The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1897-10-09
HERE AND THERE.

Woe be to the callow scribe who visits
Benwood for news while he Is yet in
the yerdani state. And even afterward
when his light shines out before all
men, and he poses as a shining example
Of knowledge and accuracy, secretly
within him there Is fear and trembling
tor the accuracy Of the news poured in
his ears BY the Glib iopgues running
riot In the thriving Marshall county.
town.
For II a premium was TO he awarded
I ta the community. shoVinS The most
fakes on reporter IN a year every
pencil pushee In Wherliug would say as
| with one voice. "lts Benwood's!"
They ought 10 know, experience being
| the teaeher though, as licn Franklin
said, fools will learn IN nj other school.
The reporters get fooled sometimes,
strange as II may seem, and Benwood
generally figures on those occasions,
and after do YOU get on 10 their tricks
| they'll get around YOU in some fashion,
| These i1kers mist have their laugh SO
! when q reporter on certain morning
paper OF late Kept out OF their grasp,
they jumped a. the chance offered
them Saturday night aNo,
His cessation of visits to his girl In
Beaw0od Junction Induced her TO
catch his ear by telephone and In her
anxiety aud Innocence she made her
wishes known Use OF telephone was
eagerly granted her not before howeV-
err, they had given her the number of
the phone a Few doors away, which she
was given 10 understand was In the
newspaper office uptown. and hence 1t
followed that she eonVersed with the
grocery clerk, a joker OF the first wa
ter Sympathy for a brother forbids
giving his secrets away In print, STUFF
nee 1t to say that the poor girl hadn't
seen him for some time. She might have
mld more. but the grocery clerk was
afraid, The wires melted as she spoke.
He hadn't been that way for over
year, and II he could creep In the house
without his wlfe's knowledge all would
be we'll But then that Internal dog of
his nelchbors was sure to rush out in
the night and alarm the neighborhood
II his stumbling feet could navigate
past the dog, the night would be as
SUM- ulN Nut bNluDtT IHObll Npulh hihh
its eye as he opened his door
Thus cogltated the man with the fac
ulties able to cogitate Too much good
fellowship mad Stared him in the face
that night, and his sole purpose now
was 10 reach hfs own fireside and to
rise upon the morn, without being told
no was dlsgracing the children. And II
that dog would only keep closed
10 AZ NtsIgar
He was In the Sixth ward now. It
was his native heath, and he was MAX
Ing fairly good headwaV to
his home, Just beyond the alley
True his feet refused to be mates, and
he staggered over them, but the end
was IN sight-only the dog All! the ca
Mines eyes CLEAN out from the dark
alleyl
The man paused. He thought him
some. The dog thought not, but with
u bound for him started It's chorus:
Bow wow .wow"--from the dog.
"Bc-ro-rnf from the man.
Shivering In fright. the dog whined
piteously. And then, subdued and
sllenced az the sound OF the blue-coats
name. fell over in faint.
As rule men prefer dog TO cat,
but representing the exception to the
rule Is a Marshall county farmer VINO
owns cat which won his admiration
the other day In o manner worthy OF
note Its achievement: will bear pom
dering over by all searchers after the
truth This cat Ia one day made re-
cord killing mice, that pales into inslS-
nifcance that Of officer Bero, he of
dog destroying fame.
Like the majority Of farmers, this
year, Jim Drum hasn't very good po-
tatO crop. His potato patch on his
Sherrard place has suffered greatly
from the plllages Of meadow mice. He
was regretting this fact in strong Ian
guage to his bred man, when the cat
came purring at his feet. Suddenly
thought struck the hired man and he
said: Jim, why not bring old Tom
out 10 the patch, and see what he Kin
do?"
The advice was followed. "Old Tom"
was taken out TO the potato hills which
plainly showed the devastation wrought
by the ground motes. Then the two
men left. This occurred before the
dinner horn sounded. and when they
returned to the barn-yard after the
midday meal they were astounded at
the spectacle presented to their view.
Ground moles were piled in heaps all
over the barn-yard. The little crea-
lures were MS dead MS the silver ques-
ton, and the sight Of the slain recalled
stories of the war. While the two men
stood there speechlkss from surprise,
Old Tim skipped across the yard with
several OF the dead rodents dangling
from his mouth. He dropped them I'm
the space not already taken up, and