New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-07-29
THE TALK OF THE DAY.

The practical wisdom of the rules laid down by
the Rev. Sylvester Horne for the Free Church
Ministers Golf Cup viii be admitted by all who
follow the game. According to "Stymie." who
writes in The Christian World these rules in
clude the following:
DO not talk theology TO your opponent when he
is making approach shot
BE courteous TO one another Do no, say all
you think.
Strong language must be reserved for Sundays"
MIGHTY GOOD FOR CORN.
When you get up in the morning from your super
With brain all hot and added and a temper full
When you wander to your Office with dull and
Meath a sun that's gayly blazing like furnace in
wilted ana foriorn: - '0N 'e
Its little tough for mortaIs but It's mighty good
for corn
When YOU stagger home to dinner IN binding
And you smell the burning leather Of the shoes
When Your mouth is full of cotton and your coll
And YOU bake and fry and frizzle like an oyster in
Don't cqss about the weather and don't NOPE about
It's little breath Of hades but it's mighty good
FOR corn.
When YOU spend the humid evening full OF anger
Chasing round with cots and pillows after cooling
When you're hot and damp and sticky and you
think with mortal dread
or that H;tle hot air oven that surrounds your
You may contemplate resgning from this torrld
But you're foolish If YOU do it-this IS bully for
the corn
Council Bluffs Nonpareil
In my sons junior year Harvard" says John
burroughs. the naturalist, lit became the custom
in May and June 10 give frequent band concerts
in the evening on the steps of University Hall
Exactly over the band was iagpole. fastened at
an angle to the building. On the giIded ball OF the
fagpole there would come and perch soon after
the concert began. a little screech owl After the
music ceased and the crowd dispersed the little owl
would fly away again. So regularly did the owl
come. with his noseess. mufled flight that nv
son came 10 look for him and TO speculate how
long the band would have 10 play before he would
be attracted by the music Many persons saw
him. yet he appeared to take no notice of the
yard full OF people but seemed to enjoy the music
as far his attitude and actions betrayed his
feelings. much did any one. Certainly thu
love for music. strong in man must find Its
beginning In lower forms of life
Her Beau-say, Bobby, can't you get me a lock of
Bobby-sure! But not just now. She's wearin' IT,
-(Syracuse Telegram.
The following epta7n was copied from monu-
ment in Pelham. Mass:
Think. my friend. when this you see
She. in some oysters did prepare
Some poison for my lot and share.
Then Of the same l did partake,
And nature yielded to its fate.
Before she my wife became.
Mary FELTON, was her name
1850 Warren Gibbs. 81 yrs.
BY his brother. VIM. Gibbs.
John Sharp Williams. of Mississippi Democratic
leader in the House OF Representatives is without
opponent in his district and can represent IT at
Washington long he lives. Recently he sent
to each newspaper editor in his district check for
SO. payment for the publication OF the official an
nouncement OF his candidacy. A good many of the
editors of the With District have returned the
checks. and a moro eloquent tribute could hardly
be paid 1t Is asserted. the average Mississippi
editor is not In the habit of returning $40 bills.
Ont West.Mrs Windycittyyn sJ hear that Mrs
Mrs. Lakeside-Husbands--(S Set.
A hunter in French Alsace has had a. thrilling
adventure with a wild boar, which animals are rare
iy in the region at this season. though recently
reports have been made of the presence OF several
which must have crossed the Rhine from Baden by
swimming. A gentleman named Biebly was out
with a friend the other day when boar of unusual
size suddenly confronted him. An ineffective shot
only brought the boar upon NJ Biebly in all tts
fury He got a second shot in with no better re-
suit. and there followed between man and beast a
ferocious combat in which NJ Biebly's friend found
it difficult render help. Ultimately, however
the latter able to fire twice at the boar, which
fell at the fourth shot. leaving NJ Biebly badly
maued. The brute weighed 800 pounds
THE ROoTER
wedged in the streetcar's narrow aisle he stands.
His voice is rough and strained and sore his hands
clustered by pounding on his neghbor's back
And supper still a good two mile away?
Light is his heart He seorns the jostling pack.