New-York tribune., 1902-05-29
THE TALK OF THE DAT.

THE TALK OF TIE DAY.
II isn't triumvir that Tammany needs but
triumpher.
Several communications have recently reached
The Record" asking If the original copy OF the
If duplicate copies could be had 1t is a rather
curious iact mat whlle tacsnlles OF the DecIara
were largely used for advertising purposes. they
collector only last week paid $40 for one bearing
the advertisement OF a Western railroad. The
seen in the possession Of the Department of State
be nearly iiIegibIe by reason OF which photo
graphic reproduction would be vaueless. James D.
Mcbride had plates made and secured a copyright
on them in 1874, but these plates were later de-
Consequently, the copies that have been preserved
Record
The Philadelphia Times says that Clement A.
Griscom tells a story OF the Mayor Of Portland
Ore. who upon reading that Portland. Me. was in
flames dispatched the following message 20 the
Mayor of the stricken city:
Portland. Ore. bleeds for you. What can We do
20 aid your"
The Mayor Of Portland Me- replied:
We need food and clothing. and money to buy
both
The Oregon man Immediately called a meeting OF
the City Council: but the counciImen were so IN
dignant that the Mayor had dared wire without
consulting them that they adjourned without ac-
ton. The Mayor in a quandary. but he felt
that he had done his duty, and sent forthwith the
following 10 the Mayor of Portland Me:
Thanks for your prompt reply. I asked only for
information
tells me he has a city and country house now
bro%nemfes. he's taken a small place in the
OF the city and all the inconvenience OF the
try.-philadelphia Press.
What a pity It is that the designers OF some OF
the bridges over the Harlem River did not study
he hest In he
above the Tiber and the Po the canals of Venice
the currents Of the Danube and the Rhone tho
Seine and the Thames. What room there was for
grand achievements. and how many regrettabIe
disappointments are now conspicuous,
NO" said Count Observation-Disclosures. I'VE
get a foothoid in Russia 'NS' 'i"Ae' 'o
But" protested the Grand Duke Runaroundabit-
woonderfully under his direction
ganl5es o an aIDha6e trust Wha, VIII become the
In that event?"-(Baltmore American.
HoMEsICKNEss.
am sick, soul sick of the city
l tired Of the noisy street:
The din OF the cling changing car bells
The endless tramp tramping of feet.
l tired of the strain and worry.
The push and the struggle and strife;
The scramble tor loaves and for fishes,
While starving for true bread OF life.
1 long for the fresh. quiet country.
The green fields peaceful and still:
The cool mountain brook swiftly flowing
Adown by the old mossgrown MILL
/ long for the hush OF the forest
The sough of the wind through the pine
The scent OF the sweet fern and hemlock
The song of the woodthrush divine
Oh, TO lie on the soft green mosses
And gaze where the filters through
The leaves. which like laces are tangled
In emerald web 'gainst the blue.
Oh, to rest. just to rest. the bosom
OF the lifegivng earth mother earth;
TIL the turmoil within is quiet
And my soul finds relief in new birth
-Crownsend Allen.
He Overdid It-Beggem to himselD-I've got
around that rich old great-au of mine at last
helping her night and day to search out WORTHY
objects To-day she, said I'd have cause for re-
His Great-Aunt Ito herself)-I had no idea my
Sick TO see misery in the world How Vet de
lighted he viii be 70 find that all my money is to
5New-York Weekly. '''e p''' l''e'i'eSs 0'p"ahs'-
ED. Howe. the Editor OF The AtchIson Globe"
says The Rochester Post Express" .'is the
best feared editor west OF the Mississippi River
His sarcasm is the dread of every politician In
his baillwck. and I'm newspaper controversies he
invariably leaves his esteemed contemporary
hanging high and dry on a clothesline. But Howe
lately ran up against worthy opponent in the
! person of Bob Burdette. who turn a sarcastic
quip with any of them, and who IL perseverance
personifed when he is after a scalp He has
made Howe throw up his hands and beg for mercy
When the wife of the humorst was making fut-
ter among the women's clubs of Kansas by a pro-
posed visit THE Globe" sneeringly demanded 10
know who is this Mrs. Bob Burdette?" Every
day since then Bob Burdette has mailed The
Globe editor a letter containing a newspaper
clipping about Mrs. Burdette picture of her
home. account of her club work. The latest
issue of The Globe says. under the of We
Eat Mud: IL Mr.. Burdette will quit. will apol-
Ogize for our lack of information about his wife.
Mrs. Burdette seems TO he lovely character all
right "
A Great Bargan.-Mrs. winks-A pedler
here to-day, and I got the greatest bargain-a
whole pound of insect powder for only 10 II
looks Just like dirt, but It's awfuly effective.
tried it
Mr.. Winks-W orked eh?
Mrs. Winks-Yes. indeed. The pedler said |
should put little in water and apply II boiling
hot. and did and killed every insect 1t touched
-(New-York Weekly.