The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1900-06-13
SPINNING WHEEL.


TO lady from over the Rhine
And the lady shook her haxen head
And ciyily answered, "Neln.
Got any girls?'' the Marshal said
10 The lady from over the e Rhine nine,
And again tie lady shook her mead
and ciNilly answered Mem
But some are dead?" the Marshal said
TO the lady from over the kline;
And :gaiR the lady shock her head
And civilly answered, "Nein.
Husband of course?' the Marshal said
re the lady from over the Rhine;
And again she shook her fiaxen head
AND cvilly answered ''Nein.'
'.,The devil you have!" the Marshal said
TO the lady from over the Rhine;
Ana again the lady shook her head
And ciyiliy answered, 'Nein."
Now what Go you mean by shaking your
And always answering 'Nine?'''
"ich kanu NIGHT Englisch," civil!y said
John G. SAKE.
John Allen, whose career in Congress
has made the little town Of Tupelo IA
nous, knows more good stories than any
ether member Of the House. says Les
lies Weekly One of the best in his
the 'possum, which was told in the Sen
ate cloakroom the other day apropos OF
the patronage Senator Depew is sup
posed to enjoy, but which is quietly alb
sorbed by his senior colleague! a negro
epicurc caught a fine large 'possum,
skinned, dressed, and hung it before
blazing fire under Il spreading tree, and
while it was baking to delectable
hvNI loy on no nd
to sleep beside 1t. About the time the
possum was done u sleek little carky
happening that way stole the 'possum
and ate it all up. Then he took the
bones and laid them down in front of HIS
sleeping brother, creased his lips with
'possum grease and smeared 'possuD.
grease over his fingers. When the own
dazed and surprised to find his piece
de resistance gone, but the bones lay
IN front of him, he saw the grease upon
his fingers, and tasted it upon his lips.
is it pos ble,'' he said, Il dun eat dat
,possum when I was sleep? l smell
, possum, | tas, 'possum, an dar is de
hab eat him, but TO gracious dat dar
'possum dun hab less feet on my con-
sutton dan emmy ole 'possum ever did
eat befo'''
That is the way with Depew," said
the man who repeated this story. He
should have patronage, it looks as il he
dld have patronage, but 10 gracious
dat dar patronage has less feet on his
constitution dan emmy ole patronage he
ever did have befo.'"
He-"A funny thing happened up At
the climbers the ether night. Nav
Bllmber. you know, is quite whistler.
ana she walked over TO the piano. and
sat down, ard was just going to whistle
her best piece"
She-'Yes, go on
Charles Linseed was there. and
he didn't know about her whistling tai
ent And so when she looked I'D at him
with her mouth all puckered he thought
1t was an invitation and kissed her"
She-"Did he? Was-was it puckere9
like this?'-Cleveland Plain Dealer.
O'Brien-"So Casey and Costigan
fought for Miss kelly's hand, and Casey
Won On Ihln VI suppose Casey got her."
" Rourke-''No; Costigan got the prize.
She said she wanted the mon she could
lick aisiest." Puck.
Champ Clark lives in a small house at
lowing Green, as modest as any in the
district. When he visits or CAMPAIGNS in
the various counties at every Democratic
household he is welcome He has a
buggy furnished him by every admirer
to carry him to the next stopping place.
How do you do, Mr.. Clark?'' said the
mother Of one Of these Democratic house
holds when he appeared unexpectedly at
the door during the campaign.
I'm sick" was his reply
What can | do for your she asked.
You can give me bed" he muttered.
He was ushered at once into one Of the
big bedrooms, and without a word
stretched himself and went to sleep, leav-
ing when he was rested to make a speech
farther on.
One of the elements of his strength lies
III the fact that he is really vain and
boastful of his constituents He is
known throughout the district to glory
III che friendship of those stout old char
acters who are esteemed in their section
for prObity and honor.
CLARK blows so,' said a resident of
Gasconade county. 'he never gets tired
of telling about his constituents. He's
got a man over in Pike with a beard :
feet and inches long. and keeps it tied
up. Clark never gets tired OF telling how
that fellow votes for him all the time
There's another man with nine sons who
votes for him-sOns and all-and he
blows about them
He unused over this, and then relented
sufficiently to add "and well he arter."
It is the dead Of night This is not an
other story. understand.
With straining ears the woman listens.
She hears her husband enter the house
and walk swiftly through the Darlor.
''Ah, men' she signs. 'He has knocked
nothing over! The room is not yet arts
ticaily furnishedw
She cries softly to herself awhile and
then resolves upon the morrow to buy a
few additional loads of bric-a- brac and
try anew.-Detroit Journal
Teacher (suspiciously)- wrote
your composition. JOHNNY
.JehnDy-"My father
What, all of it?"
Nom; | helped him."-Truth.
A singer named Gordon once COM
planned to Handel of the style of his
which attracted the at
tention from the singer, saying that if
he did not accompany him better he
would jump upon the harpsichord and de-
stroy it, Every WE'LL" said Handel, ''tell
me ven you will do dat and l will adver-
tise it. More people will come to see you
jump dan to hear you sing"
YES" said the variety actor, you've