The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1902-08-08

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layers had long ago made up their
minds that Miss Elizabeth Trimble
would never marry. Summer had now
come, and with it vacation and a host
Of city boarders. Miss Elizabeth in
those fifteen years had always been
looking forward to these vacations
with %steadfast hope that some one of
them would not only put an enc to
her teaching but her spinsterhood as
we'll. She did not call herself a spin
ster, but there, We're a few heartless
ways in the village who die.
Much to the CONSERVATION Of many
Of the old gossips Of the community, the
undying hope Of the scilooi1nurrn at
last looked as If it might be realized.
Among the sumrncr boarders was a
young clergyman, who had studied too
hard, SO his doctors said, and who had
come to the country from his city rec
tory for his health. Rev. Mr.. Brown
happened to board at the house which
had sustained the life Of Miss Eliza
beth Trimble all those fifteen years,
and the W found themselves together
at odd times.
IT got a letter from my sexton to-
day." at last said Rev. Mr.. Brown, as
he took a step toward the door one
evening after dinner. The two had
again been left alone.
Good or bad news?" incurred Miss
Elizabeth Trimble, as she felt a sort
of misgiving.
Both good and bad was the reply.
"They want me to come back to work..
The substitute has proved q poor stick.
Many of my congregation have not
yet left the city, and they want me
to take my vacation a little later in
the summer
But why good news? Are you glad
to go back?" asked the school teacher,
now thoroughly alarmed.
bad, because / think I ought to
stay here a little while longer for my
health" ts
lis that all 2" she almost whispered.
"All except hat I like the quiet out
here" he said. you see at home
there are eleven children. six Of whom
were by my first wife, and five by my
second, Of whom I was bereaved only
last year"
The voice of Miss Elizabeth was now
%inaudible, so that the minister did not
hear her say: Again"
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This story was told by the prototype
Of Captain Joe, the hero Of r. Hopkin-
son Smiths novel, Caleb Vest"
An 1rtshman ono applied to him for
a job on board his ship.
We'll" said the captain, where are.
your recommendations o.
"Shure, an l haven't emmy, sur"
Can't take you, then-got a German
here with fine recommendations-have
to give the job to him. 3$
Pat begged SO hard, however, that
the captain finally agreed to take him
and the German both on a trial trip,
the, best man to have the permanent
job.
They were well out at sea when a
storm arose rne day while Pat and the
German We're s%crubbing the deck. "A
big wave came along and swept the
German overheard with his bucket.
Pat Immediately picked up his bucket
and started after the captain, Who he
found below.
well, Pat, what's the matter now r.,
the captain inquired.
Faith, sur, We know that German
what had such foine' ricomrnindations p,
Yes; what OF him?"
"Begorra, sur, an he's Q Off with.
one O your buckets"
A gentleman in London called on the
celebrated editor Of a we'll known news
paper and said: "Sir, your paper has
announced hat I am dead" "If tits
In u paper It must be true, replied.
the editor. But it is not true; for,
as you see. I am alive" We'll, then,
1t cannot be helped" but I expect
you to correct the misstatement," said
II cannot do that; for we never. recall
What is in paper. 1 will, however.
do everything to bring you back to life.
Tomorrow I will place you: name in
The list Of births"
General Fred Grant a few months;
ago received a letter which he showed
his army friends in Luzon as a Joke at
his own expense, and which therefore,
may properly be promulgated.
The generals son, U. S. Grant III, Is
a cadet at West Point. now a first class
man and a cadet adjutant. But earlier
IN MS course his father became anxious
about him and impaired his anxiety by
mail from the Philippines to q profess
sor In the academy, a contemporary of
his own, begging him to send exactand
con11dentia! information as to the ca
det's standing. The answer which re-
lieved his anxiety was as follows:
Dear Fred: You needn't worry. The
boy stands higher in everything than
you ever did in anything
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