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THE-EVENINGguALEITE
OLD—TIME ‘KEELHAULING.
Punishment at Sea that One out of Three
" Survived.
Keelhauling was a method of naval
discipline particularly in vogue with
the Dutch navy. In large square-rigged
vessels. the victim was lashed to
a spar and had iron weights secured
to his feet; Spans were secured to this
spar, and lines were led from it to the
main yard. \Vhen all was ready the
culprit was swayed‘up to the main
yard, dropped into the sea, and hauled
under the ship to the other side.
In the days of keelhauling the bot-
toms of .vessels were not coppered,
and in consequence were all studded
with a species of shell fish ‘called
barnacles, which attached themselves;
and as these shells. were all open-
mouthed and with sharp cutting
points, these who underwent this pun-
ishment (for they were made to hug
the keelson'of the vessel by the ropes
at each side fastened to their arms)
were cut and scored all over the body,
as if with so many lancets, generally
coming upw‘bleeding in every part. But
this was considered rather advanta—
geous than otherwise, as the loss of
blood restored the patient if he was
not quite drowned, and the conse—
quence was that one out of three, is is
said. have been known to recover af‘
ter their submarine cxcursion.”—Ha.rp-
cr‘s Weekly.
Postmaster for Fifty-six Years.
The oldest postmaster in continuous
service.in the ”United States lives in
Central Pennsylvania. His name is
Joseph Strode, and he lives at Strode’s
Mills, a pretty village in 3 ifiin coun‘
ty.
This old pioneer postmaster, says the
Cressen Record. has held the one posi-
tion since 1845. As a recognition of
hiswlong and faithful service for the
government, the Post Office Depart
meat at Washington had his picture
on exhibition at the World's Fair. and
it was considered one of the most in-
teresting features of that great de-
partment. ‘
“ff: ‘ Economy is W‘ealth.
Lady of the House—“Did you mail
my letter. as I told you, Susan?”
Hired Girl—“Sure, mum, I did; but
liliad it weighed first, and as it was
double weight I put another stamp on
ii.“
Lady of the House—“That‘s right,
only I hope you didn’t put the extra
s'nlllp on so it would obliterate the
:nldrcss."
llired Girl—“Indeed, I didn‘t mum,
i just. stuck it on the top of the other
stamp so as to save room."——:\‘ew York
World.
A lady wallfed into a Boston book-
store in search of Elizabeth Stuart
Phelps’ Burglars in Paradise; but
what she asked for was Smugglers in
Heaven.
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“ PE F EATE P
For Three Years He Suffered—Could
Hardly Breathe at Night—One Nostril
Closed for Ten Years.
Mr. A. M. Ramsey, of De Leon, Texas,
was a sufferer from Catarrh in its
worst form. Truly, his description of
his sufferings seem little short of mar-
vclous. Instead of seeking his couch,
glad for the night’s coming, he went to
it with terror, realizing that another
long, weary, wakeful night and a.
struggle to breathe was before him.
. DE LEON, TEXAS.
Mary's. Lzlz‘mman Bron, Savanna/1, 6a.,
GENTS: l have used nearly four bottles of
l’. P. P. ’ I was afflicted from the crown of my
head to the soles of my feet. your P. P. P.
has cured my difficulty of breathing, smother-
ing. palpitation of. the heart. and has relieved
me of all pain. One nostril was closed for
ten years, but now I can breathe through it
readily.
I, have not slept on either side for two ears:
in fact. I dreaded to see night conic. ow
sleep soundly in any position all night.
I am 50 years old, but expect soon to be able
to take hold of the plow handles. I feel glad
that I was lucky enough to get P. P. P., and I
heartily recommend it to my friends and the
public generally. »
. Yours respectfully,
A.
THE STATE OF TEXAS. l” ,
bounty of Comanche. t "
Before the undersigned authority, on this
day, personally appeared A. M. Ramsey. who,
after being duly sworn. says on oath that the
foregoing statement made by him relative t
the virtue of P. P. P. medicine, is true. ‘
A. M. RAMSEY.
Sworn to and subscribed before me this,
" August 4th, 189i. '
J. M. LAMBERT, N. P.,
Comanche County, Texas.
CATABRH CURED BY P. P. P.
{Lippman’s Great Remedy) where all
other remedies failed.
Woman’s weakness, whether nervous
or otherwise, can be cured and the
system built up by P. P. P. A healthy
woman is a. beautiful woman.
~Pimples, blotches, eczema and all
disfigurements of the skin are removed
and cured by P. P. P. .
P. P. P. will restore your appetite,
’ build up your system and regulate you
in every way. P. P. P. removes that
heavy, down-in-the-mouth feeling.
Fer blotches and pimples on the
face, take P. P. P.
Ladies, for natural and thorough
organic regulation, take P. P. P.,,Lipp-
man’s Great Remedy, and get well at
once.
M. RAMSEY.
Sold by all-dragging.
hlPPM‘AN BROS, Apfiecaries, Sole Prop'n,
Uppm’nn’s Block, Savannah. Ga.
MOTHER M’KINLEY’S HOPE.
If" \Villiam Had Been a DIethodist Bishop
She \Vould Have Been Satisfied.
Edith Lessid‘hs Tupper, writing from
Canton just before the inauguration
of President McKinley. says:
Mr. McKinley‘s mother is eighty-
cight years old. She is a lady of the
old school in dress. deportment and
speech. Her snowy hair is dressed in
fluffy puffs, each side of her bright,
keen, interested face. She is thorough-
ly conversant with topics of the day,
and is very decided in many of her
views. "
"Are you not proud of your son?” I
asked her'to-day:
“I have no cause for pride,” she said,
dcprecatingly. "I thank my Heavenly
fatherthat I have so good a son, and
that I have done that much for my
country.”
"Did you, when he was a little lad,
dream that he would ever be Presi-
dent of the United States?” “No,
never."
“What was your fondest dream for
him?”
“I hoped,” said the dear old lady,
settling herself in her chair and re-
garding me intently. “I hoped that he
would be a Methodist. bishop."
“And would you have been satisfied
with that?” '
“Satisfied?
ing a long breath, “what mother would
not be satisfied with having her son
a Methodist bishop? I did not wish
him to be a Methodist minister, for
they were so poor when I was young,
but a bishop”—
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“MOTHER” M'Kianv.
And the olda'lady lifted up her hands
to heaven with the air and expression
of one who sees the skies open and the
Spirit descending like a dove.
“But of the two, would you not pro-
fer the great ofIice to which he is now
called?” .
“I suppose it is a great office—the
President of this country—but I should
have been just as well satisfied if he
had been a Methodist bishop."
“Do you dread the journey to \Vash-
ington and the excitement through
which you will have to pass ‘3”
“Not at all. I never get excited or
nervous. All my life I have taken
things calmly. I never cross a. bridge
until I come. to it. I am always pre-
pared t'or disappointment. and it' it
does not come I am content."
Brave. placid old philosopher! As I
took my leave the \Yestern sun
streamed through the old-style win-
dows and lighted tip the gentle. wrink-
led, peaceful face of the unworldly
mother who would have been glad to
see her son a bishop: of the patriotic
mother who is thankful that she can
give so good a man to her country.
AN ARMY OF STAMP GATHERERS.
More Than 60,000 Persons Carry on tho
{usincss in This Country.
“The garlicrers of postage stamps—
~that is .those of who-m a. record has
been made—now numbers (30,000 per-
sons in this country alone,” said a
Postoiiice Department official, “and
the army, enormous as it is. is con-_
stantly on the increase. There is.
scarcely a city or even large sized
town. ,in this country where postage
stamps are not dealt in.
“Of course, in many cities the stamp
business is carried on as a side line in
connection with, other business, but
there are a very large number of stores
where stamps are dealt in exclusive-
ly. On Fourteenth street, New York,
there are now and have been for sev-
eral '3'cars, a half-dozen wholesale
dealers and at least a. dozen retail
dealers.
“Some of the wholesale dealers have
several men on the road, traveling
from place to place looking up and dis-
posing of rare stamps. In Europe the
stamp craze is simply enormous, and
several foreign houses have drummers
on the road in this country constantly.
Only a few days ago in this city I
heard of ea lid-cent internal revenue
stamp of the war series being sold for
$600.
“In one day afterward the same
*stamp was sold for $700, and it is now
held 'by its owner at $800. Another
strange thing in connection with the
stamp craze is that it seldom affects
women. When women do catch it,
however, they have it bad. I know of
a stamp belonging to a gentleman who
resides here, though at present he is
traveling about showing it: to stamp
enthusiasts, which was issued by a
short-lived republic, and which is
valued at $2,000. Its value comes
from the fact that there are but few
of them in existence.”—Washington
Star.
The Last Resort.
The young parson: “I tell you I am
discouraged, sir. I don’t seem to stir
up a bit of enthusiasm in my parish.
They listen to me in a sort of perfunc-
tory way, but'I know I am making
little or no impression on them. What
can I do?"
The old person: “There is just one
thing left for you, after you have trict‘. .
everything else.”
“And that is?"
“Pitch intoJonali’s whale."
."i
and threw him out of the lower berth
“convict.”
”the senator could rake up to prove an
My dear child,” drawW
abandoned the idea of wearing
,stripcd underwear, having reached
the conclusion that plain flanncls
A SENATOR’S STRIPED UNDERWEAR.
Taken foraConvict “’hile Traveling in a
Sleeping Car.
A western senator, who has always
been,.addicted to the habit of wearing
striped underwear; had a narrow cs
cape recently on that very account.
The striped under. rear worn by the
distinguished senator looked for all
the world like a prisoner’s garb, but
of course, that aspect of the case did
not suggest itself to the senator.
While on route to Washington last
month, after he had been rc-elected
for another six years, the fact came
to him in a striking way. It was on a
sleeping car at night. The car pitched
onto the floor, clad in his striped un-
derwear. .
The lurch of the car startled other
folks, too, and two ladiesyon the oppo-
site side of from the senator stuck
their heads out to see what the com-
motion was all about. When they
saw the senator crawling under cover
in his striped garb, thinking he was
an cscnpml convict, they screamed.
and ‘pandmnoniuii‘i rcigncd. The por-
tcr was summoned, whereupon the la-
dics‘commanded him to remove the
Ifitook' all the “senatorial courtesy"
all-bi, and he was finally able to dem-
ons‘tratc who he was; but he has Sllltft?
without: stripes are much better and
tar s:il'cr.-~— \\':ishiugt0ii Post.
Put to the Test.
a - . . I
(worse liu Maurier and Laurence
Alma 'l‘adcma resembled one another '
to an amazing degree; so much so
that their intimate friends mistook‘
them. A young lady who prided hcr- -
Self that she could determine which
was which. finding herself once seated
next to liu Mauricr, rcmai‘ked: "I can- .
not imagine how any one can mistake
you for Mr. 'l‘adcma. To me the like-
ness is very slight. By the way, I havea
a photograph of you. Do be so goori'
::< i) pnt'your autograph to it." llu
.‘V-tvrirr. assuming graciously, the plzo-
t Itz‘l':l}ri‘. was produced. He looked at
'. sight-d and very gently laid it on
‘ u table. "That.” he remarked, 'is ‘l
~1il'.iii of Mr. Alma Tadema.”
Stuck in a Dog.
An lrishman one day went running
into a farm yard and cried for a
spade. The farmer, coming out, do-
mandcd what he wanted with ii.
when I’at replied that his friend had
stuck in a hog, and he wanted to dig
him out. .
"How far in is he?" inquired the
farmer.
“Up to the ankles,” said Pat.
"Is that all?” said the farmer.
“Then he can pull himself out again.
You'll get no spade here’”
Pat, scratching his head, whilst his
face bore evident signs of grief, blurt-
cd out:
“Och! but, be jabers, he‘s
iirst!"—I<‘rom Answers.
in head
"What are you doing with that
«wheelbarrow'3”
“Friend." replied the crazy man.
with patient courtesy; f‘if you had
' ‘anrl tilled it full of bricks.
NOT so CRszAs HE SEEMED.
A Lunatic’s Reason for Pushing 3 Wheel-
barrow With the Wrong Side Up.
At BloomingdaleAsylum they have
among the assembled lunatics many
who are not too violent or too mis-
chievous to be allowed to roam about
the grounds. Recently the superinten-
dent lias given occupation to some of
tliesc"‘trustecs." by utilizing them in
carrying on the improvements about
the asylum grounds. Some of them
have been set to trudging bricks in
wheelbarrows.
A few days ago one of the attend-
ants saw a. gray-bearded wheelbarrow
man promenading solemnly through
a side path, pushing before him a
wheelbarrow turned upside down.
"Here, you,” cried the attendant,
“hold on."
The lunatic stopped with a weary
sigh.
“Wt-ll.” he said, "what is it?”
watched me carefully you would have
seen what I was doing with the wheel-
barrow. l. was pushingr it. friend. I
will now push it some more."
llc started on.
“Hold up a minute,‘ protested the
aliciulaht. “Don't you know that it is
foolish to push a wlicclbarrov.’ that is
wrong side up?"
"Foolish?” said the lunatic. “Not on
your life is it foolish! I am not so
crazy as I look. friend. Yesterday I
kept my wheelbarrow right side up
and a pic-faced lrishman came along
I know bet-
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v
tor, now.’
Iridgct Settled the Matter.
A lady had been ill and under incdi
cal treatment for a long time. As she
grew no better all the while. she be-
came distrustt‘ul of her physician's
skill. and did not. wish to see him and
yet; she was not. hold enough to tell
him so. She communicated the
slate of her mind to her maid.
"lfave "im to me, mum. l‘ave
me!" said the girl. _
Ily-and—by the doctor came to the
door. and Bridget opened i- about an
inch.
“Sorry, sir,” said she. “but ye can‘:
come in the day. docthor.”
"(:‘an’t come in? How’s that?”
"The mistrcs do be too ill for to see
yo the day, sir.”—-Tid—Bits.
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Iiimhle. to Climb Illusln'nouis.
A short, time ago a young Londoner,
who had never been out of London in
his life, received an invitation from an
acquaintance in the country, asking
him to have a run out over to his place
for a. few days and give him a lift at
gathering mushrooms. This is the re
ply he sent:
“Dear .lack: I‘m very glad to hear
as how you and the missus is all right,
but 1 can’t come over and see you.
becos I‘m afraid I would be no use at
gathering mushrooms, for you know
very well I can‘t climb.“—I‘p-to-Date.
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