Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1904-08-02
Saved From His Friends.

nephew who was recently Vaccinated
on his left arm. Soreness soon do
veloped and the youngster was sup
piled with small continuance made
OF wire gauze to protect the arm from
the Bullets incidental to the employ
ments of adolescent youth. But one
morning it was discovered that the lad
had transferred his protector to the
right arm.
do you know that your protector is
on the wrong arm?" demanded his
mother.
"Oh, it's on the right arm all right"
returned the lad.
arm, but you were vaccinated on the
left" said his parent. you have left
the sore without any protection"
"Have II" retorted the urchin with
a shrewd smile. well just guess
I haven't. You don't know the fell
lows in my gang"
Charles Emory Smith, editor, diplo-
mat and man of affairs, was a politi-
cal enemy Of the late Senator Quay.
After Quay has successfully conduct.
ed the Harrison campaign he was con-
suited by President Harrison when
the latter began to think of appoint.
ments for the diplomatic servince. He
wanted to give Smith a post, so he
had Secretary Blaine sound Quay for
his opinion in the matter.
Senator" said the secretary, you
know Charles Emory Smith,
YES" was the reply, every we'll"
Would you care if he received a
foreign appointment"
No." was the quick answer; "the
foreigner the better"
So Mr.. Smith went to st. Peters.
burg.
Dean Hurlburt in his characteristic.
ally dry fashion told the following sto.
ry at the overflow meeting at the Har-
ward union recently.
A little boy who had a good idea of
his artistic ability was found by one
of his fathers friends at work draw
ing picture
What are you drawing?' he asked
the little boy
u am drawing a picture of God"
replied the boy, hardly looking up
from his work.
why, you cannot draw picture of
Cod" said his friend. NO one draws
a picture of God. because they do not
know what he looks like
Il know it." replied the youthful ar
fist, but they will when I get
through"
The mild business man was calmly
reading his paper in the crowded troll
ley car. In front of him stood a little
woman hanging by strap. Her arm
was being slowly torn out of her body,
her eyes were flashing at his, but she
constrained herself to silence
Finally, after he had endured it for
twenty minutes, he touched her arm
and said:
Madame, you are standing or nv
foot"
ooh, am II" she savagely retorted.
u thought 1t was valise."
Economy" said Governor Chatter.
ton, OF Wyoming, SIS always admira.
BILE. A Cheyenne halter though, was
disguised the other day with the eco
nomical spirit of visit to his shop.
This visitor, tall man with gray
hair, entered with soft felt hat, wrap
peu III paper, III HlS naQQ.
How much will it cost he said.
to dye this hat gray, to match my
hair?'
"'About dollar the latter an
swered
"The tall man wrapped the hat up
again.
II won't pay it, he said. I can get
my hair dyed to match the hat for
quarter"
She was maid who had been with
the doctor for years, and the habitual
expressions of those years could not
be easily laid aside, says Lippincotts.
When the doctor died she remained
at the house. An old friend of the
doctor, who had been abroad and had
not heard of his death, called and was
admitted.
Il would like to see DR.. H., he said.
I'm sorry" said the maid, "but the
doctor is dead"
Stricken by this dread intelligence.
the visitor sat silent for some min
utes.
After waiting some time the maid
ventured timidly: