Evening journal., 1907-12-05
Personal and Pertinent

An Atlanta clubman has it seems discovered one way
u wardng Off the dire calamity resulting from having
thirteen table
The Georgian likes to give little dinners to which only
the social elect Of Atlanta hidden. At of these
exclusive functions however he had ordered to
be laid for MIR. Perkins Northerner having business
in the Southern city, and with whom the cubman was
extremely desrOus TO cultivate closer relations.
Mr. Perkins little late The rest of the guests
Had arrived when he presented himself at the door.
"Heavens There are thirteen of u.s."
Don't worry, Henry, whispered the host in his
Harper's Weekly
Henry Ward Beecher at one time conducted week
night services at which members of the congregation.
both and women gave testimonies. lady
ber though quite unnspred as speaker took regu-
speech each weei.-took at first fifteen minutes;
but it few minutes with each week, until it tin
ally became serious problem. AT last an informal
council held at which some of the stewards quot
ing precedent from Paul. advised limiting participation
IN the meeting to men, and others asked Mr. Beecher to
take the whoe time himself But he adopted another
PLAN The next week. after sitting through the longest
harangue the takauve lady had yet made he rose and
calmly said Nevertheless. brethren, believe in let
ting the women take part in these meetngs"-Brooklyn
Life.
six years a bitter feud had existed between the
Browns and Robnsons next-door nelghbors The trou-
BILE had originated through the depredauons of Browns
cat had grown fixed affair that neither party
ever dreamed of making up" one day however Brown
his door with peace-malIing for
Mr.. Robinson, which read
'Mr Brown sends his compliments Mr. Robinson.
and begs that his old cat died this morning"
Robnsons written reply bitter:
Mr. Robinson Is sorry to hear of Mr. Browns trou-
bic, but he had not heard that Mrs Brown was ill.,
Tt-Bits.
Miss Dresswe had just returned after spending week
with country friend Imagne her CONSERVATION when
she discovered her previously well stocked wardrobe
Where are all my clothes2 And what in the world is
that black patch the awn? The face of George
exhibited all the well known signs OF conscious righteous
ness, and nc met her gaze unhnchingy Maria he
replied consoinFy, you wrote to that IL wanted
the key of the billiard should find it in the pocket
OF your boloro' Yes, SIR! Well don't know
boero from a hchu a box pait. 1 took all the
the key from the ashes She froze him with stare,
and he is now thawing slowly on the kitchen stove
Argonaut
There is a stalwart negro in a of Alabama whose
naturally fine singing voice is the feature of the local
colored church choir.
On one occasion when the singer was suffering from
protracted illness, Of the deacons called to ascer
tain how the patient "gittn' on"
Hes got awful bad cough Jest now" explained the
singers wife with a most mournfui sigh
well. dats too bad, dats too bad!" exclaimed the
deacon casting about for some means Of consolation.
Then a happy thought struck him.
Come think Of IT," ne added. 1T amt wonder,
VIII date strong he pressin his ungs He's
shore due to have a cough now m then, amt heg--
Harper's Weekly
story is told of Verdi, the famous composer which
shows that he was willing to pay good price for what
A friend who went to call upon him in a small water
ing-place found the composer IN a little room which
he informed his visitor served him for dining room.
sitting and bedroom.
Il have two other which large" he said to
his friend, "but keep articles hired by in them. 1
there nnety-hve barrel organs"
He paused to note his friends surprise. and then
continued;
when I here my tortured by hearing
them play 'Trovatore Iligoletto and similar stun /
hired them from their pay about 500 lire
them. and enjoy my summers undisturbed bv
the sound of my compositions. youths Companion
Sergeant Cpreparng squad for church parade)-Re-
crusi Shuni Those read will follow the
reglashuns. Those can't read Will go through the
quise motions. folowsOne! Extend left and old
ri~'-t
mouth. Threei M'isten thumb right Fouri Turn
hover page!-Punch