The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-03-22

A String Of Good Stories.
THE ENCORE WAS DECLINED.
- csssot tel hew the truth may b.:
say tie tale % 'twAs said to me.

The ENCORE WAS DEC1lNED Es
nuRING an interval in one Of the muscales at the Wal
D doff- Astora, Edwin Gould told amusing story Of
his father, Jay Gould
t'When little chap Of s g. he said, "my
father took excursion into the country
1T warm, bright day in June. The train glded
onward between green fields With their rakes and hoes
and harrows the farmers worked Birds darted the
Blue sky Everything in word beautiful and gay in
the June sunshine.
Very much interested in this pastoral scenery gradu
ally put my head farther and farther out Of the window
g Don't lean so far out lad my father said.
g why not?' said T.
'tYour hat might blow off,
. II pulled my hat down tight about my
t.'No, it won't said It won't blow off.
'My father bded his time, and when my attention was
engaged snatched off my hat and hid it behind him.
- There he said. There told YOU Now your hat
is gone' ..r...-. 80 y
s"Completely deceived, became sober. think that
maybe sheda few tears
< I won have good time said on this excursion
without hat ..~@1 - 20 <">'@ -
IA moment later my father gave loud whistle, and
presto-my hat back my head again. My wonderful
father had whisted it back For benefit miracle had
been performed. IT. ..-.-.%
G"My awe and my delight we're unbounded took off the
hat and threw far of the window of the orushng
train. 1t lighted in field Of corn: -. 49,: s. -.
80 Now father said eagerly, 'now whistle it back
again -. .. -. $500 - :, -. y
? '-'~, =: g. ART AND EGGS. -. ~. -.
- i Ohm S. SARGENT when he was last in America"
~ said the art editor OF New York magazine visited
one day the gallery Of certain millionaire.
"Ihis mionaire's gallery large 1t included, per-
haps thousand pictures But the pictures had not been
collected with discretion Many Of them bogus, and
those that were genuine not at best, worth much
Gin silence Mr. Sargent walked thru the gallery Now
he passed before this painting before that But he
said nothing Not word: {...~-s..} ~.
s'The millionaire alarmed at this silence became volu
Bile his pictures He pointed out their merits IN the
eloquent tone caaog and each Of his sentences
had an inerrogave the end Of each he paused
waiting Mr. Sargent to agree But the great painter
continued silent. ,...
I ~r'Finally in despair the millionaire said: =, ..*
"At least you will agree that my collection is toer-
able one, won't youF = 49,. -. ...-.
"eTolerableq Yes,'< Mr. Sargent. answered: And he
tolerabe egg?'''
@:>:~ HE'D WORK FOR NOTHING. ,
NDREW CARNEGIE plays golf we'll, and likes to talk
n about the game Of of his friends golf tyro, he
said = = 49, ~E.5e 49,: T. w ....---,:
tsBlank vent play day, and dskng the rather
forward manner of his cadd discharged the lad and took
another in HIS place IN 80 .-.-= :. y :.>-
ftThe discarged cadde instead Of retiring seemy
madner to tile clubhouse lowered about He regarded
closely The rather clumsy play. On his reckled young
face and went. %.-
''Bank chose stick and swung for long drive. But
he missed the bali. E=@ - E, .~.., -, ~. j."
"The discharged caddie gave loud laugh
''Blank frowned the boy and swung again-a mighty
swing-but again he missed. T..
from the caddie another loud harsh laugh
"a third time Blank swung and third time only turf
and dust into the air.
Hi mister yelled the cadde dersvely IF you take
me back I'll carry your clubs for the fun of the thing