Life — January 16, 1902 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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Owe of tae charms of life in the country ts Its moderation and freedom from hurry and excitement, It ts possible, however, to have too much of @ good thing, as an incident which happened recently in a New England farming district indicates, Farmer Allen had gone up {nto his attic toget a spinning- wheel for the tableaux which the summer boarders were to produce In the town hall, Like most country attics, 1t was packed with relica of several generations, bat the thing which at once attracted the attention of the clty girl who accompanted the farmer was @ gravestone, tacked away under the eaves. “Why, there's & gravestone 1" she sald. “Yes. ‘The farmer dragged {t out and turned tts face to the Ught. The Inscription on it read : Sacred to the Memory of Henry ¥. Allen, Born 1850 Died 1856. “Yes; that's Henry's stone — he was my youngest boy.” “But why—" began the young woman, “Why aln’t Lever set it up? There was a slight pause, Farmer Allen was returning the stone to {ts place under the eaves. “Well, I've always meant to,"* he continued, mildly, “but Latn't never got round to It."— Youth's Companion, Many amusing storles have been told of the inquisitive- ness of Wu Ting Fang, the Chinese Minister at Washington. Ills running fire of interrogation, though at times exceedingly embarrassing, bas been known to result bapplly for the victim, as the following story indicates : “Mr. Wu was « guest at a large gathering, and In the course of the evening was Introduced to oue of the débutantes of the season, # modest and charming little matden of nine- teen. The diplomat immediately took an tnterestiu her past, present, and future, and, after Inquiring as to ber age, asked “+ And you're not yet married ? Why aren't you? Wouldn't you like to be?* “The girl blushingly replied that she bad no objection to wedded life, but that nobody had yet offered himself as a life partner, She thought that satisfied Mr. Wa, who harried Away, but not so. A little while later the popular Mintster reappeared, accompanted by a young naval officer, lately out of the Academy, whom he Introduced something after this fashion : Miss Washington, let me present Mr. Turret. He's not married elther, and he wants to be, for he has Just told me so. You'd make a fine young couple, just sulted to each other. 1 hope you'll be happy,’and with that the representa- tive of the Celestial Empire withdrew, leaving an embryo admiral and possibly a future soctety leader blushing crimson and speechless with embarrassment. “The best part of the story 1s that within half a year Wu's matchmaking bore frult, and the young people were married."* —New York Tribune. ‘Tus revivalist, “Sam Jones, was once taking women to task for spending more time in prinking than in praying. “If there's a woman here,” he screamed, ually, * who prays more than she prinks, let her stand up."* One poor, old, faded spectmen of femininity, in wy sorrtest, shabblest of clothes, arose, “You spend more time praying than prinking f" asker the preacher, taking her all in, The poor old creature said she did—prayed all the time Prinked not at all. You go straight home," admonished Jones, “and pu Uttle time on your prinking."—Argonaut. Two young men sat through the firstact at a local theatre then adjourned toa neighboring tavern for refreshment. Toy acting was bad, and would have excused the use of stims lants by any but the players, When about to re-enter the building, only one could produce his return check. “It's all right,” sald he of the check, airtly. member him ; he's with me.* “Yes,” answered the gatekeeper, more doubtful thi: polite, “but he may have given his check to some otbe person.” “But he didn’t,” was the convincing reply. stranger here and hasn’t an enemy in the city,” The gate opened wide.—Hoston Record. Wax Bishop Potter was asked, the other day, what t¢ thought of woman sutfrage, he made the diplomatic reply “My dear madam, I have gotten away beyond that am trying to make. the best terms with the sex that Ic obtain,” This brings to mind the mot of Willlam M. Evarts wh asked by a lady If he did not think that woman was the L Judge of woman. 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