The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-02-14
TOLD BY THE GOSSIPS.

\ Main street mercantile institution
fiaurts a banner to the public. our
fourth annual going out OF business sale
is now on. Come in"
The kindly old gentleman VINO rushed
out of me Herald building the other day
is invited TO return. There was really no
need for alarm, though the editor did
shout TO the office boy. Tell Williams To
kali Thompson Dead and destroy the
proof.
IN the corridors of the city and county
building when the bodies of Utahs sol
der dead were lying in state, Two young
girls, well dressed and genteel in appear
ance, stopped and saled. They did not
seem to be impressed with the sOlemnity
of the occasion, or by the presence OF the
dead, but, on the contrary, laughed and
talked in a noisy manner.
Ihey stood Tor few moments, com
menting lightly on the flowers and dec
Orations and finally with a joke and
laugh, they turned away.
= lew moments after. TWO women
Outcasts-enteTed the corridor, quietly and
unOStentatiOusly. and halted before the
tiOweT-hidden caSkets. There was genu-
inc sorrow depicted on their faces as they
stood there. Offering silent sympathy to
the quiet forms before them. And as
they turned and disappeared in the dark
corridor beyond, one of them furtively
wiped 4 tear from her eye
A teacher in the Twenty-third ward
Sunday school last Sunday received a,
severe shock during the session in the
Kindergarten room while reviewing the
class Of little bright-eyed tots VINO were
seated before her. As is the custom, she
was having her scholars finish eac1 SEN
tence. in order to show that they under
stood the lesson
The IDOL had eyes" she said. but it
couldn't"
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1t had ears. but It couldn' tt
Hear was the answer.
1T had lips went on the teacher, 'but
it couldn't"
Speak" once more repeated the class.
1t had a nose but it coUldn' II
Wipe it, shouted one Of the Juveniles.
Angus Nicholson. poet, playwright ar
tilieryman and Bohemian. who is Sener-
ally known by the name Of "Trilby'
among his bosom companions. failed to
show up at his accustomed desk in the
city recorders Office a couple of DAYS agD
after lunch. Just as Recorder Nayior
Was on the verge OF sending picket to
search for his missing deputy, "Trlby''
came tumbiing in. wearing a troubled
mien and prOfUse perspirdtIOn- 'Trilby'
dId not argue the point with his superior
Officer, but took Up his pen and MS daily
burden like a stole and was as mute as
Brigham Young statue.
John HalvOrsen, however, was uHkind
tlEJuSu 10 give tue story away II appears
Trilby is afflicted with composing spells.
when his thoughts daily with the epic
muse, On those occasions TTilby is dead
TO the world, tTeads on air ana scars gen
orally. on the day in question, Triiby
was seized with one of his periodicals
while walking back from his lunch at his
home on Fifth street. Down Third East
went Trilby. Nothing rocking OF the
street cars and baby buggies en- route
Mic" continued with his nat on the back
Of his head ard his brawny right arm
cutting up the atmosphere into quarter
sections generally. Mic had an inspira-
ton. At Seventh South some sacriligious
Urchins fen in the wake and joined the
procession. to drink in the epic flights
that fell from those inspired lips
Little Willie from his mirror
Sucked the mercury all off
Thinking in his chidling error.
1t would cure his WhOoping cough
At the funeral Wilies mother
Smartly said to Mrs. Brown.
Twas a chilly day for William
When the mercury went down.
Smartly said
Halo Trilby. What in the devil are
YOU doing way down here on Tenth
SOuth?" asked John Halvorsen as he
nearly collided with the budding poet on
rounding the corner.
Triiby performed a high dive from the
seventh heaven 20 cold, sor1id terra
fiTma. took one despairine glance around.
damned his hat over his eye and fled hot
foot eight blocks hack to his desk at
the city recorders office.