The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1906-01-04
BY THE WAY
The Good Old Annie Time.

days
When hearts we're silly and free,
We told our fortunes with apple seeds
That grew on a Seeding tree.
Round the blazing hearth of a win
ter's night,
With comrade merry and gay,
AS the wind roared loud up the chin
ney's throat,
We chartered the hours away.
And with rhyme, and tale, and a
merry jest
We passed the laughter about,
I'LL the old corn pepper and sack OF
corn
From the cellar way" came out.
And up from the cellars crowded
bins
We're the apple bowls piled high,
Then one an apple would peel so thin,
While the jeering crowd stood by.
"Three twrls round your head and
away it goes,
Your sweetheart s initial to spell"
For apples were witches with rosy
cheeks
And fellows secrets might tell.
"Name for your sweetheart, and wish
wish
And count the seeds they enfold."
All many fortune grave or gay
Have the little black apple seeds
told.
Count, "One, love and two love
And three love say,
Four | love with all my heart
And five cast away.
Six. he loves seven, she loves;
Eight, they both love,
Nine, he comes ten, he tarries
Eleven, he courts, and twelve, he
maIries.
All, days of laughter and days of
youth,
What romance the old time yields,
But Spencer has stolen our seeds
away,
o, Burbank, leave us our peels.
-Maude Meridith.
A lady who contempla es rem odel-
ing her hone atIoes the river was
heard to remark that she was "going
to build a condition to her residence
so she could ascertain her friends
with more hostility" She also was
"golng to have purgatory on top of
the house and memorandum lit up
with indecent lights for them to lem
onade in. "
New York spends $l,0O0,000 day
for drink, accol ding to the Rev. Mad
ison G. Peters, of Ephiphany Baptist
church. He gave his congregation
some figures on the subject today, says
New York dispatch.
New York's annual liquor bill is
1866, 0G0, 600.
This is more than the incomes from
the tariff.
Four times the annual gold output.
Six time the yearly silver produc-
tion.
One-third the value of all coal min
ed in year.
In some sections of New York there
is one saloon to every 30 families.
The money spent here in 10 years
for liquor would buy every working
man home in the suburbs.
New York's annual drink bill will
buy: $4,000, 600 barrels of fio1r; $780,
900 wagon loads Of wheat. 1t would
take 80 persons year to count the
money in 81 notes.
There are 240, 900 liquor dealers in
the United States.
"Men who wear glasses are not at
tractive to women" said the come
dian, Joseph Coyne, in Washington
club.
"The fact was forcibly brought
home to me on railway journey re-
Gently.
"The drawing room of tho car |
was riding in was occupied by bride
aud groom -she very pretty, he ugly
and weak eyed, but millionaire.
-"From where | sat it was possible
to overhear a good deal that went on
in the drawing room. This is one OF
the things overheard:
'Oh George, phy do you make
faces at me like thatY'
al can't help it, darling. My
glasses are falling off, and ! don't
want to let go of your hands. ~
Denver Times.
Hawaiian servants, said a woman
with some experience of them to q
writer in Modern Society, "are the
best in the world, hut they are
strangely unsophisticated, strangely
naive, They insist on calling you
by your first name, Ours was always
saying to my husband, " Yes, John,
or AN right, John, and 10 me,
Very we'll, Ann, or Ann, | am 60
ing out At last | got tired of this,
and to John, when we got a new cook,
! said: Don't ever call me by my
first name in the new cooks presence.
Then, perhaps, not knowing my name,
he'll have to say Mrs. to me-. So
John was very careful always to ad.
dress me as 'Dearie' or Sweetheart,
but the new cook, watchful chap,
gave me no title at all.
zone day we had some company,
some English officers. told them
how ! bad overcome In my new cooks
case, the native servants horrible
abuse of their employers Christian
names, and | said: BY this servant,
at least, you won't hear me called
Ann Just then the new cook enter
ed the room. He bowed to me re-
speetfully and said:
Sweetheart, dinner Is ready
What 4 | stammered.
Dinner is served, dearie!' an
swered the new cook. e"