The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1897-07-14
Stories Told Of
Famous Men

An uSlDB bneCuOte is tOlQ or the
celebrated Chief Justice John Marshall, by
his descendants. in illustration of the Gu
rious lack of practical sense of that won-
derfully profound legal luminary.
Returning one afternoon from his farm
near Richmond, Va, to his home in that
city, the hub of his wheel caught OH a
small. sapling growing by the roadside.
After striving unsuccessfully for some
moments to extricate the wheel he heard
the sound of an AK in the woods, and saw
negro man approaching. Hailing him he
said, "1f you will get that ak and cut
down this tree, I'll give you a dollar
Il en- git yer by 'thout no ak, eff dat's
all yer want"
Yes, that's ALL" said the judge.
The man simply backed the horse until
the whees was clear of the sapling, and
then brought the vehicle safely around
1t.
You don't charge dollar for that do
your asked the astonished Chief JUS
tice.
mo, Massa. but it's wuf dollar to
larn some folks sense
The quick-witted darkey got his dollar
without further questioning.-Th Ex-
aminer.
Marcus DAILY, tho Montana millionaire,
who won tho Belmont stakes in New
York recently, retains much Of the bluff
ness of the mines from which his money
was dug.
A typical racing dude, white spats,
turned up trousers and peanut hat to tit
his peanut head, asked for an introduce
tion to the copper king.
Chappie touched Daly's outstretched
hand with his own limp and daintily
manicured fingers and said:
Jaw, so pleased to meet you, weally.
I've often heard of you, Mr.. Daly!
DAILY put his hand in his pocket, looked
at his new acquaintance moment, and
replied
THE - you are!"
Chappe said afterwards that Mr.. DAILY
might be "vewy wich," but there was
no doubt that he was "vewy wude."
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The following story OF Alphonse Dau-
det the French litterateur, is told by the
San Francisco Argonaut: When he
brought out "Sappho," an American pub
fishing house that issues religious books,
not knowing it's character, offered NJ
Daudct large sum for advance sheets
of the work. He accepted the offer and
the advance sheets were sent When the
publishers received them they decided
that they could not issue the book, and
they cabled to the author: "'Sappho'
will not do"
This dispatch puzzled Daudet. He con-
suited with numbers of friends, and this
was the conclusion at which they event
ually arrived: "Sappho," in French, Is
spelled with one "p"-"Sapho," after tho
Greek fashion. In English it is spelled
with two. An unusually acute friend
pointed this out to Daudet, which much
relieved the novelist, and he cabled back
to the publishers: Spell it with two
p's." It is needless to state that the
publishers were more astonished at Dau-
det's reply than he had been at their
cable dispatch.
Ex-Governor Jackson, of Iowa, for
many years was the Hawkeye secretary
of state, and employed in his office quite
large clerical force. One afternoon,
says the Chicago Times-H Herald, a rather
rusty ruralite wandered in, and Mr.
Jackson Immediately saw in the newcom-
er opportunities for fun.
"Hev We got telephone?" stammered
| the caller
Certainly" replied jackson, there il
is on the wall. Help yourself to it,
| Then, as the stranger slowly walked W
| to the telephone and began looking Il
over, Jackson passed word among the
| clerks to watch the experiments of a
| jay trying to use telephone for the first
| time.
The visitor looked the instrument over
| carefully, as If trying to figure out how
to use it. The entire office force was
| watching him with unconcealed amuse-
ment. Finally he timidly took down the
| receiver, looked at II with evident Gu,
riosity, tapped 1t gently with his fingers
and then, giving a glance about ths
room, blew the dust off the receiver, ano
putting his lips closely to it softly said
| "Hello!'
This was too much for the clerks. The
Office force burst into a roar of laugh
ter, and Jackson promptly went to the
assistance Of tho old man. Hold on!
| he cried. Don't try to talk into that
| That is the receiver; not the transmit
ter. Hang 1t up again; then turn tho
ceiver to your ear, and wait till centra
| answers"
The visitor was looking at Jackson as
cnriously as one might regard an es
| capped lunatic. SAY" he drawlet
| I'm an expert sent over here by the Bel
| Telephone company to find out what:
the matter with this Instrument"
And not a clerk dared to look up from
his work for the next hour.
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Anent the prevailing discussion as t.
the highest speed ever attained by ex
| pert shorthand writers, there is a story
going the rounds of the feat of a Georgis
court stenographer which by long oddi
broke the worlds record In that line o.
| work.
1t was when that eminent jurist, tn,
late Judge Richard Clarke was presid
| ing in the Atlanta circuit of the Su
perior court One OF the most remark