The age-herald., 1900-10-15
SKETCHES FROM
 EVERYDAY LIFE
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fled
 The tongue kept silent by loves spell! All this and more the sad heart feels, The eye sees plain the frightened dream, Tpon the ear the silence steals
 And tells, o more than words could mean!
 
 An amusing incident. somewhat out of the ordinary. routine of court affairs occurred one day last week in the chancery division of the City Court case was called and | two lawyers each claimed the right to rep resent the plaintiff. For half an hour Judge | Wilkerson was kept busy trying to decide | like Solomon who was the mother of the | child Not being able to cut the case in half the precedent established by Solomon was of little use. Finally the judge adjourned the hearing until today. when he will again try and determine to which lawyer the case shall be awarded
 Another unusual feature of the case is that the plaintiff himself will not be on hand to testify. He is said to have departed unto other regions, and some rewards are offered for his address.
 Candidates for office are still entering the lists. In England they stand for office, but any man who stood for office in America would surely get left Here they run for 1t, and run like the oid Harry. too. Candidates are supposed to run on plat form This unfortunately is not meant in a literal sense. It would be much better for the candidate and the public if he was only allowed to run on a bona fde platform. He would thus be confined in his efforts oratorieal and otherwise to one locality, and people would soon learn its location and how to avoid it. Then. too. a platform would last candidate a long time, unless he was a very active man and ran with heavy feet, and he would not have to get a new one | every election
 Some of the platforms adopted by candi- dates are amusing. man who recently an- nounced himself a candidate for some office in Georgia, said his platform was that he wanted a rest. He had been working hard all his life and had never had time to go in for politics, but now he needed a rest and he wanted an office.
 Here Is a letter recently received by the Age-Herald from a citizen of Alabama, who wants an office
 Branchvile, Ala, Oct. g. 1900. Editor Age-Herald, Birmingham: Dear Sir-I am candidate for Congress
 in the Seventh Congressional District. Now as my wife is in very bad health, have de- cded to have challenge posters put up all over our district and to discuss the mat | ter of argument through our leading papers. | Your paper is not in our district. but it has a good circulation in our district It would make the paper more interesting to the people in the interest of subscription, etc. You will please let me know what you think about it. etc.
 | I am running on the platform of a free public life insurance by the government, which is non partisan Yours most respect l fully, J. H. VANDEGRAFT. When a man gets to be a candidate he | ceases to be anything else. No man. says l the Book, can serve two masters He can not serve God and Mammon. This is par ticularly true with the candidate: in his desire to serve his country in some other capacity than the one in which he now serves her he throws to the winds the duties of the hour He is like a. private soldier who is so busy wanting to be a general that he | forgets to pull the trigger of his mus 1 ket.
 | Teddy Roosevelt is in somewhat this con- dition. He is running so hard for the Vice | Presidency that he has left the ship of | State in New York in charge of the first mate and has put 2300 country miles be- | tween himself and this corrupt old tub He i has only been at his desk thrty-six hours | since June 1. But then he is so used to | rough riding and loud talking that an out door life where he can brandish his sword | and shed blood suits him better than a l sedentary life where he can only wield his | pen and shed ink.
 | This is the true story of how George | Adler smoked up.' He was an old man 1 of seventy who lived on the third floor of ! one of New York's cheap tenements, in two little rooms hardy big enough for a | chicken coop. These rooms received light | such as it was from a small air shaft. He was a jeweler and worked from in the morning till in the evening. He never ! saw the sun, during the twenty-five years
 he lived there. He was an uncommunica- | tive, mysterious old fellow. lie always had
 plenty to do, although no one ever saw ! people bring him work, and he never left
 his room except late every afternoon, wher | he took a pitcher from the shelf, bounded l down the stairs as if the house was on
 fire and would return with the pitcher ful l of beer. Then he would fill his old German l pipe with tobacco light it and smoke and
 drink his beer. He was very lonely. He
 had no friends, no family, no companions
 All the people in the tenement were Ital- | ians, except him. His only joy for twenty | five years was his pipe and his daily l pitcher of beer
 The other day the tenement caught fire
 There was great excitement but every one
 got out except Adler. Tn fire started in
 his room, and the firemen found him ir
 bed unconscious and some of his things
 smouldering. It is supposed that some
 sparks from his pipe had set fire to some
 old clothes while he was smoking.
 He was taken to the hospital where h, l died in an hour
 George Adler had smoked up'' for tn,
 last time.