Arizona republican. [volume] (Phoenix, Ariz.) 1890-1930, 1903-06-21
STORIES AND INCIDENTS
Told Of or Told by Few Well Known
Persons.

Seymour w. Tulloch, whose charges
against the postoffice department have
occasioned a grave scandal was laid UP
last winter with a cold that a bad
cough accompanied.
| Ills physician visited him one morn
ing ana found him worse.
| You seem TO cough with more diff
Guilty today than yesterday" the physi-
clan said.
| THAT is strange" Mr.. Tulicch MIR
lrdred for / was practicing all last
night
! Mayor Mulvihill, of Bridgeport,
| Conn. who has been accused of siding
unjustly with the Bridgeport strikers.
told the other day a story of his boy
hood.
There lived in our town" he said.
/ "a poor. half-witted man who made 8
lii'Il of mania of his religion. He uSe0
to &C every afternoon to a lonely field
and, kneeling there behind bank of
enI ia he would pray At the top of his
lungs for thirty or forty minutes n
time Some of us boys would follow
MIN now and then. hide on the
side of the mound, and listen to him
| with wonderment.
lone afternoon he prayed about his
Gins. He vowed that he was the wick
edtst man that had ever been created.
He declared that he deserved death.
| He begged the Lord to put an end to
nim by topping over the embankment
on him then and there.
THE ringleader of our crowd was up
near the top of the mound. and at this
point ne showed down on the kneeling
man a great load of loose soil. Instant
/ ly the poor fellow sprang to his feet.
It's an awful world. this he NUT
| tered. You can't say a thing in fun
but what it's taken in earnest And
he turned and walked homeward at
| fast gait"
w E Burghardt du Bots, the author
of Souls of Black Folks" was edu-
Gated at Harvard and Berlin, and has
Travelled much. At present Mr.. du
| Bots is a member of the faculty of
Atlanta university.
About as different from my own
| people as the day is from the night"
| he said the other day, ARE the Scots.
/ cherish a story l once heard In Scot
| land-a story that is, 1 think, typical
of a certain portion of the people.
| This story concerns a minister who
caught a member of his congregation
sleeping. and rebuked him from the
pulpit. Awake, Saunders he said.
Man, it's a disgrace to sleep in the
kirk
Saunders was much hurt. He spoke
up and said:
Look TO yer ain pew. an mayhap
yen find ithers sleepin here besides
+ myself
THE minister looked. and there was
his wife slumbering soundly. He
awakened her. and he told Saunders
that if she fell asleep again. he might
call attention to her by holding up his
hand. Then he proceeded with his ser
mon.
Some weeks went by. and one Sun
day Saunders, sure enough. put his
hand up. The wife was asleep again.
The minister thundered out her name.
bade her rise to her feet. and said to
her. before the whole congregation:
Mrs. MacGregor. anybody kens
that when ] got ye for wife. / got nc
beauty; yer friends ken got no siller:
now, if i dinna get Gods grace. l shall
have puir bargain. indeed.
At the recent congress of physicians
In New Orleans a story about DR.. Lo-
REM went the rounds.
DIR. Lorenz some years ago. was
summoned to the bedside of a French
man, who had been wounded in
duel
Come Immediately. and bring plenty
of surgical appliances" said the sum-
moner "for you will find your patient
In serious situation"
Accordingly the physician and his
a NJ 1aI s,,.r =
great quantity of bandages. and iodo-
form gauze, and absorbent cotton. to-
gether with probes of every size and
shape, anaesthetics, and splints. They
were equipped to dress the wounds of
a small army, and great. therefore.
was their disgust, upon reaching the
Frenchman's house, to find that moth |
ing allied him but a mere sword scratch |
in the forearm
DR.. -Lorenz, with smile, sent his as
sistant for some warm water. and |
waited for its arrival to dress the tiny |
wound. The Frenchman, grooming fear |
fully, said TO him:
is my hurt serious sir?"
very serious. indeed" replied the |
physician. I'm afraid if my assistant |
doesn't hurry. it will heal of itself be- |
fore he gets back"
Mrs. Van Worst. the author of THE |
Woman Who Tells" had many anus
ing and odd adventures during her life
as a worker. One adventure that has
not heretofore been printed concerned
taciturn man.
She met this man on a New England
road, mending worm fence.
can you tell me-" she said to him
now far it is from here to the next
town."
He pointed forward. Milestone a
niue further on will tell you" he
growled.
Rudeness such as this vexed Mrs
van Worst. But the milestone will
he OF no good to me, for can't read"
she said.
Thereupon the taciturn man chuck
led little. "Ho, no." he said. "it Is
Just the kind o milestone for people
that can't read for all the writin's
hn1 go j