The evening herald. [volume] (Shenandoah, Pa.) 1891-1966, 1894-06-02
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The depravity Of some women is shock
ing. The other evening three of5them,
old and stout, stopped a respectable
looking gent with grey whiskers, and
pertly asked him II he could do anything
for three orphans. They were given
quarter with which one of the number
procured a half pint Of rum with the
drink under an apron they retired to an
alley, where the bottle was passed around
until emptied
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The pluck displayed by some young
| beau from out of town who call upon
| SHENANDOAH sweethearts is certainly to be
admired. One of these youths comes from
! Centralia Part of his route lies about
| two miles over the mountain wilds TO
Ashland. He also returns this way about
midnight The screams of wildcats. the
| possibilities of eucouuteriug "a highway
man, or the organ grinders bear, lost ON
| the mountain year ago, have no tcrrUrs
| To- MIN, and during the days of snow and
| Hood he came as regularly as the May
! day shower. Muy the fair maid he courts
smile favorably upon his suit.
Telling of wild cats reminds us of an
experience of "Uucle Billy petfer, who
often "hatches it, in q hut back %
| Raven Run. 81 was walking home on
night about eleven O'clock says the old
Woodchopper, "when some one calls
Blliy.. answers and sits down upon
| log to light the pipe I heard the cal
again only about two hundred yards
away and called to them to come on, but
| who on earth could be travelling in that
lonely place and at that hour ] couldn't
guess. | wasn't kept long in waiting,
however, as a minute after the call rang
| out clear and loud, and not more than
| ntty yards away. 1t was the yell of
| pesky wildcat which at a distance is
much like the voice of a human being.
| Wen, the cold chills ran right up my
marrer and do believe my hat raised an
inch. ! was without pistol or knife, but
| the cabin was close by. / got up and
scooted you bet and never looked back
| once to see If the cat was coming. got
inside and banged the door, and none too
soon, for an instant after the heavy body
of the wildcat struck the door in its leap
| Tor my shoulders. That's the only wildcat
| I've seen about here for ten years, and
you bet / don't want to see any for ten
years more, though | sometimes hear EN-
calling in the forest.
So
am informed that a number of Young
men and ladies in town who are acknowi-
edged leaders in the amateur dramatic
field, are rehearsng for tour of the
country next season under the manage
ment of one of the most prominent
theatrical men in the state. They have
so far been very successful in their
enterprises in this respect.
a.a
A West Centre street barber was as mad
as an elephant with Il boil in his trunk
Yesterday. He arrived at his shop rather
late IN the morning and found upon the
locked door a sign bearing this inscriDtiOn
IN large letters, Not dead, but sleeping"
II Is an old gag, but it had its effect upon
the barber and for fifteen minutes and
tWenty-three seconds, as recorded by a
nelghbor,s watch, he hunted every nook
IN the neighborhood in fruitless attempt
to find the joker
ErgooIIo,,. l,I, r.