigilance is also the
price of the umbrella
Aaa l.mo