Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1905-09-09

York Times. He received his visitor
good humoredly. II control paper Of
| my own" said Mr.. Reid, land if | had
anything important to divulge | should
use II; but if you care for matter OF
the kind, ! can tell you about a con-
versatiOn | once had with Horace
| Greeley.
"One day Mr.. Greeley called me- into
his office.
| ~ believe this copy was turned In
by you Ii" said. showing me some
loose sheets which | recognized YOU
say in this copy that "Dainiel Webster
| was fond Of telling an interesting story
about President Harrison " What
| have you done with that story" why
! don't you turn it in?'
| "'It follows my statement in the
| copy | stammered
| What. this?' he exclaimed 1T IL
no more like Harrison than q sour ap-
| pie. Neither is there anything in it in
teresting. This story is dull
| He tossed it into the waste basket
and went on
| Young man. when you write
! story don't begin by saying you are go
ing to do it. and don't say that it will
|
| anything else. If you do your work
well the reader will see the point for
| himself
Il. never forgot Mr.. Greeley's words"
concluded Mr.. Reid. perhaps news
paper writer's in general will find them
| of value"
II shall use the story declared the
| caller. How would you advise me Ia
| begin it, Mr.. Reid?"
The ambassador smiled and said
with twinkle in his eye
Just say that Mr.. Whitelaw Reid is
fond of telling an interesting story
| about Horace Greeley
Last fall an Englishwoman of letters
was staying, as the guest of an elderly
| lady, at a country house in western
Massachusetts. While they were driv-
| ing one afternoon they had the misfor-
tune to meet the omnirresent automo-
bile at a sharp turn of the road. The
horses being spirited, Shields dashinls
the carriage against a tree and throw
| ing its occupants out into the road.
The Englishwoman picked herself up
uninjured. but was Mortified to see her
aged hostess lying on the ground I'M
conscious. Running to n nearby farm
house. she knocked for some time be-
fore she finally succeeded i'm bringing
sunbonneted woman to the door.
"A lady has been hurt-thrown from
carriage. She is lying down there in
the road. Can YOU give me some
whiskey for her." cried the visitor in
breathless anxiety.
well. no. we don't never keep no
whiskey." said the native born after
some elaboration. "Would the lady
like a piece o pie?"
1t is only few years since Woon-
socket missed for good the familiar face
Of "Alf" Church. for n long time deputy
sheriff and chief of police. a man who
was straightforward and blunt in all
his dealings.
One day Il grocer went to "Alf'' for
information about a certain Joe"
White. who had applied for credit and
book at his store and the following
dialogue ensued:
Good mornin' Mr.. Church."
"Mornin''' - -
do You know 10 White"
Yes"
What kind Of fellow Is he"
Putty fair"
rs he honest?'
Honest? l should say so. Been ar
rested twice tor stealing and acquitted
both times
''Re observing my SOM" said Willic's
father. Cultivate the habit Of seeing,
and you will be a successful man."
''Yes," added Willie's uncle. Don't
go through the world blindly. Learn
to use your eyes
Little boys who arc observing know
4 great deal more than those who are
not" Wililes aunt put in.
Willie took their advice to heart. A
day passed, and once more he stood be-
fore the family council.
well. Willie" sad his father. "hava
you been using your eyes" The boy
nodded. Tell us what you've
learned
''Uncle Jim's got bottle OF whiskey
hid behind his trunk" said Willie.
"Aunt Jennies got an extra set OF
teeth in her dresser. and pas got
deck of cards and box of chips be-
hind the books in the secretary"
''The little sneak" exclaimed the
family.-Newark News.
At ball recently young medical stu
dent suddenly came face to face with
dear, kind. fatherly looking gentleman.
with white hair and highly respectable
appearance.
They both stood transfixed. the same
idea flashed across both OF them.
Your face is familiar to me-vcry IA
miliar: but 7 cannot remember where wa
have met so often"
However. the friendly impulse was car
ricd out. They shook hands warmly.
partook Of a glass of wine. and parted.
still ignorant of each others name and
occupation.
But the young man was determined to
solve the problem, and he seized on a
waiter and said to him.: y.t'..%.-
Tel me. waiter. who is that distin-
'uished stranger with the long white
lair?' ~ 90
And the waiter whisnered slowly:
please sir. that's Mr.. X, the pawn.
rCker" '-.rit-Eits. ssiiS
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