The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1905-06-04
STORIES OF
THE TIME
Some Anecdotes About
Prominent
People.

that had been brought to light in a,
proposition laid before the board
These gentlemen said Mr.. Bel
mont, gave themselves away. They
stood convicted out of their own
mouths. They were like the innkeep-
rattle
In this rattle the prizes were tur-
keys. ducks, young pigs, baskets of eggs
and such like rural commodities. A
quantity of steel discs, numbered from
1 to 25, were put into a black bag and
the little daughter of the innkeeper put
her hand in the bag and drew a disc
for each speculator in turn. The per-
son whose number was the highest got
the prize.
well, it had been noticed that the
innkeeper's wife got the prize pretty
frequently, but nothing was thought of
this by the simple, honest, rural folk.
"One evening, though. the little girl,
with her hand in the bag, paused. 1t
was her mothers turn, and she did not
draw forth her mothers disc in her
usual quick and careless way. She
rummaged about. The other rafflers
looked at one another oddly. The inn
keeper said:
Come. come, child. Hurry up
But father, said the little girl, I
can't find the hot one.'
Bishop Ellerson Capers, of South
Carolina, was talking about the aver
sion to sermon-reading many congre-
cations have.
They deem,'' said Bishop Capers,
that a sermon that is read lacks life
and fire. Sometimes, to sermon
reading pastor they will make cutting
and sarcastic remarks anent the GUS
tom.
"a sermon-reading clergyman, a
friend of mine, called one day on an
humble parishioner. This parishioner
was a cobbler. He sat mending pair
of shoes and reading the Bible at the
same time.
what are you doing, Giles? said
my friend, with benevolent smile.
'Prophesyin',' Giles answered.
'Prophesying? Nonsense said my
friend
well said the cobbler. CURLY, 'if
readin' a sermon is preachin', isn't
readin' a prophecy prophesyi 4 p
Professor H. G. Lord. of Columbia |
was talking in Philadelphia about
American humor.
"Our typical humor,'' he said, 'is not, |
perhaps. subtle. 1t is too young to be
subtle But it is very much alive, and |
very rich and fertile.
There is a story about absent-mind- |
Cd &c I think. Y |
ample of American humor. 1t runs, in
short passages, like this:
"a woman put her baby's dirty |
clothes in the cradle, and the baby in !
the wash tub. She didn't discover her i
mistake until the child cried when she |
pinned its left leg to the line as she !
hung it out to dry.
"a man. about to go for a ride, clap |
ped the saddle on his own back and |
didn't discover his mistake till he be- |
came exhausted with trying to mount |
himself.
Another man put his dog to bed and |
kicked himself down stairs. He didn't |
discover his mistake until he began to
yelp and the dog began to snore.
"A doctor put a fee in a patients |
hand and took the medicine himself.
He didn't discover his mistake till the
patient got we'll and he became ILL.,
Professor w. c. Hayes. of the geolog- |
ical survey, was talking in Washing
ton about the trials of biologists.
Did you ever hear of the geologist I
in New HAMPSHIRE" he asked. well, |
there was a geologist who spent
long, hot summer day in Croydon.
gathering specimens of the very odd
New Hampshire rock formations to be
found there. and late in the afternoon
he hired boy to carry his heavy nag
back to Newport for him. This hey
exhibited to a friend that night a half
dollar. and the friend said, enviously:
Where did you get that?'
"I made it, was the answer.
"'How did you make it?'
"'You know that there man that was
working all day with a little hammer
hereabouts. chipping off pieces of rock
and putting them into a leather bag"
Yes
"'Well he asked me to carry his bag
for him to the Newport hotel, and he
gave me 80 cents for the job
well. it was worth it. Must have
been pretty heavy, carryin' all them
rocks four miles
The other boy smiled.
"Do you think carried them rocks
all that way?' he said. No sir.
emptied the bag before startin' and
just filled it again outside the hotel"
George AIDE was talking about some
that had collapsed half finish
ed in Chicago.
They were put up" said Mr.. AIDE.
"by builders of a type too familiar to
US in America
Il once heard of two of these build
ers who. over glass of beer, met and
talked together like this:
Jones. you always have better luck
than me-
- Better luck? How 500
why, how else do you account for
my row of new houses blowing down
in last weeks wind. while yours were
Mt harmed? All were built the same
same woodwork, same mortar every