The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1906-11-22
them with his finger. But when he


told Eve that circumstances over which
he had no control made it necessary
that they move into another county,
she rose up and took command of
things, and said to him, Look here,
Adam, you don't suppose that I'm 60
lug into a strange place with nothing to
wear do you?" and that remark-you
have heard of immortal words, haven't
you?-well, those immortal words OF
Ewes have been repeated by every wife
since then, present company of course
excepted. IT it had been the other way,
if Adam had offered the apple to Eve
she would Lave said that she didn't care
for apples, that they always set her
teeth on edge, and the result would
have been that we should now all be
sitting around dressed alike, with moth
ING to do, and it wouldn't make snaps
difference to US whether steel common
was up or down. Up to that time they
were satisfied and happy, and had bet
ter let we'll enough alone. A man came
into my Office the otler day and wanted
to exchange typeWTiting machines with
me. | told him | liked mine, it gave
GOOD satisfaction, and | didn't care to
change. But" said he, 'fyou want the
best there is, and mine is the best.
'sYoung man. said |, 81 am older than
you are, and | have learned one or
two things, and one is, that whenever
| am perfectly sati fled and try to i'm
prove on it | invariably make fool OF
myself" | think described what kind
of a fool made of myself; but as there
are ladies present, | will not go into
particulars here. At any rate, my Ian
guage so impressed him that he left
the office Immediately. Sometimes Ian
guage should be like good coffee, strong
enough to hold up an egg.
| referred to the President moment
ago, which reminds me of his advocacy
of that new kind of spelling. which diff
fers from the ordinary dictionary brand
as if it were something new. Why, it
he will look over my old letters. it he
has kept them, he will be d e-l-i-g h-t-e-d
with Webster, but | never Dragged
about it. But it was Portland man
who wore the diamond belt for spelling.
He was grocer, and he ordered stock
of coffee, and spelled the word k-a-u
pity. Up to the present day, that
word stands in class by itself. Prob
ably no one ever had worse spell than
he, and lived There is a word OF six
letters, and not a correct one in 1t. Ii
the President or Andrew Carnegie can
beat that, it is up to them to do it.
For one reason am glad to be away
from Maine at this time, as nearly every
body is armed with some kind of a
deadly weapon, for it is the open Sea
SON. with us. Not open in the Prohl-
bition sense, but as regards the game
laws, You can now shoot anything;
peer moose, your neighbor's hens, par,
tridges, craps, guides, men, women and
children. The price for killing man
has advanced a tritie, and it now costs
the same to shoot man during the
"Open Season. as it does a moose in
the CLOSED Season." One thousand
dollars pays the bill, either way. You
can take your choice. Under this be-
nificent law many good people are set
thing old accounts themselves instead
of taking them into court.
A gentleman Informed me the other
day that if | would take large map of
Maine and one of Cuba and examine
the coast line carefully, l would see
that the two would fit together perfect
ly, showing that at some time Cuba
was a part Of Maine and had broken OFT
and drifted away to where 1T now IS: l
have heard some mean things said OF
Maine, but never anything as bad as
this. Not having heard of this geo
graphical accident, probably l was out
of the State when it happened
didn't dispute the gentleman's state
ment, but made up my mind that it it
was true Cuba seeded to get rid OF our
prohibitory law. / know that at the
last election the State nearly split IN
two. and l only hope if another piece
breaks off shall be on that piece until
our present laws are changed. When
you are living under a prohibitory law
so strict that you have to lock the
church doors when the communion SER
vice is going OH to prevent a liquor
seizure, it is time something was done.
I saw in a paper last week that farm
er had lately been given a Jail sentence,
and for what? Beating his grand
mother? No. Sitting down on his
Wife's shirt waist that she had just
starched and ironed? No, but for sell
ing three glasses of cider! Isn't that
style of law a bit strenuous? A year
AGO Gov. Cobb, a better man than
whom l don't know, before this society,
either said or didn't say that the varl-
GUS liquor laws on Names statute
books had done more evil than the
LIQUOR itself. If he did say this. he
stated the truth, in my opinion. ana !!