The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1898-02-19


illegibllity of the penmanship of Ku-
fus Choate, the famous lawyer. 1t is
said that he once openly congratulated
himself on the fact that "if he failed to
get a living at the bar, he could still
go to China and support himself Ivy
his pen; that Is by decorating tea
chests"
A friend at Mare Island sends us a
story of a marine of German nativity
who was told, when standing watch,
TO call out the marine guard in case
the officer of the day should pass.
When the occasion came and the officer
of the day, clad in full uniform, made
his appearance, our good German be-
came so ratified that he forgot his En-
gllsh and called out: "Kummen sic
heraus nit die guard. Der Kaiser Is
comin'r
According to the statement of the 10
year-old daughter of a Massachusetts
clergyman, there are ways of making
an old sermon seem almost new. Mol
ly," said one of the friends Of this
young critic, docs your father ever
preach the same sermon twice| Il
think perhaps he does" returned Mol
ly. cautiously; but / think he talks
loud and soft in different places the
second time. so 1t doesn't sound the
same at ALL
A gentleman once happened to visit
Carlyle just after a brilliant man OF
genius had left him. AS they met at
the door, the man of genius said: Il
| have Just been visiting poor Carlyle.
He is a mere wreck-a mere wreck.
As the second visitor greeted Carlyle,
| he remarked: 80 you've just had Mr..
- with you" Yes" was the an
swer of the "mere wreck" "and he
thinks God almighty never made
such another
| The late Duke of York, son of George
/ the Third, owed quite sum of money
to a dissipated clergyman named Pom
sonby. and in order to pay the debt,
! proposed giving him an Irish living.
He therefore sent him to Ireland, with
a note TO the Bishop of Cork which
read: Dear Cork, ordaln Ponsonby;
yours, York. In a short time the
/ prince received this equally concise
note from the bishop: Dear York, Pom
sonby ordained; yours, Cork"
Not long ago servant living in Der
| byshire, England, gave notice to leave
her situation, informing her mistress
that she was about to be married. AS
the time drew near for leaving, she adj
dressed her mistress thus: please,
mum, have you got girl YETI NO,
Bridget, why do you ask?" Because
II you haven't, | should like TO stay"
what, | thought you were going TO
marry the sweep "Oh, yes, ma'am."
replied Bridget, hesitatingly, but
when | saw him after his face was
washed felt couldn't love him.
Horace White, of the New York
Evening Post, was writing the leaders
for the Chicago Tribune a good many
years ago. His associate in the work
was DIR. Ray, a very elegant and schol-
arly writer Late one night the latter
looked in on White in his bedroom and
found him reading standard work on
geometry. How is this?" said Ray;
hit ySu iVhhihk btVhiCAig loi IVtich-
TOM Not a bit of It," responded
White 81 am simply trying to find out
whether after writing editorials for the
Tribune for the past year | have got
any brains left
Abraham Sprawls was veteran of
three wars, and he used to live in wire
grass Georgia. He had lost one leg in
battel, and walked around on wood
en- stump. One day he got In the way
OF the fast mail and the engine ran
over him. One of his sons-and he had
a family of fifteen-had witnessed the
accident, and, running toward him,
shouting: Trains cut off dads leg,
an he'll git damages He lifted the
old man to inspect his wounds, but
suddenly let him fall, saying. in tone
of disgust: "Durn 1t all. It's his
wooden leg they've cut off" Yes"
groaned the old man as they wheeled
him home, tits jest my burned luck.
Can't see, ter save me. how they missed
the good g!'-Constitution.
pretty story of how Henry NJ.
Stanley wooed and won Miss Dorothy
Tenant though coming to us from
private sources, has been made suf-
fclently public to avert the charge of
undue personality. Miss Tenant. it Is
well known. was the original of Sir
John Millas famous picture, Yes or
Nor 1t seems that Stanley had asked
the question and the reply was No"
The great explorer went to Africa
again, and after several years returned
TO London 10 find himself the most
talked-of man of the day. The thought
of Miss Tenant was still uppermost in
his mind, and he resolved that his first
visit should be to her home. In his Inn
patience for the morrow he turned
over the cards and notes with which
the table was strewn, and, selecting
one haphazard, decided to while away
the time by attending a certain recep-
ton. The first person he met there
was Miss Tenant. They greeted each
other formally, but later in the even
ing Stanley retired to n small ante
room, to find that Miss Tenant had
likewise sought solitude. A somewhat
embarrassing silence ensued, broken
| by the woman saying, like one making
conversations" do you find London
much changed, Mr. Stanleyr mo. !
haven't found London changed, and
I've not changed, either," returned the
explorer. with his usual lntrepldlty.
"Have your "Yes, I've changed"