Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1904-05-28
st. Louis Globe Democrat.

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about two brother players and their
Experiences in Maine temperance
town. Feeling in need of alcoholic re-
lfrcShmcnt they made application at
the local drug-stores, but were told
| that stimUlants were sold only in cases
of snake bite. The actors had about
decided to content themselves with
such rcfrcshment as the town provided,
when they heard that a certain resi-
dent owned Il rattlcsnake which he
| kept as a pct. Securing his address
| they called on him, and offered to hire
| his snake for use in some scientific cX-
periments
Nothing doing" answered the
owner: hes booked solid for four
months ahe2d."--Harpcr's Weekly.
| During his address before the Con-
grcGationnl association Of New Jersey
in the Central congregational church,
Eighteenth and Green streets, one
night, Rev Dr.. H. a. Stinson of New
| York told story of a negro who
narrated his experience to number
OF people gathered on a street corner
i'm st. Louis.
| Il had always been a good young
l
fell. But l am glad to be able to say
right here that I was never as bad as
that fellow in the Bible. mean job
who cusscd the day he was born. Be-
| lievc NE. my friends, Isdidr,t cuss until
| 1 was one year old.
| Now, children" said teacher in a
Germantown school not long since, "let
us see what you remember about the
animal kingdom and the domestic
| animals that belong to it. You have
named all the domestic animals but
one. Who can tell me what that one
| iso"
No one answered.
1T has bristly hair, likes the dirt and
| is fond of getting into the mud" hint
ed the teacher helpfully.
Cant You think, Tommy she
asked encouraSinSly, of small boy.
It's me-" said Tommy, rcfiectively.-]
Philadelphia Ledger. n
why" demanded the Russian gen.
eral of an orderly who had brought |
news of an engagement in which many |
were killed and wounded, did not your
colonel send to me the names of the
poor fellows who suffered in this dis
aster?'
The orderly saluted. "Sir," said he,
"he wished to; but my horse was weak
from overriding and not strong enough
to carry Them
:'Ah!" said the general. 1T is well
that we have the Trans-Siberian Rail-
road. Have them shipped to me by
freight. Judge.
Herbert Putnam, librarian of Con-
grcss, Was for a long time connected
with the Boston public library. While
in Boston Mr.. Putnam met with many
ludicrOus experiences.
One day a very stern looking woman
asked one of the clerks for 1.-The RecOl-
lections of a Liar The clerk told her
that he couldn't give her that book, but
that he could give her THE Recollec-
tons of a Married Man."
THAT will do she answered. Its
practically the same thing
One day facctiously inclined
young man approached the inquiry
desk and said: Il want to get life of
John l.. Sullivan. l suppose it will be
listed among the scrapbooks?"
"Oh, yes" replied the clerk, land if
you find it it will be illustrated"
How will it be illustrator" inquired
the young man.
with upper cuts" quietly answered
the clcrk.-New York Tribune
They stood, man and a woman, in |
the gallery, looking down on the glitter !
ing thronS of dancers on the floor be- |
low.
What was I saying to you a moment |!
ago?' asked the man; that is, before |
went Out?'' |
You were saying" said the woman,
things that made me sad, even in the |
midst Of all this gayety. You called it a |
painted glarc-you spoke of all those |
women down there. each hugging in the
secret recesses of her heart some SUI
preme sorrow, some cloying unrest. You /
were wondering to what depths of re-
morse. within the next year, each might |
reach. You spoke of the men; how
hasgard some Of their faces were. You
said the pace was too much for them; |
death and ruin and disaster hung over
this thronG like a grinninS skeleton.
Really it has given me the shivers.
Don't you remember what you said?"
He turned and looked at her. There
was look Of complacency on his face.
did L say all that he replied, be
fore I went out? Well, well, you must
forgive me. 1t isn't SO. Why, see how
they are all enjoying themselves! What
magnificent sight! What grand
thing is life! How this music thrills
me! My friend, it is good to be alive"
She looked at him in establishment.
What has changed you so in such a
short timer" she exclaimed. "Why, be-
fore you went out"
He waved his hand.
Things are different now" he said;
I've just had a cocktail."-Town
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