New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-04-11
AS | WAS SAYING

As Henry Ward Beecher said. it is the test OK
every good institution that it digs its own grave
but when it comes to celebrating the centenary OF
the stovepipe hat by burying that ornament twenty
feet deep it is clear that Mr. Il. nothing NJ
for publication. it was i'm stovepipe hat that the
grateful bantam Of legend laid the egg that hatched
the epigram Thus did the Henry Ward Beecher.
This should be enough to insure its immortality.
Save Niagara If Won like. but first the stove
pine hat which adds to its historical associations and
its lustrous splendor the merit of utility N1hou'
the stoveppe hat and the professor with his sleeves
rolled up how are We To obtain our supply Of live
rabbits?
Professor Henry sedel CanDy. OF Yale has been
molrnfuy declaring that whenever college boy
berays the slightest tincure OF admiration for the
personality and ideas Of professor the lads father
is simply beside himself with anxiety. Too bad. for
such terrors are really quite groundless. When
last we saw Professors - and -- playing poker
il was not for money hut merely to determine which
Of them should conduct chapel exercises next morn
ing
We had thought If England for the summer. but
prudence suggests the Balkans.
The aggrievcd postmaster at Port Monmouth.
y j. complains that the burglars not only dyna-
rnited his safe but deyourcd his pie While OF
course sad this nevertheless contributes !is share
of suggesti,eness 10 the New Penolog' Fix that
pie
Question u.s. How much longer are churches 10
cumber the ground ia New York city We admire
churches in their place and shall be happy To- sho"
il 10 them For reasons both economic and aesthetic
il is not on the ground. one little church. closed
most Of the while precludcs nfy-odd stories ~ I-
valuable Office space And what architect. choosing
sites FOR churches would hide them in the chasms
and abysmal pits they now occupy: The new way
is much better When the nave is completed inc
cathedral on top of the Woolworth Building viii be
pretty nearly the noblest Gothic fame In all Chrsten-
dom and without rival for situation
An. If the world bui. realized what dcpr,auons
the troops are called upon to endure AT Buffalo
though some notion Of Il may be gained through
study Of the following dialogue
Sentinel Jones. sepulchrally levellng his rife IN
the darkness: "Who goes there"
Intruder trembling in every limb. "Re-p-p-porier'
-d-don't shoot"
Sentinel. choking with emotion: THANK heaven
Wh-whats the score
We all talk about the weather" said Mark Twain.
but nothing is done and here is Brother Martin
half implying that ultimately we shall be warranted
i'm taking the offender in hand. Considering the ex-
tensiye meteorological hob mat lateS pieNalleu III
the West this appears wise step. though the task
Of delivering weather to tickle and yarlegfated pop
uIace is not one that appeals to us. Personally We
would rather write tariff schedules or umpire base
BAH game at S. Lucifers Academy
our wicked poet has not only neglected the Flower
show but committed gratuitous onslaught upon
Nova Scotia with apologies 10 that friendly Power.
we punish him by printing the eflusion:
I never saw a bright blue
I never hope 10 one.
But | have "A bright Bue-Nose,
And gosh. I'd hate to be one X. l.. H.