The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1899-02-09
Sforyeffes.

myself seen with my own eyes when
was building Norwood Scrubs pri-
son in 1877, as was handing my keys
to the gatekeeper for consignment to
the prison safe, he, through some mis-
chance, hampered the lock and could
not open the safe. WAITED some time
impatiently, as 1 was expected else
where but to no purpose. The safe
could not be opened, and until it was,
not only must l remain on the spot,
but so must every other official. 1t is
a strict rule that no one can leave the
prison until the keys are collected and
safely put away. AT last, in despair, l
turned to the chief warder and asked:
slave we any especially good cracks
men in custody?"
"There is k, sir" he replied
promptly, zone of the most noted of
housebreakers in London; doing fifteen
years. He is employed just now in the
carpenter shop"
The man was fetched He was tall
dark haired and rather good looking.
He was clean, industrious, well-be-
haved prisoner. He brought with him
his bag of tools, and showing him the
safe, asked him quietly if he could
open it.
"Do you mean it, sir?" he asked in
his turn; and when assured him that
L was in earnest, he attacked the safe
with one of his tools. In less than
three minutes the door swung open;
the lock had been quite conquered. It
was a first class safe, too.-Major Ar.
thur Griffiths.
The lady lecturer had finished her
very interesting discourse. Some PEG.
pie came in front of the platform to
shake hands with her, among them old
Mr.. johnson the blind man, past whose
sound old head, eighty winters had
blown without making him bald.
81 enjoyed your stories so much, ma
DAM" he exclaimed in the loud voice
that blind people often use. "Espe
@cially the one about the elephant. A
singular case. You were there, 1 be.
Iieve you said?"
"Oh, yes" replied the lady lecturer,
raising her voice as one sometimes
does when speaking to blind people,
cit was part of my very own expert
cence."
"Shake again" shouted Mr.. johnson
louder than ever. 81 heard that story
when was a boy, and always wanted
to meet some one that was KNOWN to
itv'
"I'm glad to know you," murmured
the lady lecturer, her voice scarcely
above whisper.
Bill Nye was once chatting with Sen
,ator Shirley, of Maine, and remarked
upon the fact that he (Nye) was born
at Shirley in the Senator's State, add
ing that the town had probably been
named for one of the Senator's ances-
tors.
81 didn't know" said the Senator,
-"that there was such town in Maine
as Shirley"
81 didn't know it, either" said Nye,
'"until / was born there"
Ayoung Irishman in want of five
pound note, wrote to his uncle as fol-
lows:
Dear uncle: If you could see how I
blush for shame while l am writing,
you would pity me. Do you know
why? Because 1 have to ask you for a
few pounds, and do not know how to
express myself. 1t is impossible for
me to tell you. prefer to die. send
you this by messenger, who will wait
FOR an answer.
Believe me, my dearest uncle, your
most obedient and affectiOnate neph-
sew,
P. S.-Overcome with shame for
what have written, have been run
ming after the messenger in order to
take the letter from him, but [ cannot
catch him. Heaven grant that some
thing may happen to stop him, or that
the letter may be lost!
The uncle was naturally touched but
was equal to the emergency. He re-
piled as follows:
My dear Jack Console yourself
and blush no longer. Providence has
heard your prayers. The messenger
lOst your letter. Your most affection
late uncle.
q X
Some years ago when w. n. Brill was
working on Minneapolis paper he
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