The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1902-07-18
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49,. a, youth stood watching from tie shore
''Why do you battle, fair maid?" asked ,he
For divers. reasons, STR said she.
Then he his question did deplore.
But, though the tanswer foored him fat,
He still resolved TO further chat
He was not easy to dismay-
why come you out. them Quelied he.
"For sunday reasons, SIR said she,
And then he sadly went away.
Brooklyn Eagle.
\ Kentucky Summer Outft.-Have
any Of the warm days this summer re-
called to the mind of Senator Black
burn OF Kentucky the time he was SUD
denly summoned to Washington, twenty
odd years ago. in the middle of June to
look after 4 small matter Of patronage:
his departure was so sudden. and the
prospect of his staying more than Il day
or TWO away from home so remote. that
he carried with him only IL handbag. But
business heapcd up OH him after his ar
rival at the capital, and he was obliged
to telegraph back Il request for Il trunk
full of Summer clothing His little daugh-
ter happened to be the only member of
the family at home when his dispatch
arrived, and, thinking it her duty to re-
spond promptly, she packed a trunk and
Snrp,'i it, first slipping a note inside,
as folloWs:
"Dear Papa-I send you all the clothes
cam find, and hope you are well.'
Inc trunk contained seven white shirts,
six winter scarfs. one tooth brush, one
bowie knife and two reyolvers. 1t was
rueful outlook for Blackburn, with the
thermometer UP among the nineties. but
he listened TO no proffered condolences.
My daughter has done right. he said;
'she sent inc what a real Kentucky girl
regards suitable summer outfit Tor u
gentleman. -Harper.s Weekly.
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Amy is little maid of 6. One day
she asked her mamma if people always
knocked when they went to Gods house.
Her mamma, scarcely noticing what she
said. replied:
Yes. darling."
\ short time after it began to thunder,
and Amy eXclaimed:
''Therc! Somebody's got to God's
house-l hear them knocking.'
1t is related of Marshall 2. Wilder that
he can tell fifty parrot stories in sue
cesson. The best in his 'repeltoirc'' is
not new. but it is worth repeating for
the purpose of asking the question
whether it has ever been surpassed in
parrot literature: The story is that of
the parrot which escaped through win
dow and perched in a tree. The owners
efforts to capture it. even with il butter
thy net, were in vain. He stood ut the
bottom OF the tree swearing ut the bird
when an 1riShman came along.
wv hat Is the mHttprI demanded PAT
Il can't catch that darned bird" said
the man. ";nd here is Il dollar for the
man who can"
Il am the man. cried Pat, and he
started up the tree.
AS he climbed from branch to branch
the parrot did the same. Finally they
neared the top, and the branches began
to wabble dangerously. The parrot was
moved to speech.
What the devil do you want?' it de.
manded.
Il beg your PARDON" cried Pat, already
half way down the tree. Il thought you
was bird.'
Our little Florence, on being prepared
for church one Sunday morning, regard
ed her bonnet with much satisfaction
and said:
Il guess my bonnet is the fashionest
bonnet they is!'
One day, when she saw some icicles
hanging to the window, she said:
"Oh, mamma dear, come and see the
sticks of rain!'
The five senses formed the groundwork
OF little discourse which was delivered
to a busy broker at the corner of Fourth
and Chestnut streets yesterday by man
to whom time evidently did not mean
money. The broker was proceeding down
the street. when obliged to stop at the
corner until a trolley car went by. 1t
was at this moment the theme was
preached to him.
1T is very singular, was the remark
made to him by a rather seedy looking
individual, how acute some senses be.
come. There are five of them. of course
but with everyone some particular sense
is more acute than the others. Just see
how carefully that blind man steers his
way along the crowded street. Now,
with me the best developed sense is that
of tOuch.'
The broker looked his man over hur-
riedly again. Meanwhile the car was
clearing the crossing.
That may be-. he replied, as he
stepped down off the curb, but YOU can't
touch me!''-Philadelphia Telegraph.
Representative Southland of Ohio re-
calls an incident which happened up on
Lake Erie near his home, says the Wash
ington Post. An excursion steamer was
wrecked, and it was supposed that every
body had been drowned. About mid
night Mr.. Southland received this tele-
gram from one of the survivors: II am
saved. but please break the news gently
to my wife,
The London Speaker tells this story
of II discussion at Uni, el:sity dcbatin"
society in which it WAS argued that
goo a year is the best income for IL
bachelor One speaker opposed the mo-
ton in speech of some h,mor His
chief objection to the estimate was that
a bachelor could not hope to marry on
such an income. Up rose a fluent gen
tleman from the East who tore to tatters
the arguments of those who had OBJ
posed the motion with tremendous fire
and energy. He kept the previous speak
er to the last. and annihiated him in the
following words: THE honorable gentle
man. sir SAWS that ;, H., fholOr conoo+