Part 40 (1/2)
It so happened upon a ti white hat and cravat, and with his ministerial cast of countenance well in evidence, sauntered up to the gate of the Girard institution and was about to enter He was instantly stopped by the keeper, who bluntly told him that he could not enter
”What the hell is the reason I can't?” deized the astonished gate-keeper, _”walk right in, sir; you can”_
PATRIOTIC TO THE CORE
Judge Allen of southern Illinois, a leadinga recent address to the old settlers of McLean County related an incident of early days on the Wabash
Population was sparse, and the common school was yet far in the future The teacher who could read, write, and ”cipher” to the ”single rule of three” ell equipped for his noble calling
Lamentable failures upon the part of aspirants to attain even the modest standard indicated, were by no means of rare occurrence
Back in the thirties, an individual of by no e Allen's father, the Magistrate, Ruling Elder, and _ex-officio_ school director for his precinct, and asked perated as to what branches he could teach, the three R's--readin', 'ritin', and 'rithmetic--were, with apparent confidence, at once put in norammar?” was the next inquiry
With a much less confident tone, as he had probably never heard of either, he replied:
”I have teached geography sorammar, I wouldn't 'low one of 'eood enough forscene occurred in the House of Representatives a nued member from New Jersey arose, and for the first time addressed the Speaker All eyes were turned in his direction as he stood calnition He was tall, spare, and erect His venerable appearance and kindly expression, coupled with most courteous manners, at once coain said, ”Mr Speaker!” there came from the farthest end of the Great Hall in a whisper but distinctly heard by all, the word, ”Sweet Alice, Ben Bolt” A allery many voices blended in the familiar refrain, ”Don't you remember sweet Alice Ben Bolt?”
The ovation which immediately folloas such as is rarely witnessed in the Great Hall Business was suspended for the rasped by the chosen representatives of all parties and sections It was an inspiring tribute, one worthily bestowed The lish, author of the little poee, which has found its way into all languages, and touched all hearts
THE MAINE LAW
The mention of the ”Maine Law” recalls a little episode that occurred in the early days in the good county of McLean One Duncan--no kinsreat office”--
was again a candidate for the Legislature The te much trouble to aspirants to public place In thespeech at the old courthouse, the candidate was interrupted by one of the inquisitive men who always appear when least wanted, with the question: ”Mr Duncan, are you _in favor_ of the Maine Law?” ”Yes, yes,”
quickly replied the candidate, ”I a off to the tariff, the iid economy in all public expenditures, our candidate was about to close when the same troublesome inquiry, ”Mr Duncan, _are you in favor_ of the Maine Law?” again greeted his unwilling ears ”Oh, yes,” exclai lad you called et it My fellow-citizens have a right to knowto conceal I have no respect for candidates who atteiven you fully, eneral syste ofyou for your attention, will ----” ”Mr Duncan, are you _in favor of the Maine Laere the words that again escaped the lips of the i his dileerous question--the candidate at once nerved hi his hopes and fears and boldly replied; ”Yes, sir, I aly opposed to its enforcement!”_
HOW HE GOT HIS MAJORITY
One of the candidates upon the ticket with Mr Tilden when he was elected Governor of New York, was the late Williae Maynard told me that he was present in the library of Mr
Tilden when Dorshemer called, immediately after the full election returns had been received Tilden's popularity at the ti out of his successful prosecution of the noted Canal ring,--and resulted in the triumph of the ticket of which he was the head Mr Dorshehted that his own uished candidate for the Chief Executive office During the conversation, Dorshemer remarked to Tilden: ”Your majority is only fifty thousand, while mine is fifty-one thousand, five hundred” ”Yes, yes,”
quickly reave you the fifty thousand!”_
WILLIAM R TRAVERS
The generation now passing has known no man of keener wit than the late William R Travers, of New York An iave zest and vim to his words, when they finally found utterance He was for a lifeti his associates were prominent factors in the co Baltimore some years after his removal to New York, an old acquaintance remarked, ”You seem to stutter more in New York than you did here, Mr Travers” To this the brief reply at length caer place”_