The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1900-12-07

Who commanders my only hack.
F"'urnS him with bad sore lHrk
AiN says the little beast is slack:
Who thinks that l must ride i like.
.\H', mnErS me do what tnn't Ike
And tells me it don't. she'll strike?
And when I'm feeling sad and low.
Who SHmpath with my woe.
And softly hrcathcs Il told YOU So"
so ONE.
PUNrh.
The runlmayc sale. the rumllay" safe:
all hail ;i,v festive rulnmagr Saie. The
latest. greatest, paramountcSt issue since
the "uinncr pail" the fad that clears the
attic out: and likewise also clears the
! cellar. and swaps off one man scrap
heap for the dollars OF some other Teller;
the raging craze that captivatrS all class
rs and societies, and finds Il market for
old junk. it matters not how high it is.
There's nothing new beneath he son.
nc:' in the modern rummage sale-it looks
as if the stock in trade were gathered D.!
Il lrNaS galc-and people crowd the bar
Sain rooms, i'll clanoring to buy an,;
pay. for SNperannuated trash that other
people throw away. Eariety'S the r5Srnc"
Of this social mercantile endeavor, and
what N:ou! can't find at the sale you'll
meyer find ut all-no, never. The list is
mhracing. ranging from broker.
rrS. false hair and candlesticks OF brass:
there's stuffed canary birds, with hall
the cotton stuff hanging out; Bottles,
Bibles, boots and bonnets. leather belt,
for lean and stout; necktieS. picture
frames and gimlets, carpet stretchrrS,
pettlcOatS; soup tureens and conccrtinaS
that won't play one-half their notes; bat
tered cuspidors and scissors, spectaclts,
mlsmatcd socks; washboards, rat traps.
Stovcpipe hats and wornout collars ty
the box; old suspenders, flags and rip
saws: watches that have lost their
riazorS. slippers minus toes and heels:
hreastpins. horsewhips, pickles, harness.
swords with blade and scabbard rusted;
dlshpans, chromos, fountain pens with
both pen and fountain busted; every kind
Of wooden. tin and crock'ry things to put
things in: tintypes Of somebody's grand
mas long-forgotten kith and kin. There's
comedy and pathOs in the blending of this
brlc-a -brac; it wakens trains of memory,
Of the faces, days and years far back.
Rare visions of long bygone scenes most
surely will the heart resale, amid the rag
tag relics of that latest craze. the rum
mage sa!e.-New Haven Palladium.
Tim Murphy, the popular comedian,
saw an old co.ored woman sitting under
an awning tanning herself, when he was
III Washington, u. c.. this summer. Its
dreadfully hot, isn't it, mammy?" asked
Mr.. Murphy. "'Deed it is, chile" said
the old woman" deed it is. faint
right for it to be so hot this-a-way. tell
you, forty years ago: when the blessed
LaWd made the weather, we didn't have
these Stewing days, honey, no. deed, we
dldnt: but now these biggety men up
ut this here weather office has the making
OF the weather. they does send us any
thing they please, and they amt skillfu1,
chile, they amt skillful'
The English actor Toole and the late
SIM; SIMS Reeves were very intimate friends.
met Reeves in a train on the way to
Liverpool, and asked him to teach him
the notes OF THE Speakers Eye" a
comic song that had vogue for il long
time. relates the Newcastle (Eng.j
Chronicle. Reeves took the request seri-
ously: and it must have been intensely
amusing for Toole to have Reeves show
nm how tG sing it, Reeves giving the
comic words and melody with operate
verve.
One day Toolc heard that Reeves was
staying at certain hotel in city h"
was passing through. The comedian
called. and was informed that Mr.. Reeves
was in the garden. Toole saw him Sit
ting III a shady corner reading {; news
paper: he knew him at once by his black
and curly hair. Toole crept behind him
and saluted him with snatch of MY
Pretty Jane. of which Toole could give
an excellent imitation. Reeves took no
notice.
Tcolr laughed to himself. and stood
apart. feeling. perhaps, that Reeves
wanted to finish his reading, or desired
to encourage his fun. Then the comedian
went for the great tenor again. this time
trying a verse of Come Into the Garden.
Maud. ~ reeves got up and took another
seat, Toole gave him u taste of tom
Eowlln$. whereupon Reeves turned
upon him tc inquire what the deuce he.
meant. It was not Reeves at ALL
The following unique claim is posted
on mlne in the Grand Encampmcnt in
Nycmng:. 1--WE found it, and we claim
It by the right of founding it. It's our'n.
1t IS 'oV rect Ill every direction except
200 feet on each side of this writin'.
It's called the Bay Horse and we claim
even the spurs, and we don't WANT no.
body jumping on this Bay Horse-that's
what these trees is around here for. and
we've got the. same piece Of rope that
we mad down in old Missouri
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doorway 'N>
Perhaps YOU take me for a writer of
patent medicine advertising,' she sarcas
ideally, remarked to the startled editor.
Il think not, madame" he managed to
reply; what seems to be the ditticulty?"
linen YOU have not noticed it," She
cried.
Hhe shook his uncombed locks.
"L'sten,' she said as she flung a glance
of disdain at HIM. THE atrocity occurs
in the chapte: Of my story where the
American helress discovers the perfdy of
her spendthritt French husband. This
is the particular sentences: She paled
with Indignation, and, STOPPING suddenly,
took a bill from the oblong box before
her,"
YES, said the editor. Twas there an
error in the printed copy?"
"Error"' shrieked the authoress; "there
were two of them! They were worse
than errors-they are crimes! Listen;