The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1899-01-19
Sforyeffes.

by his reports OF the GraecO.IurklSn
War, and was presented with many
medals by the Turkish potentate. Ma
turaly he is very proud of them. One
evening when Davis was in London
he was entertained at London club
at which Sir Henry Irving was present
At this supper he wore all his medals
Sir Henry saw the young American,
and became particularly interested in
the display of metal and ribbon upon
the front of his coat and vest. He kept
cycling the collection, and finally begged
to be introduced to the wearer. The
two were brought together.
"Sir Henry" said the man who was
performing the ceremony, "this is MIR.
Richard Harding Davis, the brilliant
American writer
"Chawmed,' said Sir Henry. This
was said absent mindedly, for the great
actors mind was occupied with the
medals.
Davis noticed this.
Sir Henry looked them over with
great interest. Finally he fingered one
and took Davis somewhat back by in
curing casually with his peculiar
drawl:
you get those at school ?"-Phila-
delphia Evening Post.
Fare, please" said the conductor to
the young woman who sat in the street
car picture of woe.
Il can't pay you this time" answered
the young woman, family.
"Why can't you, ma'am ?" in suspi-
cious tone.
ii have lost my fare
did you have it when you got in?"
yes. but [ haven't it now. You
can take my address and I'll send it
30 you
II can't do that" said the man. It's
against the rules. If you lost your fare
IN this car, there is no reason why you
should not find it again. III help you
TO look for it,"
NO. no. said the woman in state
OF alarm. Il tell you that it is lost and
YOU will have to trust me to send it to
YOU
'.Very strange" said the conductor,
suspiciousIy. eff you lost it hear, l
can't see any reason why you can't find
it again. How did you loose it ="
"It's gone down my neckn' shrieked
the young woman, driven to despera-
ton And then the other passengers
remembered seeing her fiddling with
her collar.
He was typical mountalneer from
his brogan shoes to his wool hat, and
he had walked to neighbOring town
20 visit relatives. 1t was his first visit
away from his home. The second day
after he arrived he went to the post
office to get letter from his girl. He
was sure it would be there, as she had
tearfullv told him she would write him
while he was away.
"Air thar any mail for me?' he in
quired of the postmaster.
"What's your name?" was the en-
quiry
Louder"
Il say what's your name? ?" said the
postmaster in little more positive
manner.
Louder"
II say what's your name? ?" yelled the
postmaster, sticking his head through
the window into the face Of the young
man.
"Why, drat your ugly mug, Eve told
yer three times my name was Louder
yelled the mountaineer-' T. j. Louder
and if ger didn't belong to the gov
ment I'd crawl over thar and pick your
ears. Soon as man gifts gOv'ment
job round he begins to put on airs, and
Pm not the man to put up with it..
The postmaster fished out letter
from musty corner and gave it to
him, although he was somewhat mad
himself-Toledo Critic.
O*O
They tell a funny story on profess
sor of mathematics in Copenhagen,
who does his own marketing. One
morning he went to the fish market,
and stopping at the stand of one of the
fish wives, examined her stack. Find
ing that the fish were not fresh, he de
clared that he would not buy as they
were spelling.
Those were fighting-words with the
fish madam, and she proceeded to fire
some of her most choice vituperation