The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-05-20
HOMESPUN YARNS.

Ogden at the present time is reveling in
its primeval state when it knew not the
sound Of a trolley car; in other words
the street car service has been suspended
pending developments. AS a consequence
the residents OF that city are utilizing
every thing that can be run on four wheels
10 carry Jnem to the netherln0St parJs or
the city as the occasion requires. Under
this new order of things several of the
young lady school teachers who reside a
distance from their respective schools
have hit upon the plan of hailing passing
farmers and IN their sweetest tones i'm
piorlng them for ride on their hay
racks.
The scheme worked like a charm until
one evil day last week two of the pref
TEST school marms in the Junction City
observed buggy going IN their direction
towards town.
Following their usual custom one Of the
damsels waved her parasOl at the gen.
Jeman IN the glossy lid who was manlp-
ulating the lines. 1t goes without saying
that the Jehu pulled up abruptly to en-
quire into the cause of the disturbance.
Ere he could open his mouth. however,
the girls climbed in and bystanders aver
that one c. them on account of the limit
ed space at her disposal sat on his knee.
Then the chariot started. After a period
of painful suspense he, with the silk tile,
spoke up and said: Il am Judge Nor
rell of Salt Lake. Undoubtedly you have
read of me in the papers"
Then the sweet little girls were up
against the enOrmity of their contempt Of
court and hid their confusion IN discreet
silence. When TWenty-ffth street was
reached they mumbed a word of incO-
herent thanks and skipped out of the We
hicle.
When Miss c. E found her voice three
blocks away she is said to nave said TO
her companions: ITO think that we took
him for a Huntsville farmer!
Speaking of Ogden's school marms; sew
eral of them went into Carr's drug store
on Twenty-fifth street during the recent
warm spell and ordered ice cream sOdas
with trimmings.
Apparently there was a slight misunder-
standing as to who the drinks were upon.
Just at the critical moment Teddy Mar
shall came ambling into the store and be-
gan to order modest lemon phosphate.
At this junctUre the fair school teachers
thOughtlessly arose and filed out of the
store, each and every one leaving the set
tlement of the bill for drinks to her com
paniOns.
Utterly Obvious to the situation Teddy
slipped his temperance drink and finally
threw down the regulation cents.
oh, no. you DON'T said the mixer of
mild drinks; that round will cost you
just so cents
Teddy paid I'D like a little man, but
grumbled somewhat on account of the
trifing fact that he had never been intro
duced to the ladies in question.
Walter Wolf, the young bookkeeper for
L. X. Jones & Co., is said to have one
of the best selected private libraries in
town, SO that when "Trilby'' Nicholson
and three or four young men friends
called upon him in his den recently the
! talk naturally turned upon books and
authors. Naturally, because Nicholson IS
a book fiend himself il was not long
before he and Wolf were deep in the world
of letters while the others OF the COM
pany sung low, fearing to expose their ig-
norance. Books and authors, both ancient
and modern, of high and low degree of
merit, were trOtted out and discussed by
these two, who fairly fell into each others
arms on the subject. Finally Wolf in
Quired.
Mr.. Nicholson, have. you ever read any
IF bids work. [ run across quotations
from him so often in my reading and his
style impTeSSeS me very highly: but
have never been able to get any of his
complete works
''Trilby' blushingly admitted that he
had read a number of bids earlier books
and liked them frst-class for light read
ing
"Well, Mr.. Nicholson" broke in Wolf,
in raptuTes; you are the man 1 have been
looking for for the past ten years. I've
hunted high and low in vain for Ibid S
works, now tell me where can 1 get a
complete set of them?'
Nicholson thumped his brow and
frOwned, and his friends could see from
his high color that he was thinking hard.
'WeH. really, Mr. Wolf, since you pin
me right down to it, [ can't recall at this
minute who Ibid American publisher is;
but | know that have two or three OF his
books knocking around home, and I will
look the matter up for you
This is why the friends of these two talk
so much about Ibid when they catch them
out in society together.
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