New-York tribune., 1908-08-19
THE TALK OF THE DAY.

An anecdote is told Of Chief Justice John Mar
shall. Returning afternoon from his farm
near Richmond. Va. to his home in that city,
| hub of his wheel caught a small sapling grow
ing by the roadside. After striving unsuccessfuy
for some moments to extricate the wheel he heard
the sound OF an axe in the woods and saw negro
man approaching. Jailing him, he said "If YOU
will get that cut down this tree III
give you a dollar" II C'n git yer by 'thout no
axe ef dats all yer want" Yes that's all" said
the judge. The simply backed the horse until
the wheel was clear of the sapling. and then
brought the vehicle safely it. You don't
charge dollar for that, you7 asked the aston
| ished chief justice. No, massa; but it's wuf a
dollar to larn folks sense" The darky got
his dollar without further questioning
Doctor said the shrewd-looking man. "how
That rather a queer question, replied the doc
tor. Why do you wish to know"
We'll you see one of the guests at my hotel used
proper bill to his executors Philadelphia Press
A story. told by the late Ira d. sankey on him
self, and published in THE Boston Herald In 1s9.
has been revived since the evangest's death One
day in Geneva he entered music box shop and
asked to music boxes. The salesman
graoously showed him a number but none
what he wanted.
Have you that play sacred musc?" he
asked
WHY answered the salesman. we have some
that play a kind halfway sacred music"
''What?' inquired Mr. Sankey.
"Oh, these Moody and Sankey hymns: I can't
imagine what the people see in them. but we sell
thousands of the boxes that play them. We have
enormous orders for these boxes" continued the
salesman. from every part of Europe" and then
he added, apoogetcally, its matter Of business
you know, with us"
THE OLD FIFTH AVENUE HOTEL
With every stone from out thy walls
Some cherished gem of memory falls
Ard some sweet voice, long silent, calls.
Adown thy halls of red and white
Shine faces fair. with eyes alight,
Long vanished into yester-night.
Was ever inn SO loved beforel
Home seemed large writ above thy door.
And glad was he who paid thy score.
cfood-by old tavern. On thy site
May rise some pile made rich and bright
With marble and with malachite.
But thousands still shall pass the spot
And with dim eyes, where thou art not,
See thy gray ghost there unforgot.
Kate Upson Clark, in The Brooklyn Eagle
A Lancashire lad says Tit Bits Joined the
army and soon after his arrival at headquarters
got into trouble. Accordingly. he had TO face his
commanding officer next morning.
The usual preliminaries were gone through when
contrary to orderly room etiquette the recruit
began to defend himself.
"Silencen roared the adjutant
Thou shut up" said the prisoner. I'm not
speaking thee I'm talking to the old chap in
the chair
Efie the little daughter OF a clergyman pranced
into her fathers study evening while the rev.
erend gentleman preparing long sermon
the following Sunday. She looked euriousIy at
the manuscript for e moment and then turned to
Papa" she besan. seriously, does God teG you
what TO writer
Certainly, dearie" replsd the clergyman.
Then why do you scratch so much of it otit?''
asked Efie.-Harper's Weekly.
Australia, the land OF oddities animal. vegetable
and mineral has few more curious creatures than
the giant cranes-often five and six feet in height
with beautiful blue-gray plumage-which are called
native companions These huge birds mate for life
and, as mates, singularly and touchngly de-
voted to enc another Among their practices. that
of dancing together is the most remarkable. To
and fro and up and down. beneath scraggy tree
near creek water hole. pair or these curious
birds may be seen in the hour OF dawn footing IL
gravely in sort OF grotesque minuet.
'If you want to be comfortable and prosperous
said the who takes friendly interest in every
body. should bed with The chickens
Deed. boss answered Mr.. Rastus T'nkiey ''n
dis tired kim o. weather dem chickens don
go 10 he'd early nun to suit me. Washington