The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1906-12-21
OXFORD AND VICINITY.

Theodore King is at the present writing con-
fined to his home much under the weather.
Albert Wilson's crop of potatoes amounting to
about 400 bushels, which he had placed in a long
and narrow entry in his pig pen was visited
during a recent cold spell by certain Jack
Frost who, leaving traces of his visit behind,
decreed the tubers to the barn yard.
New York State potatoes are taking the lead in
city markets, being cheaperin price and inferior
in quality than those of own raising, cut-rate
stores do not handle Chester county murphies.
There isn't sufficient margin in them for the cut
tiers. Dealers are still paying 40 cents.
Roland Smith the liveryman had runaway
take place Saturday, just out of the town. Out
side of damaged rubber tire or two the loss was
slight.
A'wel known boarding house keeper asked of
a Market Street fruit dealer if he had any
cucumbers. Yes came the reply. "How
much are theyg' Ten cents apiece" iHow
many have your ''About thee Dozen
"Well I'll take them" Cucumbers were served
at dinner with ice cream for dessert. Mason
and Rogers the undertakes had charge of 10
funerals in one week. Doesn't that look like "a
coincidence.
days in oxford while on tear. Upon his
arrival home he killed a porker. That night he
sat up three quarters of 1t cutting sausage meat
with grinder, the blades of which were so dull
that it took four times as long to do it if the
knives had been sharpened. He said he was too
poor to have it done. oh consistency thou art a
l. jewel.
man whom most everyone knows and who
| we shall name, Mr.. Miller received an invitation
to funeral which he accepted. After dressing
| for the occasion and while standing before a
mirror sizing himself up he remarked to his
wife that he really thought he was good looking
enough to get another wife" He departed for
the s'scene of sorrow and the horse requiring a
shoe he stopped at blacksmith shop tor the
necessary repairs The smith being busy and
Miller having ample time on his hands struck up
the road for tavern wherewith to wet his thirst.
Therein he met three friends and like all like
| occasions there were treats galore. 1t was with
difficulty that he managed to find his way back
| to the "smiths' and upon arriving there his
horse was not quite ready In the shop in front
| of coal pile was pair of wooden horses, such as
carpenters seand Miller needing rest sat there
on. This was about noon. The funeral was at
cone" Darkness was fast covering the earth
before Miller was able to tell the difference be-
| tween a lump of coal and himself. He did not
| care for his wife knowing of his dilemma and
decided to crawl in softly after all were in bed,
which he did. AS the morning sun was peeping
over the hills of Elk township the wiley sat up
in bed and woke hubby. WAS there large
funeral" says she. "Pretty big" "Yon were
drunk last night" Drunk p 'Why yes.
smelt you through and through, crawl out of bed
and look at your self in the glass and see il you
are the same man that was good looking enough
to get another wife" He did as he was told and
such sight. Miller declared that If he had fred
an engine from Oxford to Boston he couldn't
have been any blacker and that he has been
ashamed of himself ever SINCE