New-York tribune., 1901-06-20
THE T1IE OF THE DAY.

Every Cuban must have his helper, says an
army officer who has been serving in the island.
You cannot hire a carpenter for hour unless
you provide him with helper to hand his hammer
and nails and talk TO him. In saving the carpenter
reverses the motion used by the American carpen-
ters Collars mules worn big end up. In
rowing boat the oarsnan pushes instead of pull
ing There many other habits which strike
Americans equally strange. 1t is a popular mis-
conception that people in the tropics cannot eat
meat. All who can afford it buy meat But only
the favored few afford it.. The chief suhsist-
ence of the natives is the sweet potato. which is
rank in Its growth Meat costs 25 cents pound,
and. strange it may seem. Cuban butchers
charge the same for neck or hook that they do for
tenderloin. Meat is meat to them"
Once upon time an historical novel having been
written IN three weeks, sold to the number or hVe
hundred thousand copies in year.
But philosophical treatise, decade IN writing,
We speak of these things with view to curbns,
if We may. the tendency OF young writers gf i the
torical nOvels.-(D Detroit Journal
Ong Shi. prominent Chinese merchant of San
Francisco. who recently visited China. has been
barred from landing his return because in his
store there is sewing machine operated for the
manufacture of specially designed silk robes for
wealthy Chinese. Admission under the term ''mer-
chant class is denied to any Chinaman who de-
rives a direct income from the employment OF
artisans and this one sewing machine is held by
the government to constitute artisan employment.
Il am expecting any package said the lady
'T'his is the number" persisted the driver Of the
delivery wagon, looking at his book again Name s
Higgins: amt !t?'
NO. 74?"
That's our number"
Then it's for you
Il think not 1t must be of mistaken
No, mum. It's case of beer."-(Tit-Bits.
According 10 the latest census publication. every
IN * 0cO Is a
these metropolitan towns contain less than a hun
dred inha oitants.
He pulled himself up at the hotel table, tucked
his napkin under his chin, picked up the bill Of
was in restaurant French and he didn't like it.
Here waiter he said. there's nothing on this
dinner. sir?" Have YOU got any sine qua non -
The watsr gasPgd T o, % Sy he rep6 ss6r GGt
No sir haven't" Got any jeu d'esprts? %
RECKON ~" not. ,to sir Got any soirecs dansantse
40 sir The waiter was edgins on Got any
unum?" The waters face showed some signs Of
ntsgenCe E Seems ter M me hsSTd 1 Of that Ia -,rn
sG empty hnnd o Maybe " we yopVe s got @ beef an
cabbage and cup OF c9nSeE On yes SIR sr, W., we
most relief: and he fairly flew out 10 the kitchen
(san Francisco Wasp
The richest man in the town of Prosperity, No.
Is named Poor.
Those Chinese ,stin insist on calling JUS foreign
devils. said one European soldier 7 m sorry Tor
that" answered the other. I'm afraid we'll have
20 burn another and destroy some more libra
ries before get them 20 realize how civilized we
are. - Washington Star.
When Mr.. Carnegie. the other day. took his seat
in the train for London at Edinburgh. the station
master loosely told the engine driver that he
would require take great care of the train that
night as Mr.. Carnegie was on board OH replied
the engine driver. Il know Mr.. Carnegie was at
school with him in Duufcrmline. but I suppose he
has forgotten all about me- The statioumaster
thought he would mention the fact 10 Mr.. Carnegie.
Il should like that man said the million
aiTe and. jumping out OF his carriage he made his
way the engine. where a mutual recognition be-
tween the two old schoofellows took place. Mr..
Carnegie shook the grimy hand of the engine driver
in a very cordial way and asked all about his his
tory since they had parted company at school
many years ago
Trying Explan.-'Josar.' said Mrs. Corn
tosscl what is these neSliiay shirts adver-
tised in the bargain salcs?'
Well they amt quite so prim an scratchy as
a billed shrt-that is say. reg lar d-b'iled
shirt. | reckon neglijay is what you might call a
soft-b'iled shirt" ."-(Washington Star.