The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1901-04-05

Baltimore American.
The bride of a brief month crouched in
a corner of divan-crouched among he:
gorgeous pillows, while the bitter tears
streamed down and stained the delicate
fabrics. This was the end of her young
ambitions, her brave efforts to. make life
one grand. sweet song. AS she uttered
one last sigh of despair her mother en-
tered the room and flew to the divan,
ca a;1i her arms about her Frustrated
my darlinag girl, what is it? she
cried. "Con6de in your mother. What
is it that thus wrings your hearth
"N,nothing, ma; n-nothing: B-but it
is all over.'
What is all over?" questioned the
mother in alright. HAS your husband
no, ma said the bride, raising her.
self upon her elbow and speaking with
tragic emphasis: "You remember what
W-well!'' -sobbing- cut both boomers
for one leg, and it was a remnant and
l cant match it anywhere"
my child" said her mother solemnly,
'your trouble is indeed too great to
bear. '-Leslie's Weekly.
liam Marconi not long ago. Of which
one incident is still remembered by the
guests. An oratorical member of the
company, growing enthusiastic over a
toast to the inventor of wireless telegra-
ply, made this climax to his peroration:
'Hentlemen, l give you Marconi the
Er4nk lii The the J; Faraaay, and the Helm;
been drunk, the distinguished guest
thanked the party for the honor, and
added: but l must protest against the
action of the preceding speaker in MAX
ing me triplcts. Frank Lesiie's Popu-
lar Monthly.
Visitor looking at the photograph al
bum)-"Yon have a fine-looking family Of
boys MIR. Bilkerson. And they all seem
This is Henry, isn't it?''
MIR. Bilkerson ,(proudl y)-"Yes. that's
H tly He's in the music-hall line. Gets
call a topical song. Henry's a good deal
OF genius The next one is Christie
pher., He's a jockey. Made $1,000 out
OF It last year: The one on the next page
is 0liy e6o He p keeps stock exchange
what he made out of it last year and the
year before. Yes, my boys are doing
pretty well. Come out with me to the
stables. /"
Visitor-"But you have another son,
haven't Mr k yGp:n .,,.>
His names Gabriel. He's professor of
Greek. or theology, or something of that
sort in Il college. Gabe is a good enough
fellow in his way, but he doesn't seem
to get on. Come out to the stables. Mr..
Swackhammer, l want to show you my
new pair Of rays.'-Tit-Bits.
Well, no." said the loquacious land
lord Of the tavern at Pettyville, a tritle
sarcastically; 1--WE amt got any exclusive
set or corterie that call themselves the
400 of this village, but we are afflicted
with what some of the rest Of us are
mean enough to designate as the sno1-
hSh Smythe class. It consists Of Joneses,
who spell themselves 'Joughnes.' John
sons, who are 'Johnstones,: 'Nillars.'
Brownies, Jenkynses,' and so forth. all
Of whom have given up crouuet and golf,
and owe the balance Of us money
Judge
\ popular Cleveland doctor tells the
Plaindealcr this story Of a bright boy,
his own. who has reached the mature age
OF after an early career marked by
many wild and miscellaneous FRANKS.
His restless nature has made him some
thing of Il torment to his teacher at
times, and one afternoon not long ago
she kept him after the others were dis
missed and had a serious talk with him.
Perhaps she was ii little afraid that her
admonitions were falling on stony
ground. Anyway. she finally said:
Their to come and see me-"
"Don't YOU do it," said the boy
The teacher thought she had made an
impression:
.:les.. she, repeated, Il must send for
You better not said the boy.
"Why not ~ inquired the teacher.
"'Cause he charges s. VISIT said
the scamp.
Doctor-"Good morning, Mr.. Lover.
What can do for you!'
Mr.: Lover-"1-I called, sir, toto ask
for the hand of-of your daughter
"Humph! Appetite good?'
mot very.
''lIow is your pulse?''
every rapid when-whcn I am with
her: very feeble when away"
''rroubled with nalpitation:"
lawfully. when I think Of her."
"Take my daughter: You'll soon be
cured. One guinea. please. Tit Bits.
The girl at the stationery counter was
talking to the girl from the necktie coun-
Il told him. I says, Now. look here 1
says. what's the use says. of talking
unless you've got something to say?' I
says. I don't like 20 hear a man shoot
in off his mouth / says. just to hear
himself talk says. Some people, 1
they'll stand and CAB at you,' I says,
till they talk the arm off you,' l says,
and after they got through says, you
don't know what they've been gabbin'
about. l says I amt got any use.' l
says. for those kind of people, L says.
And what's more I says, I amt afraid
to tell 'em So l says
.'Whot did no say To thot9''
He didn't say anything-the slob! l
,ldn't give him chance" Chicago
Tribune.
Mother-"F Freddy, hear you got a
thrashing in school today
whipped me. but he is getting so old and
weak that il didn't hurt me much,