The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-02-03
'iaongst PleGs0nt Persons
The Parable ef the pitcher.
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A good many years ago there was quite popuiar story made out of a pitcher that went or was carried to a too. The very often aid not hurt it, but the some more did; u hurt 1t so badly that the pitcher was declared hroken and permanently unnt for use. chances at Anytning are all right if the chancer knows exactly how many to take; for if he knows that, he Is not taking chanees. ''rhe ltttie more and how much 1t is." was not written hero.
 The parable now is about the street cars and the firemen. Ever so many years. ago; though that terrible acci- the memory of man, a street car dld not stop when the fire bell rang out its al- arum. and 1t got in the way of one of the trucks and one good. brave. true man lost his life. Lots stopped when the Ire beil rang--oh. just lots Of unesi and nobody got hurt. Very often they did not stop; 1t was the some more too tha- fna.s the trouble. But # was trouble enough. the bell rang, stopped as if It's trolley had slipped.
 But that was years ago. Lots and lots of tinles since then the cars have
  body was hurt. About half of the cars don't stop at all now. Therc Is a law telling the cars to pause Tn their mad career until the smoke wagons hurt--in . long time. Last night when the hrenien were rushing througn the cold to save property. possibly life. the cars ceased to move at Perry Stree, barely in time to make passage for the trucks, which are in a greater hurry than the cars. whether in spirit or in actual speed tests. At Lawrence S.reai the hrenlen passed a car still in motion
 Have you ever ridden a truck3 In Montgomery it is the source of most danger to a frenan. There are tires where flame and smoke may burn and suffocale. where doors may give way and walls tumble; but the most of the alarms are for quick runs aad shorI where else they are aone with more cslerity, and 1t is but fair to add, the work is done with the same expedi. ton. They are feafsome in the night streets that are not everywhere smooth or level, and tho men, hastily clad. complete tne, donning of their raiment as the wagons sway and perK and turn keep our places in the wild careering
 It has been . long time since any one was hurt because of collision be tween car and fire truck. Let 1t az much longer as the intrepid skili and friendly and careful watchfulness of the nlotermen and conductors VIII aI' low.
 Praise of the PoIyphsnOus Person.
 The Pofyphonous Person with his initiative sQueaker with which ne makes the peculiar noise of almost in town. He is enyied. Even the Pop-Corn Popptng Person is not more prominent. Indeed, one of The Pop corn Popping Persons friends told him fensive alliance with The Polyphonous Person. The Popcorn Persons pop rn-popper and peanut-parcher, 1t was suggested would afford an excellent rendezvous for the imaginary animals that The Poiyphonous Z Person must have in order to advertise himself and his wares; and the advertisement The Polyphonous Person would afford The Pop corn Popping Person is of incal-
 But that is beside the mark, for when the suggestion was made to The popcOr1spopp,ng c0 Psrson s,1 OyTne sd sapeg Sna blew his whistle. and sold bag of hot salted peanuts to a man that already looked as if he could not possibly al- three score and ten years that every body ought to have whether he wants them or not, and bag of pop to little girl who was so white and emaciated that giving her popcorn seemed like sugaring a snowman. It Is beside the mark, then, to talk about @ coalition between the Popular Pop corn-popping Person and The Promi- nent Polyphohous Person.
 Even yesterday, when The Polyphon- ous Person was not seen upon the streets. unless he happened to be s,walking with his family. he was such consummate art! Men who had been brought up to learned professions wished that they had devoted at least the squeaker so nat they could make some persons scrowl, and all the rest of the world laugh like anything. If only they had taken up some useful they were leading. No traipsing about the streets with stick and squeaker. frightening skirts into the air with mice, and almost vulcanizing the rub barrels. for the little dog yelping so piteously. No assembling of small boys to help kick the pigl No glory, no glamor. no brightness in their lives out Of jail or pulling their teeth.
 But. jealous as they were. they &C., corded plenary praise to The Poly phonous Person. whom all have pro- tered by imitation. Scores of small boys are his disciples. Who knows but that his work will live after him? But that twenty years hence when an- other Polyphonous Person is delighting London. Paris, Vienna. Berlin, the world. Father Montgomery may arise in the pride of his old age, and while the sdueaker Is for the moment rever- ently hushed. acclaim. This is my Son!"
 Tfdlngs from Sandy Valley.
 It was so cold Friday morning that 1t frose the music of our frogs-Ex-
 The Pessimistic Person says tt's pity there couldn't have been some open air concerts around HERE yesterday.
 WHAT TO SAY TO-DAY.
 Table Talk for BrOmides During Three
 Meals.
 Breakfast-Is 1t cold enough for you? Well, wonder what Thaw will do now.-This weather is certainly brac- ing after you get used to it.-The papers never have anything in them Monday morning.
 Luncheon-I suppose Thaw will