Waterbury Democrat., 1901-08-24
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Some Stray Leaves from a Reporters
 Note Book.

Some Stray Leaves from a Reporters
 Note Book.
 Sir Thomas, the man who is going to try to lift the cup, is not the most unique advertiser of teas. A writer says the best tea advertising in Eng land is done by Brooke, Bond x Co, Limited. who advertise their tea at 32 cents a pound by such phrases as The nImble ninepence buys half pound. and ''a small spoonful is stronger and better than q big spoonful of any otner tea" This company says 1t supplies 100000 Britishers with the "cup that cheers but not inebriates, and mas 3O,O00 agents in the provinces. Here IS a pointer for the Waterbury tea mer- chants.
 A small chicken came near being the cause Of the death of very large man who lives on sylvan avenue Ihe man rides a wheel and was speedlns down Luke street when a chicken tried to cross in front of the silent steed and c0llided with the wheel Small as the chicken was it semed to have resist ance enough to upset the wheel thus sending the rider sprawling in the sandy street and delaying him so long that he was late for work. The cy- clist received a few scratches on the legs and arms. but he says he would not have minded that if the chicken had been crushed to death What an gered him more than the fall was to notice that aside from the loss of few feathers the bullet appeared none the worse for the run in.
 A writer in a New York trade paper, who signs himself "Giglamps," tells the following story: While the rain was coming down in chunks one after noon I dropped into Wanamakers 10 make a small purchase for Mrs Gig lamps. As the saleswOman was max ing out the check she asked: Do you gel A discount?'' Not usually" 1 an- swered, but if there are any discounts lying around loose I shall be happy 10 pick them up. Why do you inquirer ''I thought you were clergyman; Do | look pious?" Tt isn't exactly that. but you have turned up your coat collar and I took it for clerical vest BOy!' While I was waiting for my change the girl explained that clergy men get a discount of 10 per cent. "Could I have got it for the asking on the strength of my face and coat col larT' Scarcely. we should have looked you up We keep little list. you see. No; I canOnt say whether Christian Scientists readers are in the book or not. Here's your parcel, sir.
 The office of town crier has been for malIy abolished in Bedford. It had existed for hundreds of years, and tue time was when the crier had no sine cure He was the only medium for advertising lost children, stray cows and public meetings. Latterly the office has fallen into inocuous desue- fude. and the last of the Bedford criers. MT Stock, had little to do As n medium he could not hope to rival the humblest of the local papers, either in circulation or in power to give re- suits. Under an arrangement many generations old. the crier of Bedford was to have fresh livery every year, whether the old one was worn out or not MT Stock had drawn his livery money with patriotic regularity up to the present year. When invited to re fire. he said he was willing, if he re- ceived 6 los, due for the last suit of official clothes. He compromised with the aldermen for 210, and wrote his resignation.
 A large number of people are talk ing advantage of Father Slocum's kind offer to secure sofne of the discarded seats in the Immaculate Conception church as souvenirs. The old pews are being replaced by new ones and as many of them as are not called for by the parishioners will be sold to the concern which is putting in the new seats. One woman says she has spoken for the pew that the family has occu- pied since shortly after the church was built, and that 1t will be the most cherished heirloom in her house. And no wonder. it is the seat her father and mother sat in while waiting to have Father Hendricken come out Of the vestry to make them man and wife; the one the nurse occupied when she held her and the rest of the chill dren in her arms when they were taken to the church to be baptiZed: the one she chose to use when she entered the church several years ago to the strains of the wedding march It is the self same pew she wept in while the mass of requiem was being celebrated for the repose of her parents, her husband and three childern. a beautiful girl and two young men. But we must stoD. It would require a whole page of the DemeOcrat to tell all the tender association that cluster around that pew and then the story wouldn't be half told.