Corvallis gazette., July 19, 1907, Image 4

BUR AND
BACHELOR.
By TROY ALLISON.
Copyright 1907, by B. C. Parcella.
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Jarvis selected a comfortable looking
tock, lit his pipe and leaned against
the chestnut tree.
"This hv the loneliest spot in the
neighborhood," he said, after a medita
tive puff. "It's my favorite place to
Come alone and think."
The Toman raised her eyebrows
quizzically. .
"So sorry If I disturb you," tran
quilly, "but an old bachelor never
knows when he is favored by the gods.
It's useless to cater to his pessimism.
A woman mere or less doesn't In
crease his misery to any great extent.
- It was too far for me to come alone,
you see."
"Oh, I don't mind you! Don't take It
to heart." He fitted his back more
comfortably to the tree trunk and
fixed his eyes upon the blue ridge of
mountains that circled around the val
ley beneath them. "I get on well
enough with women if they leave me
out of the pink tea business and don't
expect raptures. I've passed the rap
turous age."
She had put some chestnut burs on
the rock in front of her and was
pounding them with a small stone.
She left off long enough to look him
over reflectively.
"One might reasonably wonder If
you ever had been young enough to
rhapsodize it's hard to associate you
with the idea." She put a plump
chestnut between her teeth and
crushed it with obvious pleasure. "It
would really be worth one's while to
Bpend some effort trying to make you
rhapsodize. I'll admit that I also have
partially outgrown that stage most
women of thirty have but it
would be rather amusing to my blase
mind to see you struggling through a
proposal."
His month in the mountains had giv
en him a good coat of tau, but she saw
a swarthy flush rise to his face.
"You are all alike," he grumbled, "Al
ways wanting compliments and want
ing a man to act the fool generally.
BHB CATHliKED THE T.AST BUB WITHIN
HEl; IiEACH.
I've only known you a month and was
fool enough to think I had found a wo
man who didn't care for them."
"There is no such woman in exist
ence, dear man." She pounded open
another bur energetically. "You need
not ever let one fool you in that'
way. Now, as for me, I have kept you
thinking me sensible for a whole
month. I let you talk about the isthmi
an conditions and the trust problems
I even flatter myself that I conversed
Intelligently enough upon the subject
to hold your attention but as for com
pliments, I just love 'em!"
Jarvis turned his gaze from the
mountain back to her animated face.
"I should have thought you would
have grown tired of them long ago,"
he said In unconscious tribute.
"That does very well, coining from
a woman hating bachelor, but it might
be improved upon. For Instance, the
'long ago' sounds a bit doubtful."
There the woman speaks again," he
grumbled. "She can't bear the idea of
liny one's even approximating her age.
Now, I know you have been a widow
Beven years, yet you would probably
be pleased if I refused to believe you
were a day over eighteen."
She gave a little irrepressible gurgle
of amusement.
"We don't marry quite so young in
our part of the country; but, even so.
It's better than reaching the forlorn
state you have achieved."
"It is rather an achievement," he
Bald complacently, "when all one's
relatives and friends seem afflicted
Vrith- a mania for matchmaking."
"Then you should not be so fascinat
ing," she said, with impudent sarcasm.
He sat erect, bracing both hands on
the ground beside him.
"So what?" Ue shouted In a mirth
that set the rocks echoing.
Ehe ! beat open another bur non
chalantly. "Oh, well, you. are rather good look
inar, you know. If your manners were
e little better you might be er a tiny
bit fascinating. I am not speaking
about your achievements," hastily,
"merely your potentialities."
"Bay, are you trying the complimed
racket on meT" he demanded aaa
plclously. v
"No, Indeed!"..:-A man of more ex-
" perience In reading the femal expres
sion would have detected too great a
show of Innocence In her eyes. "I
never referred to-, your looks at all In
fact, I don't know that I should call
you exactly good looking, just strong
' and muscular looking."
This time the flush on his face had
a tinge of gratification In it
"That's all the looks a man has any
business caring for," Tie agreed and
felt a sneaking desire to tell her that
he had been the star man on the foot
ball team at college and that there
was not a man at the club now who
i could bruise him with a boxing glove.
' "You see, we are all more or less
alike men and women." She contem
plated him from the corner of her eye.
. "Now, I have a special weakness for
being told that my hair has a tinge of
red in it, and ycu like to be called
; strong." She again gave a little gur
gle of merriment
"You ought to have been named De-
i lilah," he said in disgust; "there was
the very essence of treachery in the
J way you rounded me up then."
She climbed up the rocks to reach a
i limb that hung heavy with huge burs.
She broke them off gingerly, throwing
i them one by one at his feet
j "They remind me of old bachelors,"
she said, holding a large prickly one be
tween her thumb and forefinger, "but
! with a little experience a woman of
Intelligence can manage them fairly
I well and avoid the prickles. I don't
; suppose, if I hadn't been a widow,
with a certain amount of knowledge
of the characteristics Of man, that I
would ever have got you sufnciently
tame to have been allowed to take
these woodland strolls with you."
There was a glimmer of admiration
in his eyes as she stood on the gray,
moss covered rock, her slim figure
reaching up to the deep green of the
chestnut bough. She gathered the last
bur within her leach and threw it at
him energetically. . ,
"That is for you to keep as a souve
nir," she commenced, but her voice
broke in a gasp of alarm as she lost
her footing on the mossy rock and fell
on the ledge 'below,
Jarvia,- his1 face anxious and white,
lifted' her gently; and her head fell on
his shoulder. .. .
He gazed helplessly until the stillness
of the woods grew oppressive.
"My dear; oh, my dear," he said anx
iously, putting his cheek against hers,
"if you would only open your eyes
your beautiful eyes."
The corners of her '. mouth betrayed
her to an involuntary smile. She gave
him one look, then put her head back
on his shoulder.
"I'm not hurt much." There was a
mixture of emotions in the mirth of
her voice. "But I do so love to hear you
say that, and I told you that neither a
bur nor a bachelor was hard to man
age if one knew how."
Coming -to His Title.
Titles have rarely been conferred up
on native Americans by European sov
ereigns, but several have succeeded
to titles by Inheritance. One of these
was Sir John Davie, the first town
clerk of Groton, Conn., who was grad
uated at Harvard in 16S1. The story
of his reception of the news of his
succession to a baronetcy Is told In the
pages of "In Old Connecticut."
One day Davie was hoeing corn on
the plains in company with John Pack
er, a neighbor, both men in homespun
and barefooted, with their sleeves roll
ed up to their elbows and their trousers
up to their knees, when a stranger
clad in the latest London fashion ap
peared and asked the official If he were
John Davie.
"Yes," was the reply.
"Then I salute you, Sir John Davie
of Creedy Park, Devon," said the vis
itor. Tradition says that the new baronet
finished his row he was hoeing on a
wager with his fellow worker then he
accompanied his visitor to the brown
homestead, treated him to cake and
wine and learned the whole story
how his uncle, Sir John Davie, Bart.,
had died without male issue, leaving
his nephew sole heir.
In a short time the Poquonock farm
er exchanged the brown farmhouse for
an English estate. He never forgot
his native land, however, and always
retained his interest in Groton. He
aided the settlers to build their new
church and when it was finished pre
sented it with a silver communion set.
He also made gifts to his relatives and
was one of the early benefactors of
Yale college.
Hunting In Bygone Days.
What long apprenticeship the would
be -huntsmen had to serve In bygone
days! Gaston de Foix considered a be
ginning should be made when the child
had reached the age of seven, when It
should be placed in the kennels. King
Charles says that to become a perfect
huntsman the young gentilhomme who
is Intended for the post of veneur
should be taken at the age of twelve.
He must be healthy and well built:
he must have good sense and especial
ly a quick and prompt judgment. One
of the principal things required Is that I
he should be painstaking. Alas, 150 '
years later we have D'Yauville telling .
us that a man needs two years' tuition ;
to qualify as a huntsman! It was not
only the paid gentleman of the hunt
ing establishments, however, who be
came real connoisseurs, for their royal
masters took such persona! interest In
everything connected with the c&ase I
t.2t most of them knew all their
Leungs by name and on the eve of a j
day's hunting would name each hound '
t!?- "5 t- be taken out. They also r
prided themselves - on . being able to ,
faire le bois .themselves that is, go j
out -with their lymers In the morning j
and quest for and harbor the staff. ,
FfJl Mall Gazette.
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LOTTERIES.
Attitude -of South Carolina Towara '
' Them In the Past. J
It may be news to some of oui' St. Louis has lost three islands,
readers, so we will tell in a few though the names are as well re
words what the old time people oi membered now as when the islands
Carolina thought about the conduct themselves were actually in exist
of lotteries. , ence. One is Bloody island, just
March 4, 1651, a stringent act opposite the city. The old timers
was passed forbidding "private" lot-J used to go there to fight their duels,
teries. Again, Sept. 13, 176, an-' and in those days the river channel
other , act of a like nature was ran on the Illinois side of the is- '
adopted. " " ; land, and except in high water there
But by act of March 25, 1784, the was only a slough between St. Louis
city council of Charleston was per-. and the dueling ground. , The gov
raitted to have a lottery. : There: eminent and railroad works put :
were grave doubts as to the propri-; Bloody island on the Illinois side,
ety of encouraging any species oi and now a good part of East St. .
;;smbling, but lotteries continued Lotris is built ove the sand bar that
to be permitted. V - I was once a thicket of willows. I
Dec. 19, 1813, under act; one oi Arsenal island, too, used to be on v
more lotteries -were established, the, the St. Louis side of the river, and
profits to be applied b the erection j boys rolled up their , trousers and
of Masonic halls in Columbia and, waded across the narrow- slough
Charleston for the grand lodge ol from a point a little south of the
South Carolina, Ancient York Ma- workhouse. The boats went on the
sons, and for building a lodge room other side of the island,' but -the
in Georgetown for lodge No. 69, and I channel began cutting into the Illi-
commissioners were appointed to
conduct the same,
Dec. 13, 1871, the trustees of
Newberry academy were allowed to
hold a lottery to raise a sum of
money not exceeding $5,000.
Under an act' adopted Dec. 20,
1820, $10,000 was the tax to be
levied upon any person who should
sell lottery tickets for any other
lottery than those authorized by the
state.
Dec. 16, 1824, the vestry and
members of St. Peter's Koman
Catholic church of Columbia were
empowered to establish a lottery to
raise $10,000 for the 'nse, benefit
and support of the church.
Dec. 19, 1809, the president and
trustees of the Second Presbyterian
church of Charleston were author
ized to run a lottery to raise an
amount not exceeding $20,000.
Dec. 12, 1795, a lottery was au
thorized to raise funds to remove
obstructions in Savannah river be
tween Vienna and Cambellton and
Augusta.
From 1800 to 1837 numerous acts
were " passed allowing towns, socie
ties, churches, etc., to raise moneys
by way of lotteries, and about 1877
we had the famous Academy of Mu
sic lottery in Charleston, in which
so many goody-goody people bought
tickets with the hope that fortune
would give them a slice of buttered
bread, but the majority of whom re
ceived only a backhanded slap in
the jaw. Beaufort (S. C.) Gazette.
Being Good at Church.
A little east side girl went to
church the other Sunday, having
promised her mother that she would
be good and not talk. She listened
to the music and seemed very well
satisfied with the sermon for some
time. She then began to get rest
less, but ,she did not say anything.
The minister was preaching a ser
mon to his congregation in which
he was admonishing them to always
be on the alert to be good. All at
once he . emphasized the words
"Sleep not!" The little girl no
ticed it and at the same time saw a
man asleep. She could restrain her
self no longer and said to her moth
er: "The preacher is scolding that
fat man over there for sleeping.
Ain't I better than he is?" Co
lumbus Dispatch.
Great Men and Their Cats.
That the cat always falls' on her
feet is a proverb, but not many per
haps have heard that this enviable
faculty is a miraculous privilege be
stowed by Mohammed. Eichelieu,
it seems, kept twenty cats. Tasso
had the "fancy," and merely to
mention Baudelaire, Chateaubriand,
Victor Hugo, Beranger and Maupas
sant one always regrets to learn
that Petrarch, after so far departing
from the spiritual tone of his son
nets to Laura as to half cherish
thoughts of suicide on her death,
finally found consolation in the ca
resses of a cat, whose skeleton may
still be seen in the museum at Pa
dua. London Globe.
As Father Saw It
He gazed upon her in fond admi
ration. - He loved her to distraction.
Lovers had loved before, lovers
might love again, but no lover
might, could, would or should love !
as he loved TJora. And then Ferdi-1
nand exclaimed with startling sud- ;
denness: ' ' " I
"What in the world ever induced
you, Dora, to care for a fellow like . & a meaning -tone. "I want the
me?" j place, but I don't know that I an
"1 really don't: know, but pa promise to keep it for the full four
threatens to send me to a brain ; teen years." Dundee Advertiser.
specialist." Stray Stories.
A Fur Lining.
He found his hair was leaving the
top of his head and took his barber
to task for it.
"You sold me two bottles of stuff , had goneso far as to rehearse for
to make the hair grow." " - j the wedding." " -
"It is very strange it won't grow j "Yes, that was the trouble. They
again," interrupted the barber. "I r had rehearsed five times, and Rich
can't understand it " r ! lev said the nreDarations for matri-
"Well, look here," said the man, I
u don t mind drinking another bot-
tie, but this must be the last." !
DetroiJ ITews.
CITY'S LOST ISLANDS.
Illinois Has-Three That Once Belonged
' to St, Louis. , - I.,:,
nois farms at such a rate that the .
government threw up a dike ' just
across from the arsenal, turned the
river to this side, the island was
joined to the Illinois shore, was
finally purchased by the state of
Illinois from the city of St. Louis,
and the former bed of the river i,p
now covered bv farms. I
Duncan's island was a -big sand
bar that began near the foot of
Lami street and extended north to
Gey er avenue. It was purchased by
the Iron Mountain Railroad com
pany, which wanted to locate its
yards in that neighborhood and fill
ed up the site with earth from Pi
cot's hill in Carondelet. The
names - still live, for the people of
East St. Louis make a difference be
tween the "island" and the main
land, just as the farmers in the bot
tom still talk about Arsenal island
and the switchmen in the yards
south of Chouteau avenue tellone.
another that a certain car is down 1
on .Duncan s island. fet. ijoins
Globe-Democrat.
An Exchange of Good. .Wishes.
A successful schoolteacher who is'
loved as well as admired by her pu
pils says that during her first year
of teaching she received a little les
son which taught her what St. Paul
probably meant By the "foolishness
of preaching."
, In the middle of a term one of
her pupils was obliged to leave
school, as the family was about to
move out of town. When the teach
er said goodby to the little girl, who
had been an intelligent and well be
haved pupil, she felt moved to add
a few words of advice.
"If I never see you again," she
said, with much earnestness, "I hope
you will never forget to do your
best wherever you may be, and
whatever tasks you are called to per
form I hope you will always be an
honest, upright woman, truthful
and brave."
"Thank you," said the little girl,
her round, eager face upturned to
her teacher, "and I hope you'll be
the same." '
Nothing Like Praise. .
Jack I'll tell you what's the
matter, George. You don't praise
your wife enough. Even if things
don't go right there's no use growl
ing. " Praise her efforts to please
whether they are successful or not.
Women like praise and lots of it.
George All right. I'll remem
ber it.,
. George (at dinner same day)
My dear, this steak" pie is just love
ly. It fs delicious ever so much
better than, those my mother used to
make. - She couldn't equal that pie
if she tried for a month.
George's Wife -You made fun of
every pie I ever made, and now
George But this is lovely, .
George's Wife That came from
the baker's. Strand Magazine. :
Retort of the "Boy Wanted."
A certain prosperous business
man posted on his office window a
notice which read, 'Boy wanted
about fourteen years."
A lad of that age, with little that
was prepossessing in his appearance,
came into the office and stated in a
quiet matter of fact tone that he
had read the advertisement.
"Well, do you think you would
like to have, the position, my boy ?"
asked the business man. ;
"Yes," came -Ahe prompt answeT
So Fatiguing. ' ' .
"So young Eichley Kadd isn't to
marry Goldie Stiles after all?" ; !
"Xo ; he got "scared."
Well, well! And I heard they
mony were such hard work ne was j-
afraia he couldn't stand the real
thing at all," Catholic Standard
: and Times.
I Duncan, P. C.
Ill "By rMLB CIRAKD. :j
i: ;' '". :
j Copyrijtted, 190T. oy" Homer Spragoo. j-j
Marion looked up -hopefully as the
card "was" . brourut Iicr Even t:;e an
nouncement of Duncan s. ua:r.a was
comforting. . E t t o i ttle o'jo g of
carlboard bore, m aurtitioa. to the name,
the initials. V. V. - Peraaps iz msal
'"penitent , emnrit.'. Duncan .. vra.i al
ways doing o;'.d tain!. TUe maat.c let
ters might be lus expression or rj?;:ec.
' But when he came brisidv into this
room there was no penneuuai sorrow
in his countenance only the s".me mer
ry twinkle of the eyes, the old lii'tir.p;
of the corners of the mouth.
"They tell me that Tad is no bet
ter," he said as ho took Marion's hand.
v"As you will perceive from my card, 1
am a physician to children.''
Marion's face darkened. This, then,
was the meaning of the card. He was
worried about her brother. For a mo
ment she was minded to renew the old
quarrel, but she needed help and sym
pathy, and so she laid her head on his
shoulder and sobbed out her troubles.
. Her father had been obliged to go to
Europe on business arid had taken his
wife with "him. Marion had been left
In charge of her nine-year-old brother,
and almost before the ship had passed
Sandy Hook Tad had come down with
typhoid.
His robust constitution had ttlrown
off the disease, but the battle had left
him weak and .listless, and even the
gray bearded physician was worried.
"There is no actual danger," he ex
plained to Marion, "but he riiust be
roused from this lethargy or he will go
into a decline."
He had confided, the same fear to
Henry Duncan when he met the latter
on the street and the younger man had
asked after his little chum. Then, de
spite the misunderstanding between
,Marion and himself,..he could .hold out
no longer, and his call -was the result.
- "If he should die before mother
conies back, what should Iuo?" wailed
-Marlon...
1 "Send a cable," advised t Duncan
promptly, "but there is not going to be
any more worry now that the physi
cian to -children has stepped in. May 1
see my patient?"
Marion led him tD the boy's room.
Tad's face lighted as he saw Duncan,
TAD FED THE ELEPHANTS.
and his fingers twined confidingly
about the man's firm hand. Duncan
was shocked at the thinness of the
fingers, but he gave no sign.
"What's the matter, old chap?" he
demanded, with a voice now Wonder
fully gentle. "They tell me' you don't
find the world any. good any more."
"I'm tired," said Tad plaintively.
"I'll bet you'd not be; too tired to go
to a circus," said Duncan.
Tad shook his head.. ,--
'"Xnere am t any," ne said. I was
asking Dr. Stanton. He says It's too
early for them."
"Circuses are no good, if they are
picked before they are ripe," admitted
Henry, "but if you don't want too big
a circus I think I can get one for you."
"I don't want a play circus," ex
plained the boy. "I've got some play
circuses. One's in a book, and the oth
er's in the cupboard."
"We got him a toy circus and a cir
cus boot," whispered Marion. "He has
somehow set his mind on a circus;- It
will be a long time before one comes."
"There are no more circuses," reit
erated Tad sadly. "They've all gone
away." ,
"Rats!" laughed Duncan. "That shows
all you know about circuses. .Will a
little circus do a real circus, only with
one ring?" .. ' '
"Real horses, real, everything?" de
manded the boy. : i -;
"Everything except the tent and the
led lemonade. You see, in -Winter they
keep circuses in houses, so the elephant
won't get his ears frostbitten. I bet
if you had ears as big as an elephant's
you wouldn't like to get your ears
frostbitten.".
The boy laughed in delight at the
fancy and beat the counterpane with
his fragile hand.
"Then there's the giraffe," went on
Duncan. "Why, when he starts- to
cough it's a full minute before it wrig
gles Tip his throat " So they keep cir
cuses in hothouses, Just like plants."
"And there really is circuses?"
I "Tou get rested up and we're going
to one tomorrow," assured Henry. .-.
"Really and truly?" -
"Man's word," declared Henry sis He j
put oat bis hand. "Now, yon get bet
ter quick, so Dr. Stanton . won't say
that yon can't come. I'll bo here at
JX?. ; " - .O ...
' With a pat on the curly head, he
rose and left the room. . Marion fol
lowed him down the hall. ' 1
"He will be awfully disappointed to-,
morrow," she said, doubtfully.
"Don't believe it," laughed Duncan,'
"Tou leave it to me, and that boy will
be champion scrapper of the block in
another month. I have Stanton's per
mission to assume the case. He od
mits his inability to meet the situa'tioa.
My fee is very large, though," he warn
ed. "It is nothing less than a wife by
the name of Marion."
"I don't think yo will be kept wait
ing for the'fee," she replied, blushing.
"I'm sorry I was so mean."
"So am I," he agreed absently. "That
is," quickly, "I mean I am sorry I waa
mean. . I'll be around in the morning."
She watched him stride up the street
with his springy step and turned back
into the house greatly comforted.
Somehow Henry Duncan always
brought comfort where he came. She
had been so foolish to allow a petty
misunderstanding to come between
them!
Tad was sitting up, ready dressed,
when Henry drove up to the door the
next morning. Already the queer med
icine had commenced to act, for he
was far more like his old self, and a
slight flush of excitement tinged tho
cheek tha had threatened to fade into
the waxen pallor of death.
Duncan wrapped the boy up warmly,
and, with a flourish of the whip, they
were off. Away out past the town
they went into the country, not yet
freed from the thraldom of Jack Frost,
though there was a promise of sprlagf
in the soft air. , .
It was to a place very unlike a circus
that Duncan - drove, a collection of'
long, low barns and one large, square
building, but when they entered the'
latter, behold, there was a real clus
ring, with a band in one corner, labori
ously going over unfamiliar music. .
A stout man nodded to Henry and
stooped to greet Tad.
"You're going to have a circus all
to yourself," he promised. "Want to
feed the elephant?"
"I haven't any peanuts." Tad's lip
began to quiver, but Henry drew a baa;
from his pocket. s
Xla led the way to one of jthe barns,
where Tad fed the elephants and was
permitted to .go much closer to the
lion's cage than he could at the biir
circus. A man standing by even plucked
a hair from the lion's tail and present
ed it to Tad with due ceremony. Then
they went back to the big building aud
sat through a long, delightful dress re
hearsal of the Boston Brothers' TJn
narallSled Railroad Circus and Menasr-
erie. He was even permitted to see the
cars shining in their new paint and
was permitted personally to talk with
the "clown while Duncan talked with
Manager Boston of the chances of an
early season in the south.
"Good luck to you, Henry said as
they shook hands in parting. You've
saved one youngster's life, and the sea
son is not yet open."
"He'll be a mascot," said Boston aa
he waved a farewell. "Glad you
brought him out."
It was past supper time when Duncan
turned a very sleepy little boy over to
his sister. Tad looked up drowsily as
Marion put him to bed.
"There is circuses," he announced,
"rvmll-ir nnrl trnlir nnpet Tilrf T-Tenrv ssnifl.
And I got a lion's tail," he added as.
his sleep heavy eyelids closed. ,
' Marion came into the parlor, where
Duncan paced the floor.
"Are you a magician?" she asked
smilingly. Duncan shook his head.
"I knew Boston was going to take
his show south early this year and got
permission to bring Tad to the dress
rehearsal. Have I earned my fee?"
"How can you earn what was al
ready yours?" demanded Marion as he
drew her to mm.
Saved From Disgrace. " '
In one of the old families of Charles
ton, S. C, writes Mrs. Ravenel, there
was an important personage, Jack, the
butler. Jack disputed with another old
man, Harry, the butler of Mrs. Henry
Izard, the reputation of being the best
and most thoroughly trained servant in
town. From the judging of the wines
to the arrangement of a saitspoon there
was nothing which these withered
brown potentates did not decide and
maintain. Nothing would have aston
ished either more than that master or
mistress should dissent from his ver
dict, i
Jack was intolerant of anything
which he considered a breach of the
etiquette of the table. Nothing could
have induced him to serve a gentle
man before a lady, or a younger before
an elder brother. To place fruit and
wine on a tablecloth instead, of on
the. mahogany was to him a falling
from grace. Cn one occasion he was
much annoyed when a senator from
the up country twice asked for rice
with his fish. To the first request he
simply remained deaf; at the second
he bent down and whispered into the
senatorial ear. The genial gentleman
nodded and suppressed a laugh; but
when the servants had left the room
he burst into a roar and cried: "Judge,
you have a treasure! Jack has saved
me from disgrace, from exposing my
ignorance. He whispered, 'That
wouldn't, do, sir; we never eats rice
with fish.'" .
A Scriptural Bull.
Even the Bible is not free from bulls.
In chapter thirty-seven of the. book of
Isaiah appears the following confusion
of ideas: "Then the angel of the Lord
went forth, and smote in the camp of
the Assyrians a hundred and four
score and five thousand; and when
they arose early in the iporning, be
huld, they were all dead corpses."