Daily Kennebec journal., 1902-06-14

when he returns, and will be ready to
take his coat off and go on the stump
when the campaign opens.
A few weeks ago Mrs. Rebecca S.
Warren of South Deer Isle, correspond
ing secretary of the Hancock county
w. C. T. L., found among her mail
what appeared to be letter. but which
proved to be a booklet advertising all
kinds of liquors at wholesale. and a
note on the cover requested the receiver
to send names of any of her friends,
with the promise that they should re-
ceive the book by mail. An order sheet
accompanied it, in blank, as follows:
Enclosed find ............ .dollars.......
cents. Send me by.
the following goods:
........... gallon ........price .........
The order was promptly filled and
forwarded, as follows:
Enclosed find [neitherl dollars Lnori
cents. Send me the following goods:
A list of suffering children caused by
each [gallonl of your vile poison, at
Tpricel of all decency of it's consumers.
Send also an apology for daring to IN
suit any decent woman III Maine by
sending invitations to break the laws
of her State. Send food and clothing
for the destitute made so by your un-
holy traffic Would like all such circu-
lars sent only to white-ribbonerS-W
know what to do with them!"
After the death of the Washington
t,.an I, William Tell
myth, it is hard to hear from Governor
Long that all these stories about his eX-
ploits in the "custard pie association" up
al Bucllfield, Me-, are made out of whole
cloth, and that he must humbly refuse
to accept the public 'honors that have
been heaped upon HMM print-for all
the mammoth custard pies he is re-
ported to have baked. He says that
about 90 per cent. of all the stories to
that effect existed only in the brain of
a humorous newspaper man, who has
been hoaxing the public for years along
that Ine.-Boston Advertiser.
The remaining 10 per cent. of the
stories, however, will not be con-
tradicted, and these are the stories that
tell of Mr.. Longs love for his old
home among the Buckfield hills which
he visits, every summer, and of the
love for him which is i'll the heart of
the Buckfeld people. Among the true
stories also are some of the custard
pie stories, though there may have
been exaggeration along this line.
The joke is on prominent Rock
land man. whose business frequently
takes him to Boston. In order to re-
turn the following day this prominent
citizen is obliged to leave on the early
morning train, and in order not to
overSleep has a very convenient ar
rangement with a friend to call HIM
up on the telephone. One morning last
week the bell rang with its customary
notes of warning. instead of taking
time to reply the citizen started for
the Main street estaurant where he is
in the habit of getting an early morn
ing breakfast. He was walking with
the lengthy stride for which he is so
we'll known when he CHANGED to glance
at Daniles' clock and by the rays of an
electric light say that the hour stlll
lacked some minutes of being A. NJ.
In his business there is at times q
tendency to occasional profanity
and it is related in this truthful mar
rative that sulphurous conflagration
broke out about a. NJ. as this proml-
nent citizen meandered back to repair
his broken sleep.
The Portland Advertiser tells a tale
undoubtedly truthful in every detail,
Of Il visit to Sanford by some wealthy
and prominent friends Of the GoOdalls,
famed the world over as plush mani
ufactures and good fellows. The guests
arrived and We're delighted with San
ford and the mills. The lake caught
their eyes, and they would listen to no
reaSons why they should not go down
and lean upon It's beauties for Il quiet
hour. The GOOdallS were willing. The
visitors We're unSuSpecting. The party
StrCllcd down to the bank and lOol: ID
over the pretty sheet. They might
have noticed that all the neighboring
boats had been hauled out of the water
and a good three rods up the shore.
The only thing they did notice was a
tight little steam launch which present.
| ly pokcd around y point and went sail
| ing by across their field of vision. In
| the craft We're two figures, a man and
| Il woman. The latter had a parasOl
over the shoulder, ohscuring the head.
| The members of the club were 50 much
taken with the pretty sight that they
failed to notice a boWline by which the
supposed launch was being towed from
u masked battery on shore farther up
the lake, nor did they note the trigger
| line extending over the stern. The
launch had proceeded only few rods
when there was u deafening explosion,
the boat burst into flames, her hull
crashed into splinters and the dismem-
berea corpscs of the passengers were
cast upon the placid surface of the
lake. Those miHionaires were in their
best New York clothes that day, but
they did not hesitate They dropped
their bags and overcoats like born
heroes. and while some dashed boldly
into the water to swim out to the
wreck, others rushed up the shore and
began dragging the boats to the beach,
meanwhile cursing the stupidity Of the
men who mad hauled them out so far
on a hot day. II was an exciting five
minutes. During it the Goodails busted
themselves rather less with the work