The Durham daily globe. (Durham, N.C.) 1889-1894, 1894-10-08


throw away anything; there IS no bait
at which some fish won't bite"
Mrs. Mary E. HaHrF,o f, sREbpry,A
Mass, began collecting Buttons some
thirty-yecrs ago; and HOW has twelve
thousand different kinds. 1t IS be
lieved the buttonhOles belongin~
them have been lost.
-'Economy in one hing breeds econ
omy in Others says a prudent man.
IF you can one ~pras-@p start in this
lirectten- cu~will aopotle&he sur
pHsedsatFhe saTing that can ReS4ted
yftho1t much efort-~
"A sensation has been created among
the &bman, OF MeEigui by the appoint
ment of one of their number to an Of
fee fpr .thfl ftStI time that of Miss
Maria Gonzalez Hermosillo to be post
mistress in the state OF Jaliseq.uI ,It.
WOODS hotel" one of the few re.
maining buildings Of London thhq are
associated closely with Charles Dick
ems is ABOUT tQ Ibe! demQlisled. ;In.qne
suite Of rooms in the building Dickens
passfd! .tAtGngA yane Of thesnapy yiGis7
"A; Brahman dgnitary; named, SIR
Ramstidgy Damstidgy Ghighibhoy is
now,in .Philadelphiar He is tau, fine J.
the, adwallader-Rittep ENTHUSIASTICALLY ,
melodiouS as theirs. ~ ,. ,,.,
M. Pierre Lott, the Frrehch novelist,
will not read a daily, paper, scarcely,
ever Writes a letter, Invariably turns
intervieWersaaway from his doors, and
does'his work in room Which IS away
up on, the top of a tower, and can be
reached0 only BY singfe 4adder. H"ii'''
Thomas Tyrwkitt Drake, after Sir
Tfomas SIust9h, tie master" of'the
Bicester and Wanden hill fox-hounds,
was a stern and determined man No
one rode so stanchly or made a bigger
row when sport was interfered with,
as on the occasion when Sir Anthony
Rothschild's hounds goe~mfxedSu with
4squfred}Gake's. Sir ApthonSsaidS\\No
silent toH$ay, squire!''&The spaEe We
plieaA No Sir>ApthQnN tRe>SheRt VS.
not. hslf y stroAS\A& ER9sew
S~hencSlnt1e city. 7
Prof. Charles Ezf-Ffese=HEastens said atl
the Bryant c~entenary: The hare1ef4
mods with the rhythm of Scots delight
full verse; the daffodil dances to Words
wOrth's tune; the lark sings Shakes
peare's Hank! bark at Heavens gate;
the nightingale never ceases to lament
for her poets untimely death in Keats;
and as Burns has made the. mountain
daisy, so has Bryant made The fritg1ed'
gentiapI his Own! , Anti .as)' long las ia
wild duck shall cross, the crimson sky.
of evening in it's flight SO long Shah
Bryant's memory Hoa Heavenward
with it. ~ -
IF it xHE1anG nS@ thAAeAshedf
my barns Rst year" said a New York
farmer, he did me a good turn with
ont Knowing IA They WereIn0N fully
ihsdFsa, but IEgos pmsthEng my
pe1iciA Aad1 goAg&9RdealRore-
Rom an unexpected source Those
barns were big, and they hid from me
tsnd my neighbors several imifes IF dfsAS
Stant prospect. After the dire 'nyiheigha'
bors camet round and, @atdathays@'erH
sorry for NY loss; lRaut deellighfady With
the view those barns had been hiding
for SO many years. Well, I began a
new baF1 6n~partLof- tAe Old founda-
Ftions; wf1er man came afong n of
fereds me-SSayOOer AN acre for the land
that fhhcirdet~ ne barn site. I tore
down what I'd begun to build, and sgd
Ethe1ana f3r!a COED dehl ,mq.orf thaEI
R R's4i s2ssttSSG452afF$8s9aas$ar}({5F IL Il ny ny
barns had not been burnt nobody
would nave made me any such offeR."