Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1903-10-31

Wilder, IAN old friend of mine. who
has bit of a temper, heard, while he
was sitting in his reception hall, the
unmistakable sound of a kiss coming
from the front room, at that moment
occupied by his youngest daughter and
her young man. Naturally this made
the old gentleman pretty angry, so up
he bounced and hoped into the par
| lor
$50 I've caught you kissing my
daughter, have ~ he demanded, test
| lily.
1.-The young man was a thoroughbred
all right, and he replied: I trust there
is no mistake about it. sir. The light
here is none too bright, and should be
greatly disappointed if it should turn
out that after all I was kissing the
cook"
"There's an old darby down in Missis-
sippi," says Private" John Allen, "a
resident of my town, Tupelo who is a
queer compound of shrewdness humor
and melancholy. Not long ago Sam had
the misfortune to lose his wife, who
hailed from Birmingham, Ala. The day
after, during the course of his arrange
ments for the funeral, Sam went to the
railway station and inquired of the
agent the price Of a round trip ticket to
Birmingham, and also round-trip
ticket for the corpse.
You'll need a rOund-trip ticket for
yourself said the agent, but you'll
want a ticket only one way for the
corpse
look heah, Mistah Jenkins said
Sam, I knows what Use about and
knows what 1 wants. Nah wife has a
hundr'd kinfolks at Birminm, and dey
all wants to see her befo' she's buried
Is figured it out dat it'll be more eco
nomikul fob me to take her to Brim m
and back ag'in dan it'll be to feed for
a week the passed. Of niggers from Ala
hamy dat'll come to de funeral!'"
Judge Hiram Wiley, formerly of New
London and for many years promi-
nent member of the bar at Hartford,
Conn.,, is now living in peaceful retire
ment in East Haddam, Conn.,, having
passed his eightieth birthday. Judge
Wiley has been lifelong Episcopalian
and is a devoted adherent of the doc
trines of that church. While he lived
at Hartford he was on one occasion a
visitor at the Connecticut state prison
at Wethersfield, where, at the request
of the chaplain, he conducted the regu-
lar Sunday-school service, using the
Episcopalian prayer-book in place Of
offering eXtemporaneous prayers, as
was the usual custom. After the ser
vice Judge Wiley was accosted by a
dignified and portly prisoner, who was
professional confidence man." and
had repeatedly deceived the very
elect" with forged drafts, etc. He was
man of such aristocratic bearing and
good personal behavior that he was al
lowed several privileges. Taking Judge
Wiley by the hand. he thanked him for
using the prayer-book and said:
Judge, you don't know how much
pleasure YOU have given me by using
the prayer-book of our church. Be
tween you and me, the Episcopal
church is the only church to which a
gentleman should belong"
"Yoakum of Frisco" as he is known
in the railroad world, is one of the
workers. They say he never tires. One
day friend called at his New York
office to see him.> 1t was about 4 P.
NJ He found the president leaning
back in a big chair reading a news
paper, and smoking. In surprise he
asked what was up.
You see, I've worked pretty hard
for the past ten years." said Mr..
Yoakum, land think I need long
rest"
The next day the same friend dropped
in again. Mr.. Yoakum shook hands in
his hearty way, but said:
Glad to see you. but I'm up to my
eyes in work. l haven't much time"
Il thought you We're going to take a
long rest?" exclaimed his friend.
"That's all right. l took it yester-
day." said the president.
A dull boy came to the Adephi Art
school in Brooklyn. His train of
thought was SO peculiar that Professor
John Whitaker, who for more than a
quarter of a century has been engaged