Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1900-08-22


'Tis time. fellow powers, fer tn sayin';
TIL Haythen Chinee. he must go:
Harold MacGrath in Syracuse Herald.
| -:O:-A
A tall lop-shouldered negro who
worked about the freighthouse. had TAX
en- Il seat on the platform with his back
against cotton bale for a rest when a
fat and stocky colored man came across
the street and stood before him and
gazed upon him in undisguised contempt.
This had continued for minute when
the one ON the platform queried:
Steve BOLSTER, who yo' lookin' at in
dat distinguished way?"
''I'ze lookin' at yo', sah.'
What yo' lookin' at me fur?''
1.-Two weeks ago. said the stocky man
rs he fourished his right arm in the air,
''yo' slandered my character
HUI
Il dun sent yo' challenge, saba
challenge to meet me-
! HUI
L sent it frew de mail, an / disclosed
an extry postage stamp fur 70 to reply
wild. Up to dis date. sab. 1,ze had no
reply. I wants to know what yo' is
goin' to do about it,
What Tze gwine to do? I'll show yo',
sab! Doan' yo' reckon yo' kin bulldoze
me, Steve Bollister!'
He took from his hip pocket an old
| handkerchief and from the folds Of the
handkerchief a piece OF brown paper;
and after two minutes hunting he found
a postage stamp and handed it out with
| the remark:
IF yo' dun thought 1 hadn't de manly
honor to save an return dat stamp, Gen
yo' didn't know me, sah-didn't know
mer'
''Sah,'' replied the stocky man as he
examined the stamp and put it away, Il
accept de apology an am no longer mad!
If yo' hain't mad, den [ hain't mad"
replied the other, and presently they
went across the street with their arms
around each other to get a drink.-EX.
wife Of Woods Pond ridge Bridgeton,
| did one of the hot afternoons and even
! lngS of last week, tells the Lewiston
Me- Journal. She and two Of her chill
dren rode to Choate's hill, picked fifteen
quarts Of blueberries, walked home,
about 4:3O. She then canned four quarts
Of the berries, made lot of pies, went
cut and raked hay for an hour, back to
the house and sprinkled her weeks
washing ready for ironing. made biscuit
! for the family comprising herself, hus-
band and five children, washed the dish
es, made the beds, washed the family's
colored clothes. attended to several minor
chores, put the children to bed. all who
were lot old enough to go it alone. and
turned in herself at 10 o'clock. AS
tinisher she was obliged to be up a good
part of the night with sick child, and
the following night went to a dance in
| Denmark.
On certain occasion when the bishop
of Oxford alighted from the train at
Wheatley. the station for Cuddesden pal
and asked: ANY articles in the van, my
lord:'' ''Articles!' said the bishop, grim
| ". Yes, thirty-nine articles Off hur-
ried the porter and worried the guard al
most out Of his senses by the way he
searched the van and detained the train.
Presently he came back to the bishop
with q crestfallen expression of coun-
tenance. There are only seven, my
lord" ''Only seven? All. you're a dis
senter, then, 1 should think West
! minister Budget.
| I met a traveller who came from the
Cape aboard the steamer OH which Rud-
yard kipling made the passage, and he
| had some good stories to tell Of the au
thor, says the Philadelphia Post. Kip
ling was pestered by flock of passen-
gers who wished to gush over him and
hero-worship him.
Kipling, you know, is not built that
way, and puts up impatiently with gush
and hysteria. One forenoon Kipling was
walking the deck, hand in hand with his
| little daughter, when one of the gushers,
seeing an opportunity to fatter the ia
Their and SO make friends with the au-
thor, threw himself in the way Of the
couple.
'Oh. Mr.. kipling," he gushed, SIS that
your child 20
Yes and tried to pass. But the fell
low was. not done with him. Still stand
ing in the way, he exclaimed:
What "a delightfully."- beautiful and
healthy child she Isl"
Kipling gazed stony stare at the man,
and saying, with great emphasis on the
personal pronoun, I'm reasonably salts
! fed with her make he shouldered past
the bore and tramped on.
Madam" said the tramp to the farm
er's wife, "have you any objection to my
lying down in one of your fence corners
and dying?'
! NO objection at all, replied the lady.
'.Over in that corner you will find a lot
of straw"
I wouldn't dare to lie on your straw,
madam" said the tramp; I'm so hun
CRY that I'd be sure to wake up and find
myself eating it"
1--WE have plenty more" said the farm,
er's wife pleasantly as she closed the
door-Cleveland Plain Dealer
ssThe Spectator" of the Outlook recent
1 ly visited Concord, and has gathered
these comments upon the Concord celebri-
! ties by citizen Of that place: Stand
| ing by the heap of stones which marks
| the site Of the hut at Walden pond, he
commented: well, Thoreau raised
beans, and when he got hungry he cut
across lots to his mothers and filed up
on her doughnuts, and then Dragged how
cheap he lived" OF Emerson the citizen
made an exception, having no flippant
comment to pass and entertaining the
profoundest respect for his uncommon
sense, which enabled him always to have
at hand the means to help the less for
tanate celebrities, .'for they all came
down on him, SIR And this reminds