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Show TOM FIDDLER'S COLUMN. Fivk yea us ago on Sunday (Feb. Sj occurred the death of Gen. Hancock. "O Loup! how you made me jump!" as the grasshopper remarked when he was first created. It is said that ,"t.0'.f) divorces have been granted in the State of Illinois during the pat-terity-years. Oxe sour of people oidv learn in the school of experience. They are restless and never let well enough alone. Adam and live had the earth at one time. Their experience should be a! warning to the people who want it to-day. j TilEiiE is a church in Baltimore 100 J years old and every member is a democrat. demo-crat. All things and everybody live to ripe old ages w hen they are democrats. Oitice Boy (.'ol. Jaystack loft a jug of Mountain Dew this morning. Fpitor or . Boomei:axg Echo "All right Johnny, put the. 'This is my busy day1 on my private ofilce door.1' A Kansas victim writes the following follow-ing to his friends back east: "This is, indeed, a wonderful country. Every hamlet is a tow n. every town a city, every farm a ranch, every barnyard a corral, every mound a mountain and evi ry man a liar."" Tiuc AFFAius of a newspaper can scarcely go amiss, except by foolhardy carelessness or willful neglect. There arc so many watchful guardians and such infallible guides tint an editor is never at a loss for an advisor. In other words, there are so many people who never tried it who know just how tomn,llr- - rji. A Pnovo Bench gin mvnFtrnrr: "teller1" to supper so she could show him her ski! as a biscuit maker,butshe made the mistake of putting sulphur in her bread instead of baking powder, and the color, taste and smell of the biscuits suggested one word, and he used that as he spat the stuff out of his mouth. Engagement broken. I have just heard of a good joko that two of our young ladies played on a young bachelor one night last week. They knocked at his door at about 11 o'clock p. m. He put his head out of the second story w indow and wanted to know what w as up. "One of your windows is wide open.1 " What or.er" exclaimed the startled y. b. "The one you are looking oat of," was the answer, an-swer, and the young ladies went away laughing. |