The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-08

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Election will be soon over and many
men now candidates for office will go
away back and sit down. Some who
greet one now with the glad hand will
pass us by with a stony stare. lnsin-
cerity never wins votes and ELUSIVE
ness is generally detected if one has
any wit at all. Such politicians who
think that they can greet you like a
brother today and ignore you after
election viii find retribution coming
when they run again. A drink or ci-
gar is another and more pleasant way
Of being deceived We know the fell
low but his cigars smoke we'll and
the glass of ruby wine sparkles just
as bright whether he really loves us
for ourselves alone or for our votes.
But the glad hand! Bah, take it away
The man who uses tobacco doesn't
consider that the habit is one that is
a severe handicap to him and if he con-
siderede it in the light that one of the
leading life insurance companies does,
maybe he would swear off. In read
ing over the list ofquestions that man
being examined by an agent of one of
the companies is obliged to answer,
this one was prominent:-"DO you use
opium, morphine, tobacco or other poi
sons|'
The revolving doors in the State Mu-
tual building promise to furnish much
amusement to the observer before
the people of Worcester get used to
them The brass plate on each flange
of the door says push" and some peo-
pie take this to be an invitation to
push the wrong way. Nearly every
man who arrives happily has that lock
on his face which means, Il did that
better than / expected" The doors
really are, however, an addition to the
conveniences of the building, and will
be as convenient as any other doors
when the novelty of them has worn
away.
We are apt to connect the voice of
conscience with the stiffness of mid
night, I think we wrong that inno-
cent hour. 1t is the terrible next morn
ing when reason is wide awake upon
which remorse fastens its fangs.
Has man gambled away his all or
shot his friend in duel has he COM
mitted a crime or incurred laugh, it
is the Next Morning when the ire
trievable past rises before him like a
spectre then doth the churchyard of
| memory yield up its grisly dead, then
is the witching hour, when the foul
| fiend within us can least tempt per-
| haps, but most torment; at night we
have but one thing to hope for, obli-
won and sleep; but at morning we are
called upon coldly to review, react and
live again the waking bitterness of
self reproach. Such sentences apply
! fifty to a person, who entered the dress
ing room of the South High School and
| stole a raglan coat from one of the
| lockers, belonging to Miss Florence
| Montgomery, Al Benefit Street.
A dear little girl of four summers
was taken to toy store by her mother
to look at the dolls; this in order that
| the mother might know which kind of
| baby the little one preferred.
A dolly was soon found which cap
! tured the childs heart, but when she
! looked to mamma to buy it, the money
was not forthcoming. She couldn't I'M
| derstand why, but the dolly went back
on the shelf. The little lip quivered
| and tears almost filed the blue eyes,
| until mamma stopped over and sug-
| gested that she write a. letter to San
| ia Claus and ask him for the dolly.
| Then the face frightened, but the af
| ternoon's pleasure was marred thereaf-
| ter until the tiny girl finally reached
home and was at liberty at last to
print her letter to the dear old Christ
The lack of the exercise Of common
sense or else the fixed habit of asking
questions which is to be found with
mas saint.
| some people is really worthy Of remark
| at times.
| ! rode down in the car with woman
the other day who had friend with
her. When the conductor came to COL
lect the fares she handed him a couple
| of fve-cent pieces and to her disgust
and to my amusement he asked, "tWo?"
I attended the dinner given last
Thursday by The Spy, complimentary
to Mr.. Pratt, as one of the alumni The
festivities were progressing delight
| fully, when as I glanced down one Of
the long tables my vision disclosed
one of the prepossessing young ladies
! of the force with a long chin whisker
| as it seemed plainly evident AS l rose
| from my chair to fix my optics more
closely on the wonderful freak of ma
ture I saw that next the young lady
! sat a gentleman with a protruding
! chin whisker and as he sat in direct
| alignment with the profile Of the said
! lady his chin adornment appeared be-
| low her face giving the appearance Of
| veritable bearded lady. l was glad
to be the only one who noticed the pc
culiarity for had others observed, it
might have broken up the gathering.
| It was at the Fire Patrol banquet
| last Monday night. He sat next to me.
To screen the bare wall at the end of
| the banquet hall the Patrol boys had
/ fngeniously made use of a stage drop
! curtain on which an English kitchen
| scene was painted 1t was iife-like.
! Reminded one of the theatre on Elk
| change Street in the old days of Bob
| Reynolds when broken plastered seen
cry was used. An old style clock was
painted on this curtain Of the Patrol
boys, the hands Indicating 1923 o'clock.
/ The old fashioned weights and pendu-
/ lum showed plainly. My friend was
| seated at my left and as he finished
/ his coffee and ice cream he looked in
tently at this curtain clock as he took
| his Waterbury from his pocket and
remarked well, I should think they
/ better take that clock down. Why I
! have been watching it for fifteen min
utes and It is not going. See the pen
dulum doesn't move. Have you got the
right time? ?" This was too much. Up
I to this time we had had nothing