Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1895-08-29

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Gilbert Parker recently encountered
Canadian bishop whom he had
known in his boyhood. The bishop
pompously inquired: sAh, Gilbert!
and are You still writing your ah- lit
tie books?" Mr.. Parker promptly an-
swered: Yes, bishop. And are you
still preaching your h-little SER
Dean Hole tells OF an old Fashioned
/ cathedral verger, .''lord OF the aisles,''
who, one noon, found a pious visitor
on his knees in the sacred building.
The verger hnstened up to him md
said, In q tone of indignant excite
ment:"The services at this cathedral
are Mt 10 in the morning and at 4 in
the afternoon, md we don't have any
fancy prayers
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The.late Sir John a. Macdonald was
once at a reception, and a bishop from
Belgium was present. AS the party
We're being escorted by body of men
in Highland costume, the foreign bisll-
op. seeing the blre legs and kills.,
asked why these men were without
trousers. Its Just a local CUSTOM"
fefH1 Sfps N a
places people take off their hats rs q
mark of honor to distinguished guests;
here they take of their trousers
At one time the Duke Of Yelling
toms extreme popularity was rather
embarrassing. For instance, on leay-
Ing home each day, he was always
intercepted by an affectionate mob,
who insisted Oh hoisting him on their
shoulders and asking where they
should carry him. 1t was not always
convenient for him to say where he
was going, so he used to say, Garry
me home; carry me hOme;' and SO he
used to be brought home half dozen
times day few minutes after leay-
Ing his own door.
Suzanne Lazier was good actress,
but extremely stout. She was one
night enacting part III q melodrama
with Taillade, the original Pierre Of
The Two Orphans" and this actor
had at one moment to carry her faint
ing off the stage. He tried with all
his might to lift the ''fleshy' heroine,
but, although she helped her little
comrade by standing on tiptoe, in the
usual manner, he was unable to move
her an inch. At this juncture one of
the deities cried from the gallery:
'"Take what you can ard come back
for the rest
A country minister, in certain
town, took permanent leave of his con-
gregation in the following pathetic
manner: Brothers end sisters, I
come to say goodbye. / don't think
God loves this church, because none of
YOU ever die. don't think you love
each other, because never marry any
of you. don't think you love me, be-
cause you have not paid my salary.
Your donations are moldy fruit and
Wormy apples, and by their fruits We
shall know them Brothers, am go
ing away to better place. l have
been called to be chaplain Of peni-
tertiary. Where I go We cannot come,
but ! go to prepare place for you,
and may the Lord have mercy on your
souls. Goodbye"
Bishop Simpson preached some years
ago in the Memorial hall, London. For
half an hour he spoke quietly, without
In o,,S <oQTf -
then, picturing the Son Of God bearing
our sins In his own body on the tree.
he stopped, as If laden with an i'm
measurable burden and, rising to his
full height, he seemed to throw it from
him, crying: How far? AS fur as the
east Is from the west, so far hath he
removed our transgressions from u.s."
The whole assembly, as if moved by
an irresistible impulse, rose, remained
standing for second or two, then
sank back into their seats. A profess
or Of elocution was there. A friend
who observed him and knew that he
had come to criticise, asked him, when
the service was over: "Well. what do
you think of the doctors elocution?"
"Elocution?" said he; "that man
doesn' want elocution; he's got the
Holy Ghost!'
The Scotch Arcl bishop Foreman 0n
the sixteenth century, was so poor
Latin scholar that, when he was
obliged to visit Rome, he found great
difficulty in conforming to some Of the
customs Of the pope's table, to which
he was invited. Etiquette required
that the Scotch bishop should take
part in uttering Latin benediction
over the repast, and the illiterate guest
had carefully committed to memory
what he believed to be the orthodox
form Of words. He began with his
"Benedicite," expecting the cardinals
to respond with "Dominus,' but they
replying Deus" italian fashion) SO
confused the good bishop that he for
got his carefully-conned phrases, and,
sin good, broad Scotch said: ITO the
devil / give you all, false cardinals"
to which devout aspiration pope and
cardinals (who understood only their
own language) piously replied,