The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1898-11-24
AhEeDo7E
NND
INCIDENT

Two cannie Scots, walking to Auch
ermuchty, saw an uncouth figure
standing in a distant field. After gazing
ntently one said: ITS never moving
10 it's a tatta (potato) boyle (scare
row. Its no a tatta boyle" replied
he other; 'it's man working by the
lay"
David Hume. the historian, once
rade an offer of marriage TO a lady
who refused him, but whose friends
shortly afterward conveyed to him the
Intelligence that she had changed bel
mind. $50 have l." replied David, Ia
.onically, 80 have l." And he lived
md died in single blesSedness.
George ". became convinced, by DIM
,f long imagining and saying so, that
he had led the Life Guards at Water
90. Did l not, Arthur" he said, al
/ court dinner, to the Duke of yelling
on. Most men would have been EN-
oarrassed. Not so the Iron Duke. He
simply answered: Il have often heard
FOUR Majesty say So
Bob Ingersoil was recently talking
With an old colored woman in Washing
on on religious matters. do you real
Y believe, aunty." said he, that people
ire made of dust?" Yes. sab; de Bible
say dey is, and believe it. But what
S done in wet weather, when there
nothing but mud?" Den l s'pects dey
make infidels and sich truck"
The distinction between the parish
'ector and the curate in the old days is
Illustrated by story of an old rector.
Returning to his parish after his au-
tumn holiday, and noticing woman
1t her cottage door with her baby in
ier arms, he asked: Has that child
been baptized?" well, SIR" replied the
,Ourtesying mother, Il shouldn't like TO
say as much as that. but your young
nan came and did what he could
Two Irish laborers, old-time friends,
net on the street in San Francisco re-
.ently, and after cordial hand-Shake
)ne of them inquired: An where have
yees ben, Moike?" 'Workin' on the
,arrums in Southern California" was
he reply, land Dim moighty glad ter
git back" What happened yees
:hare?' was the next inquiry. 9Th
weather 1t was too doombed hot.
Why, whin OF was a-workin' near Fris-
10 tn t'ermom'ter marked wan hun
lred an sixteen dagrais in tn shade"
Is that so? viii, be hivens, they didn't
make yees worruk in tn shade, did
:hey?"
Lady Blessington, who was accord
ID the name of 1.-The gorgeous" when
Prince Louis Napoleon. the last en-
,eror of the French, was an exile in
london, was remarkably courteous to
him, extending her hospitality in the
most lavish way. After his accession
o the throne of France she was in
Paris for season, and somewhat nat
lrally looked forward to an invitation
the Tuileries. Time passed and none
.ame. But at sumptuous ball given
elsewhere the emperor passed in the
,ull splendor of his triumph. Catching
sight of his benefactress, he smiled
md asked: "Ah. Lady Blessington!
You remain in Paris for time?" "Ye,,
SIRE" said she; 'and you?'
When Mark Twain was first intro
Iuced TO Gen. Grant the later shook
hands in a perfuctory manner ana i'm
nediately relapsed into his customary
altitude of reticence, says the Ladies'
Home Journal. There was an awk-
ward pause; it grew longer and longer
Is the humorist tried To think of some
hing bright to say. Finally, as if In
sheer desperation, Twain looked up,
With an assumed air of great timidity,
md said: Mr.. President, IL feel lit
lie bit embarrassed. Do you?" The
President could not help smiling. and
Mark took advantage of the chance the
Incident presented to give place TO 9th
,rs. Ten years later, when statesman
md humorist met again, Gen. Grant,
With a twinkle in his eye, said, before
Twain had the chance to utter word:
Mr.. Clemens, l don't feel at all en-
oarrassed. Do your"
The captain of vessel which was
bringing to America, in the fall of
1876, n mysterious passenger who had
,ome aboard at Hamburg, watched the
after so closely that at last the paSsen-
ger said one day. 'Sir, this is not the
irst occasion upon which | have OBJ
served the attentive scrutiny you be-
stow upon me. May l inquire the rea-
son?" Sir" responded the candid
,aptain, you took passage on my ship
as a Dane; don't believe you're any
hing of the kind" The passenger
smiled; the smile was full of perspica-
:ity and confidence, and was followed
With: Pray tell me, then, what you be-
ieve me to be?' At this question Capt.
Ewing fidgeted, hesitated, and finally
olurted out: well, TO be honest, / think
gou are n gambler. You've well-nigh
,uined yourself at home, and are now
coming to fleece the fools you'll find on
shore" The young mans smile broad
.ned; the next minute he turned grave
again, lowered his voice, and replied:
Captain Ewing, as you have studied
ne during this voyage, so have stud
ed you l have come to the conclu-
sion that you are man to be trusted.
am Louis Philippe, Due d'Orleans,
eldest son of that Louis Philippe dor
leans who was slain by the guillotine
On the seventh of November, almost
three years ago"
Geese Washing Their Food.
DR. II. III. Ward remarks q c1rions