The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1898-09-29
"No deed, rs lookin fob no trouble. I

OATS whut l is. An 1 guess dey is
mo- service places dan dis SOS 1 won
halter quit workin' when rs left" els
yoh gwine away ?" 81 is" "Whut's yoh
dissatisfaction "Laziness, White
folks laziness. 1 dosen' spec quality
folks to wuck hahd. But dah's sech a
thing as kyahyin' luxury an ease too
fab fob responsibility. doesn' blame
'em fob gettin' red O. de cookin' an
cleanin' an passin' de dishes at dinner;
but when dey gifts so dey's got ter sit
up machinery ter help 'em draw DER
BRET, tells you chile, dey's got clean
past de limits oh gentility."-Washing-
ton Star.
While he was playing Grip Van Win
kle" at Chicago Jefferson once went to
the theater very much exhausted by a
long days fishing on the lake. AS the
curtain rose on the third act it disclosed
the white-haired Rip still deep in his
twenty-years' nap. Five, ten, twenty
minutes passed and he did not awaken.
The audience began to get impatient
and the prompter uneasy.
The great actor doubtless knew what
he was about, but this was carrying the
realistic business too far. The fact
was that all this time Jefferson was
really sleeping the sleep of the just, or
rather of the fisherman who sat eight
hours in the sun. Finally the gallery
became uproarious, and one of the
goods" wanted to know if there was
going to be nineteen years more of
this snooze businessv'
At this point Jefferson began to snore.
This decided the prompter, who opened
small trap beneath the stage and be-
gan to prod Rip from below. The
tagged comedian fumbled in his pocket
for an imaginary railroad ticket, and
muttered drowsiIy, "Going right
through, 'ductor."
At this entirely new reading the au-
dience was transfxed with amazement,
when all at once Jefferson sat up with
loud shrek, evidently in agony. The
exasperated prompter had "jabbed" him
with pin. Consciousness of the stu.
ton came to him, and the play went on
after that with a rush.-Philadelp
Saturday Post.
Many years ago, when Lord Dufferin
was about to go to India as viceroy,
he instructed his steward to build a
stone we'll around a famous ruined
castle on his Irish estate, in order to
protect it from vandals. On his return
home, several years after, he found to
his amazement that the old castle had
disappeared, and its place was circu-
lar wall inclosing nothing. Sending
for the steward, he demanded to know
why his orders had not been carried out
The steward insisted that what he had
ordered had been done. "But where is
the castle?" asked the marquis. "The
castle, me lord" repeated the steward,
"That Guild thing, shure, pulled it
down to build the wall wild! Doye want
me to be goin' miles for materials with
the finest stones in Ireland beside me?"
In telling the man to build wall his
lordship had said nothing about the
preservation of the castle.
jamie has big sister-a blooming,
bounding destroyer of hearts, and the
principal of Jamie's school used to call
on her. He came one evening, just be-
fore the close of the last term, and wore
over-shoes. He was always afraid
of catching cold. He left these shoe
protectors in tire hall. Jamie, by no
means sure of passing from the seventh
into eighth grade, was coming his ge-
ography necessity, not choice,
and he saw those goloshes.
So he got the tack hammer and two
tacks and nailed through the rubber
soles into the floor. When Mr.. Princi-
pal departed Jamie was watching
him. Mr.. Principal, still smiling on
the big sister, inserted his feet in his
understand then he braided himself
up in the most amazing fall that ever
an educated man accomplished. The
big girl picked him up and extracted
him from his stationary footwear, but
she was shaking with laughter
Next day, jamie, sweet seraph, drift
ed past the principals desk with look
of angelic innocence on his chubby face.
He paused moment.
"Who called you" asked the petulant
principal.
"The kids called me. They called
me 'rubbersH Say, Mr.. Soandso, do 1
pass?"
And the avas Of the two met for one