The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1903-05-21
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And tell me this now: Couldn't you
take a magnifying glass to it?"
EX-President Cleveland delights in
! style of diction at once involved and
lucid, and when he was at the City club
the other evening he was told with evil
dent enjoyment of the effect of his
phrases on young reporter.
He had dictated an interview to the
youth, and at the end said:
Have you got it all DOWN."
eyes," said the reporter, "but l will
! straighten out the sentences when |
write it up"
Fancy Grover Cleveland, master of
a unique and faultless style, straight
ened out by sophomore hand" ex-
| claimed member Of the City club, re-
lating the story at the Fifth Avenue
hotel-New York Mail and Express.
Colonel Church of the Army and
Navy Journal tells story of the days
when the people lavishly welcomed
home the heroes of the Spanish-Ameri-
can war. At that time big man who
had been behind a great gun was rid
ing up town on Broadway car. Seated
next to the sailor was an important
looking individual, who, in the way Of
introduction and with evident pride,
said:
Il am sailor man myself in way,
but not exactly of the navy You see,
am the man who supplied the cheese
you had on your battleships.'
'You are, are your" queried the
sailor man as he struck him a blow that
knocked his neighbor clear across the
car "And now," he asked, will you
tell me where I can find the man who
supplied us with our butter ?'-New
York Times.
If he had been a man he might have
got licking. Since he was only dog
he was rated beast of intelligence,
discernment and good judgment
Into Nostrand avenue car in Brook
Ign woman with a permit brought
fine beagle and sat down opposite a
handsome young woman who was ac-
cOmpanied by an athletic-loOking young
man. The young woman evidently
I liked dogs, for she gazed admiringly at
the beagle as he nestled at the feet of
his mistress.
Presently the beagle caught the
glance of the young woman and slowly
and deliberately closed his left eye in
a Cissy Lotus wink. The young wo-
man just as slowly and deliberately re-
turned the wink, whereupon the dog
opened his mouth and stretched his lips
in good imitation of broad smile.
The smile was answered by the hand
some girl, who then turned to her es-
cort and said something. He replied,
probably saying that she must be mis-
fol fn c1an coiI lon ,crI, h h.
heard by the passenger who sat on the
other side of her:
HE did. I'll try it again. Now you
watch"
''Then she turned and bestowed upon
the dog a most taking wink. The dog
responded as before and several pas
sengers who had heard the young wo-
man say watch" followed suit as to
the smile. Just then the mistress of
the animal arose to leave the car and
the beagle trotted after her
Lucky he's only dog, though" said
the young woman's escort. But ad-
mire his taSte.'
AS he said this, the dog, near the rear
Of the car. paused and took a lick with
his tongue at the backing on mans
shoe. The young woman laughed at
her escort and said:
$50 l see.' New York Sun.
Speaking of few young men at the
First Church, Pittsfield about year
ago, on his experiences with Lincoln.
ex-senator Dawes said: 81 never saw
such an unkempt individual in all my
life as when | saw Mr.. Lincoln the first
day at the door of congress- But my
1oH WI hA
real magnitude of the man began to
assert itself to those about him. later
visited Mr. Lincoln with my little
daughter, Miss Anna Dawes, and Mr.
Lincoln took her up in his arms and
kissed her. And that settled her poll
tics for life. On the night that Lincoln
was assassinated fellow congressman
and I decided that we would go to see
the president. We left the hotel early
in the evening of April IA and started
directly for the White House. There
we were informed that the president
was at the theater and we started back
to our hotel. On the way we learned
Of the assassination. At once the street
became crowded with great, frantic
thrOng Of people. AS we proceeded fur
Their on toward the capitol the streets
became still more damned, until we
were hardly able to make our way
along the walk. During the night there
was fearful thunderstorm, which only
added to the terror of the scene and
which was looked upon as a manifesto
ton Of Gods wrath over Booths awful
deed"
Mr.. Dawes was one of the bearers at
Mr.. Lincoln's funeral-Boston Herald.
The other day, upon the links hard
by, a distinguished clergyman was
playing closely contested game of
golf, says Frederic Ward. He carefully
teed up his ball and addressed it with
the most approved grace; he raised his
driver and hit the ball tremendous
clip, but instead of soaring into the
azure it perversely went about twelve
feet to the right, and then buzzed
around in circle
The clerical gentleman frowned,
scowled, pursed up his mouth and bit
his lips, but said nothing. p friend,
who stood by, remarked:
Doctor, that is the most profane ST.
lence | ever witnessed"