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Show Priors, So itn es Fane 5 SR pe RRL RNS RT get \. NMousic BJOKER. -| Dealers. Fy 1 i i le Orcans, 225,000 | Ss} ) (Coe) | Weper ) AND KNABE em in use i &=. COALTER & 748. Main PIANOS. ail SNELGROVE, St., Salt Lake City, Utah. (ep DR.G.H. KEYSOR, | TS a ye Y Bin ly RE . UGA e Uf j: RIVA 5 \ We . / a ‘fis. Through many an evening, while my spirit gains, Amid the populous city’s ebb and flow, A keener sense of solitude than they know Who dwell on desolate hills or houseiess plains, [ roam eh vs long streets Sometimes kicks Sa Bol when in a there trade is a A. L. WILLIAMS, light. “Do D. & B. G. Pleasant Valley you enjoy Why, yes; doesn’t?” Anthracite, Blacksmith and Charcoal, to good be health: sure; 699 who This is a funny old world, anyhow, but it is very hard to realize Slabs and Pig Iron. it when you. are reading the:comic Office, 143 Main Street, “Red Front.” papers. TELEPHONE NO. 179. Mr. Dana is said to have been the author of the popular song renever came.” —Newark Journal. PROVO Apropos of a recent Lumber, Manufacturing in Lumber, Lath, Shingles, Doors, | Windows, Blinds and Mouldings. Slat Fence and all kinds of Building Material. All Goods Sold at Salt Lake Prices. W. R. H. PAXMAN, Supt. Senatorial 129 S. Main SALL EAI Street, CL7ry, UPA. Price List: Teeth Extracted, 50c, Teeth Filled in all styles, from 50c. Full Set Artificial Teeth, $15.00 to $18.00. HENRY F. CLARK, THE TAILOR, 29 E. First South Street. (2.) The size of the protective tariff is due to the war. lLrgo: with my husband. Sesette Madame! Is this true?’ (indignantly): ‘Non, Ket ees ‘not true. It A Matter of Business.—Clerk (to landlord): “Young Mr. Spriggins and old Tombay have had a quarrel, and both threaten to leave Groceries, Provisions, the house unless does.” Landlord: the other one ‘Which is the Poultry, Fish, Game and Fresh Oysters in Season. better customer?” Clerk : “About 53 BE. Second South St., SALT LAKE the same, sir.” old Tombay likely Opp. the old place. Telephone No. 68. CITY. FRED G. LYNGBERG. ST RIPEN from. so instinct with the passion of possession, came to him that he knew at once something important had occurred. Looking through the aisles of the wood he saw Mickey lying upon the trunk of a big tree which projected out over the stream. In order to maintain his position he had to hang on with one hand and with the other he held his rod. Again he cried in agitated tones: ‘Golly, dad, my dobber’s under.” ‘Pull up, sonny! Pull up!” Mickey did pull up, and dangling from the end of his line was a brook bass about five inches long. But Mickey was in such a position that he could not land his fish. and perspired and managed to lift the fish just so far out of the water that its tail touched the swirling current. The picture was such a pleasing one to Mi¢key’s father the foliage and for at least two to the rescue. bank and held that he stood hidden by watched his boy’s dilemma minutes before he went Then he slid down the Mickey so that he could land the fish himself, which was. accomplished in a very careful manner for fear that it might escape. But upon the grass and gasped ye hav’ element there was no when for touch mained securely for five hours. What a day that was! crammed upon the showed a Mickey had floor, liking and the for tame crickets crow which it never before had.exhibited. The worms roved to be of the night walker order. caught them by the aid of a cork out of the bottle, and flew lantern as they crawled through the grass of Stuthpy field the pr-mious evening. The bumbiebee escaped wuen little Mike took the away, to. the Mr. Finn: “Ye clover Ueld may as well near by... pull up one bane poles in the yard an’ fasten Said o’ thim yer line to it, an’ so ye’il be ready for th’ mornin’, be startin’ again th’ toime th’ sun is up.” Harly next morning, while yet the grass was diamonded with dew, little Mike and his father started up the Old Point road. wlickey was heavily freighted. He car. ried on one arm a large market basket, ous bottles, containing bait, both solid and liquid. The latter was for his father’s exclusive use. One of the cigar boxes in trousers In the joy shone pity in it re- heart; only a look of triumph in only an itching of the fingers could clasp his prize. For fear fish might get away Mickey put his pocket, afternoon, down upon where .when the meadow full of the sun with its fervent heat, Mickey made several excursions after grasshoppers, for he found that the fish refused to take worms, and his grubs had long since been exhausted. Mr. Finn did not fish himself, but sat upon the bank of the stream smoking his pipe and contemplating the beauties of nature. He also gave expression during the day to several philosophic reflections, such as, ‘‘Musha, if I had all th’ ground I could see wid me two eyes, divil a shovel would I handle, an’ we'd kape a cow!” Just as the twilight was coming on little Mike landed an eel as large asa lead pencil. He insisted on taking it home in spite of his father’s protests. When they left the stream the total catch for the day amounted to one five inch brook bass, one small eel and a little mud turtle, which Mickey intended to add to his menagerie. He said he had hopes of ‘‘Tachin’ th’ mud turkle to do thricks.” When they arrived at home the brook bass was taken from Mickey’s pocket. The scales were baked upon it. But under his mother’s skillful direction, and with the help of his father’s old razor, the scales were removed from the fish When the brook was reached the sun had gained its meridian, but its rays could not penetrate the dense foliage on ths banks overlooking the water. In these cool pools swam sunfish with golden scales, and brook bass which resembled bars of burnished silver as they flashed their gleaming sides in the sunlight. Mickey was so eager to drop the line in may to Landlord: he must go. die any keep Spriggins —EHpoch. day, for “Tell He is and we years.” up the stream. ped almost opposite where worm for a distance forward and of one foot, then smelt Mrs. of the it bait. There was a moment of intense suspense, and Mickey’s pole shook as though it had Finn replied that she had not, and her motherly soul yearned over boy tears his as she saw Then a thought the suddenly in came Mr. Dana’s eyes have never been-strong, and he can see much better in this corner near the window the room. go to the The into the than in the big desk corner. is too A large middle of large to portrait of Marshall O. Roberts hangs above the table. There are alsoin the sanctum an engraving of Abraham Lincoln, a picture of Judge Samuel Blatchford, a medallion of Ben Butler and a fine photograph of Horace Greeley. It is said that this photograph was ‘‘stolen,” or, in other words, that the camera was trained upon Mr. Greeley in an unguarded moment. At any rate, it represents him in an attitude of deep abstraction, with his overcoat collar turned inward. There is a veined white marble mantelpiece in the room which is loaded with bric-a-brac, including some curious old candlesticks. There are also three chairs, a lounge and another table. Mr. Dana receives callers pleasantly, if he receives them at all. Probably he is no more inaccessible than other men in his position. Certainly a vast and incongruous multitude come to see him in the course of a year.—New York Letter. An Interesting Questien. I have noticed that there is a difference in the bearing of people in general in the different seasons of the year. There are men who walk erectly and who hold their heads high in the winter. Take these same men in the summer, and very perceptible droop to their and an inclination of the there is a shoulders head forward. In the winter this defect in their carriage will have been remedied, and they will walk as straight as ever. I have studied the matter with much interest, but whether it is due to a general loss of‘ stamina from the system, by reason of the heat, or whether it is a natural instinct of the man to protect himself, his face and eyes, by leaning forward, I have not determined. It may be due to both causes, or may not be causes at all. At the least it is an interesting question.—William ‘McNamee in Globe-Democrat. A Professional Opinion. . Young Mother (whose baby has been weighe by the butcher)—And how much does the little fellow weigh, Mr. Bull- | winkle? Butcher—Twenty pounds, mum. Young Mother—Isn’t he a_ splendid specimen? Butcher (dubiously)—Well, from my pint of view, mum, he runs too much to suet.—New. York World. A “Spo tsmanlike”’ Scarecrow. A mechanical vented. scarecrow has been in- The new invention represents a man of ‘‘sportsmanlike’ appearance standing with a gun in hand ready to fire at the first intruder. The arm holding the gun is made to move by clockwork, whieh is inclosed in a strong iron box at its feet, and at 2 proper elevation it fires a shot louder than an ordinary gun, After the report the arm lowers. The mechanism can be regulated et the ovwner’s please — ure by a reytletor like a clock, and only requires to be wouud up onco a day.— Publie Opizior. Cheating “Dis isde 2 Poor Machine, kine er thing I welgbs my friends wid. Lemme cho’ yo’,” and going inside efter the crowd had dispersed he stepped up on the scales and dropped the nickel in the slot, holding on to the string, Instantly the hand flew around to the 140 pound mark, and, looking up, the porter said: ‘‘WutItell you? Ain’t it so?’ Then he pulled the thread and out came the nickel. Winding, it un, he replaced it in a box in his pantaloons pocket and walked off, chuckling to himself: ‘‘Dis nigger wuz bo'n great.’’—Cavannelh News, oN eyes. Mrs. Finn. Leading her son to the door she peinted with the index finger of her right hand to the billy goat, who was quietly assimilating the outside an imitation of a tomato tomato from can. Leaning over her boy she whispered in his ear: ‘Me darlint, if yell git th’ ax an split open that billy ye’ll find your little Ha inside iv him. Th’ baste!”—Hvening un. It stop- the boy stood, lazily fanning its dorsal and ventral fins. Said Mickey, with parted lips and bated breath: ‘*‘Keep still, dad! Wait till you see me haul ’im out!” Slowly the hook sank beneath the surface, and the worm in all its squirming, juicy plumpness rested on the sand before the nose of the trout. The two held their breath and awaited developments. The trout slowly backed away from the moved fish. Mr. Dana leaves his nice large desk and sits at the little round table, but as a matter of fact it is a simple question of light. native of them on the table they presented quite a formidable array. The crickets were confined in a cigar box, and when he lifted the lid to permit his father to have a glance at the bait, the crickets jumped it it lay its Mickey’s his eyes, until he that the out He ERNST came enough of bait t’ catch all th’ fish in Jacob’s Valley Bring all them things in here till we have a look at thim.” When Mickey had brought all his bottles and boxes into the kitchen and placed came swimming An Explanation.—Mrs. New Lucre: ‘“Susette,afriend of mine informs me that, on last Wednesday evening, about eight o’clock, she met you walking in the park o clock.— Life. FRED G. LYNGBERG, Propr. as The prosperity of the country is the water that he could scarcely put a due to the war. Let us have more worm on his hook. At last the tackle was all ready, when a six inch trout, lookwars by all means.— Puck. ing almost translucent in the clear water, vas on Jursday evening, about ten flalifornia Fruit Store, cockroaches he would rather have a glass of root beer any time. A Logical Conclusion.—(1),The SURGEON DENTIST, * sound upon the washstand in the back yard. After the head had been removed and the deemed necessary for fishing in a country tail cut off. very little of the fish reA Japanese story writer has just brook. mained. But Mrs. Finn said she didn’t After leaving the Old Point road the finished a novel in ninety volumes. way led down a little lane where a brown care for fish, and so she prepared the frying pan to receive what was left of the If a Japanese messenger boy ever thrush sang a solo in a tree: and a golden brook bass for her soz. oriole flitted across the lane and uttered In the meantime the billy goat had been gets hold of that story, the com- liquid notes. Under the tree where the wandering around the back yard in an inpany might as well get a new boy. .oriole sang in a field filled with cocks of quisitive way. As this animal had never new mown hay there bubbled a little shown any desire for fish, Mickey paid —Somerville Journal. spring. The water came up through the ‘no attention to the goat. The fish lay sand at the bottom of the spring and: upon a plate near to the kitchen door, shifted it like drops of quicksilver. Lyanil little Mike stepped inside to get some A little city boy, who had just ing down at full length the fishermen put galt with which to sprinkle the toothreturned from his first visit on a their mouths down to this living spring some delicacy. When he came out with and drank deep draughts. "T'was nature’s the salt cellar in his hand the fish was farm, gave this description of but- own champagne. There was life in the gone. The plate remained, however, and ter-making: ‘‘You just ought to water. Thesun had kissed the: spring little Mike looked under the bench and and the sweet scent of hay stole into it. see how auntie makes butter with Somehow Mickey didn’t appreciate the peered around the corner of the shanty. Then he went inside and asked his a barrel and a broom stick!’—Hx- water as much as his father did. He said mother if she had seen anything of the prosperity of the country is due to the size of its protective tariff. D. G. Spiess, two which contained two cigar boxes and vari- change. CILEY; UTAE. an’ black as coal an’ as big as your thumb, an’ a bumble bee—shure I pulled out his episode, a newspaper says: “Chan- was filled with a varied assortment of fishtackle, including a number of rusty dler sits‘ on Coke.” Chandler ing screws for sinkers, codfish hooks stuck must have been hauled over the into a cork, an old chalk line, five soda water bottle corks and a number of other coals, if this be true.—Puck. ‘articles which the boy in his ignorance And Building Co. and Retail Dealers an’ sivin crickets fur we'll ferring to “the letter which PROVO in a bottle, an’ stinger with th’ tweezers’’—— ‘Ah, hoult on, sonny. Faix Noah and his family illuminated their grand saloon jwith an ark AGENT FOR) and to If aship arrives in port a second late they dock it. and Opera House. Wire man nothing (Juestion ’— The “Woman ‘What did she have on?” No. 64 W. Second South St., bet. Tribune Combination grasshoppers the had not gone twenty feet, however, before a cry so jubilant, so full of triumph, And so he hugged the tree and palpitated ‘‘Mickey, hav’ ye’ th’ wurrums?” said Mr. Finn. ‘T hav’ a tomaty can full of wurrums boot. Painless extraction of Teeth by the use of vitalized air. Artificial Teeth, $10 to $15 per set! Wholesale dimness tin grubs that I found in a rottin’ boord, Wye Coke, Wood, dubious ppmS an’ four big Te where MICKEY FINY’S BASS. MINS YW rm aveensilll Cenk NO PLACE LIKE Ho Dy piace where WINDOWS. reigns, Where bright inscrutable windows calmly glow, And with mysterious pleasure, as I go, Shape wierd conjecture from the illumined panes! In yonder room two amorous hearts may thrill; Some fiery quarrel here may grow apace; There may some vigilant mother, pale and still, ' Bend in deep agony o’er a wasted face; And here a murd’ress by some bed may spill The deadly colorless drop that leaves no trace. —Edgar Fawcett. RT Esty Box D. EAE Salt Lake WEEKLY. Editor Dana in His Office. The editor’s work day begins about 11 o'clock. His routine does not differ greatly from that of any other New York editor-in-chief, except that thing is printed there which he does not first carefully read. He is also a careful reader of newspapers, and he clips a great deal of the miscellany that is used in the Sun. He does not write much with his pen, but dictates editorials to his steno- grapher. Although he does not leave the office before 5 o'clock, he is not now a hard worker. He is systematic and accomplishes a great deal, but it is nota the palsy. Then the trout darted like a beam of sunshine into a shadowy place beneath the bank. Mickey’s disappointment was great, but he choked it down, and said with almost a sob in his voice: ‘Dad, I almost had ’im!” “Yes,” replied his father; ‘‘but you floor. One enters it after passing across one corner of the ‘‘city room”—where reporters and didn’t have any salt on his tail that time, ence of ‘‘the chief,” ‘‘erind.” west His workshop corner is on the north- of the building, on the third editors are EseTTeRTTITY he has, per- haps, a more close supervision of his editorial page. It is very seldom that any- assembled ina rather miscellaneous manner — thence through the library, and so into the presas the boys call him. me lad; thry agin.” His room is not large and certainly not Then Mickey’s father lay down upon the luxurious. Aside from its occupant, the grass on the banks of the stream and went first thing which will attract the visitor’s to sleep. He had just entered the bor- notice is the famous owl, which perches ders of dreamland when he was awakened upon a high revolving book case fecing by a shout which echoed like a fire alarm | the door. Hon. Thomas C. Acton is the in the valley. He sat up and listened. owner of the owl. In the middle Again he heard the shout and distin- of the room is a large desk, and guished these words: in one corner is a small round table “Dad, I got a bite!” where Mr.. Dana sits. It is regarded Mickey’s father plunged into the underas an evidence of the eccentricity, which brush and forcéd his way through the people are bound to credit him with. that overhanging branches of the trees tn the The Standard Piano Of the. World. D. 0. CALD Western Agent. 45 & 47 w. First South SALT LAKE St., CITY. JAS. M. EARDLEY, Lumber Dealer 340 S. First Hast Street, half block north of 8th Ward Square. OTB. Se CITY GOALTER & SNELGROVE, The WESTERN PER THE |