The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1900-08-08


Two rival colored religions bodies met
on Sunday on the banks of the Delaware
near Camden to hold an immersion.
There was considerable badinage ON the
part of both congregations before the
ceremony, their only common ANNA ting
impulse apparently being a tendency to
scatter like sheep without a shepherd
when collection was announced. AS
Bishop Cawley conducted a white man
to the river one of his adherents called
out: You people amt the only ones that
will have an attraction. Our minister is
goin to 'merse a white gemmah." To
which member of the other body re-
piled: 'Shucks! Our cOlored lady minister
is goin' to 'merse a 3O0-pound black man.
You isn't in it." The river is muddy and
shallow at this point, and the lady min
ister' had some trouble in getting into
deep water. Finally says the Press.
when all was ready she took firm grip
on the shirt front of the man with Onr
hand and grasped his hands with the
other Backward he went into the muddy
water of the Delaware river. The throw
down was easy, but to raise him was
somewhat different. She tugged, but he
would not come up. One of her escorts.
who wore an office coat that had many
rents in it. went to her assistance, fol-
lowed by her husband, who in the
twlnkllng of an eye had the man On his
feet and suffering out the river water.
The walk back was difficult, as the CON
vert was hard to manage, wanting to
show his happiness by shouting. Finally
he was led to the grove. where he
startled the women and children. who
ran for protection. He shouted Halle
luiah" and jumped fully four feet in the
air. He was led to a house, where he re-
moved his wet Clothes"
We were spending the winter in. old
Fortress Monroe and the small boy of
the family had been cautioned repeated
ly not to drink any water that had not
been boiled, as it was not safe. One day
when something had gone wrong and he
was crying bitterly his mother called
that your tears are salt? Catch the next
one and taste it!'' Stopping his sobs for
moment he walled forth in the most
dismal tones: oh no: I'm afraid to
it hasn't been boiled. New England
Magazine.
you cruel, wicked boy, to kill that
harmless, little bird"
Il was JUS going ter offer it to yer
lady, fer ter put de wings in yer collec
ton Gil yer headgear.'
''Oh, you generous little fellow And
they're just the right shade"'-I4ife.
There was one story about Gov. Roose-
velt's recent visit to Chicago that was
told by the governor himself as being the
star incident of his Western trip, re-
lates an exchange.
The day l arrived. ON my way West -
said the governor, lone Of my callers
was a citizen of Joliet who was slightly
the worse for imbbing, but his manner
was so original and SO funny | couldn't
resist listening to him. He made a short
political speech and then he paid me two
or three compliments. He talked about
the Cuban war and bear hunting, and
finally he said: Governor, we are anX-
ious to have you make a speech in Joliet
when you pass through on Sunday
night
L told him / would not make speech
there.
well, we want to see you, anyway
he said 'Therell be a big crowd down
at the depot to see you.
II told him | would be glad to see the
citizens Of Joliet, and babe him goqdby.
"'Goodby, colonel he said. 'Goodby.'
Their, lowering his voice, said in the
most confidential tone you could imagine:
The boys want to take band down to
the depot, governor, and if you'll lend me
$40 I'll see that they get it.
Trouble Coming. -Citizen-"What's
up!
Policeman-"Oim knockin fur help
an ringin' fur an ambulance
Citizen--"What's the matter?
Policeman-"Oi just saw two Oytal
ians smilin' at tn same woman. New
York Weekly.
"Clarissa," said Mr.. Blank, bending
lower, Il am here to present the claims
of an illustrous and favorite soma man
who will do more for woman suffrage
than any other man from the trust bound
coast of the Atlantic to the Chinese