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SUNDAY.JULY7,1912.
evidentally In possession of more money than brain*.
The individual members of this aggregation have pro-
ceeded to celebrate their arrival in God's country by-
getting beastly drunk, continually applying vile epi-
thet# to all “grlngoes” In particular and Insulting
women they meet upon the streets of this city both by
words, looks and gesture* and the peace and dignity
of El Paso demands that they be brought up with a
Jerk that will make their canine Incisors fairly ache.
It la a mistake to take these drunken but egotis-
tical asses before the police court and Impose simple
fines upon them for continued exhibition of their aslnin-
ty and bestiality. They have the money with which to
pay the fines and resume their accustomend antics un-
til ruch time as some impetuous gentleman may feet
impelled to soil hU hands In an effort to knock their
blocks squarely off their shoulders. A more salu-
tary procedure should be adopted that is calculated
to bring them to their senses
A term of from thirty to sixty or ninety days at
the rock pile would doubtless inspire these visitors will!
some respect for the promptings of common decency-,
as well as with a becoming regard for the peace and
dignity of the city of El Paso, and It Is to be hopoo
that when the next Bacchanalian revel breaks out
among them the officer* of the city charge) with the
proper enforcement of the law will proceed without un-
necessary delay to introduce these "gentlemen” to th.i
mellowing influence of making small rocks of largo
one*.
CURRENT EVENTS OF THE WEEK
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Flocking to Democratic Standard
One of the. most gratifying Indications of the polit-
ical situation lies In tne manner In which former Re-
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God Pity the Poor Farmers Now
The very first thought that pops Into the mind of
the political demogogue with an ax to grind is the hope
of being able to evolve some scheme by which he can
successfully hoodwink the farmers of the country and
incidentally the wage earners generally. This manner
of procedure is wholly predicated upon the assumption
that Uncle Reuben is an ignorant and unsophisticated
old cuss, who has had neither time or opportunity to
Inform* himself, but Is always ready to accept as gos-
pel truth* the information that I* given by word of
mouth by ihe flannel-mouthed and leather-lunged po-
litical spieler who staris out on a campaign the object
of which is to delude the man with hayseed In hia
hair.
Such Is the idea of Col. Theodore Roosevelt—the
disappointed political and military adventurer who
started his windmill with the determination of annihil-
ating a certain straw stack, but who lost his pet goat
In the operation, Repudiated by the party which had
heretofore, honored him by giving him the highest hon-
ors it possessed, not content with those honors and the
title of the only living ex-presdent, he sought to take
by force that which Ills parly and nation have given
no other man, and he was lncontinentally bounced out
Into the commons and suddenly found ljlmself without,
honors and absolutely without parly ties. The Repub-
lican party having thus summarily withdrawn from
Col. Theodore Roosevelt, he has set about the exceed-
ingly arduous task of organizing a party of his own—a
party not of the bosses, but of the boas—one that he
can hold In the hollow of Ills hand and one that will
perform the expected gyrations Just exactly a* he feel*
Impelled to pull the string,
In the formation of this new party Coy. Roosevelt
begins at the same fountainhead employed by other*
like him, who have tried and failed. Hi* design la
to inveigle the farmers of the country into following
him with the claim that both of the old parties have
been faithless to the masses and In the natural devel-
opment of events the time ha* come when a new
party that will stand absolutely for the rights of the
masses Is at hand. The colonel will not explain In Ills
connection that the contingency did not arise and he did
not see the true light until he had been so ruthlessly
bounced by the Republican party. That Is a develop-
ment In the situation that he will not touch with a
forty-foot pole.
In th« formation of his new party which Is to ap-
peal with such telling effect lo the farming Interests
of .the country. Col. Roosevelt has the distinguished as-
sistance of that eminent, agriculturist, George W. Per-
kins, of New York. Farmer l’crkins has been known
to the arglcultural circles of the United States for sev-
eral year* through his connection with the Harvester
trust—that great combination of capital that has levied
such cxhorbltatit tribute upon the farming class, and
which was protected In its monopoly of the Imple-
ments of husbandry it manufactures and sells by this
same Col. Theodore Roosevelt, who prevented Its pros-
ecution for open and flagrant violation of the law while
ho was serving this nation In the capacity he has bo
unsuccessfully sought to again fill. Associated with
Col. Roosevelt in his design to organise thle new par-
ty among the farmers in addition to Farmer Perkins
—not old 81 Perkins, mind you, but George, we find
a scintillating galaxy of horny-handed sons of toll an!
acienttfic tillers of the soil in the personages of Farmer
Gifford Pinohot. Farmer Orinsby Mcllarg, Farmer
Hiram Johnson, of California—fine types of the agri-
culturists who know Just when tomatoes have to be
dug and Irish potatoes mowed to obtain the best re-
sult*
These are the men who are advising the colonel as
to how It is best to proceed among their agricultural
brethren, and with such leaders of the farming class
actively engaged in the eolonei's campaign there can
be no doubt as to the result. There is going to be such
a shaking up of the agricultural drybones as has not
been witnessed on the American continent during the
past century. The old Grange, the Farmers' Alliance,
the Populist party and all Ihe agricultural combina-
tions that adorn the pages of political history will pale
Into the insignificance of one of the colonel’s promises
In comparison with what Is going to happen now
among the farmers and wage-earners of the country, ac-
cording to the plans of the distinguished coterie that
has thus ’ undertaken to farm out the farmers of th's
nation to Co!. Theodore Roosevelt,
But Uncle Reuben Is not so Ignorant now as when
the colonel first obtained his Impressions of his capac-
ity and underatanding. Rural mall delivery has been a
qonderful factor in educating the farming clasa of this
nation. They read all the leading newspapers and
other periodicals that are published, and they have
their own opinion both of men and measures. Col.
Roosevelt Is going to find the American farmer an un-
manageable quantity.
Send Them to the Rockpile
There are a number of scions of Red FiagDm in
the city fit El Paso w ho have brought themselves here,
unbidden, from the city of Chihuahua, and who are
since the adoption of a progressive platform and the
nomination of a progressive as the Democratic Stand-
ard bearer. Men who have been high in the councils
of the Republican party, but who are firm In the con-
viction thai th-i old party has become the party of tne
reactionaries and (hat (here is absolutely no hope of di-
vorcing It from Us servility to the classes, afe coming
out openly and boldly In support of the Democratic
party this year a number of states that have been
heretofore hopelessly Republican, and while we have
the positive assoranee. from Col. Roosevelt that he is
going to organise all the progressives of both party or-
ganizations unto the sacred environments of the Teddy
Bear party, it Is evident that the colonel and his Ted-
dy Bears are going to do no harm in the impending
campaign, except to the possibility of President Taft
carrying a few states. The Teddy Bear organization
is an organization of personal spite and spleen, and
stands for no real political principles. It is representa-
tive of nothing on earth but the unhallowed political
ambition of the man responsible for Us organization,
and the masses of the great American people are too
wise to be led Into a combination to pay the personal
political debts or promote the selfish political ambition
of Col. Theodore Roosevelt. They are going to leave
the Teddy Bear organization to the consideration
wholly of the Republican soreheads who got theirs at
Chicago-
In the Democratic party there Is nothing but peace
and harmony. The heartburnings and dlaappointments
Incident to the Baltimore convention have given place
to party loyalty and devotion to Democratic princi-
ples which surely presage a sweeping Democratic vic-
tory in November. All party differences have been
healed In the wisdom of the selection made and the
platform adopted, and with all the adverse criticism
that has been handed out concerning William J Bryan
and his actions at Baltimore, the admission has to be
made that he budded wisely and well. Even Col. Hen-
ry Watterson, the great editor of the Louisville Cou-
rier Journal, who so unmercifully flayed Woodrow
Wilson prior to the Baltimore convention now says:
“In a choice between Taft, Roosevelt and the devil, X
am going to support the Democratic nominee.”
That the Democratic ticket is going to sweep the
country in November is a sign of the times that can
already he accurately gauged for there are so many in-
dications In that dtrectoln as to render the result in-
disputable. This great nation Is going to throw off the
shackles of Republeunism—going to sweep the ras-
cals out of every branch of the national government,
and the people are going to have a return to that
form of government that Is guaranteed them under the
federal constitution. There Is going to be economy
and wisdom displayed In governmental affairs, the in-
terests are going to be routed from their control, and
the musses afforded such relief aa comes from econo-
mic government constitutionally administered. And the
only consolation that will be left the Republicans will
he that Taft beat Roosevelt and Roosevelt beat Taft—
both will become political back numbers.
Jonah Swallowed The Whale
Believing that Madero never-had half a chance
to put any of his more complex reforms Into prac-
tice, and strongly doubting whether the men Oroz-
co has gathered about him could do as well, the
American people, and a large proportion of the
Mexicans, have withheld all swmpathy from the
rebels, and have desired only peace, quiet, and
safety for Mexico, making way for a return of
prosperity and the resumption of national progress.
Mighty few persons In. either country, outside of
those directly engaged In Insurrection, are going
to feel or express any regret at the failure of the
rebel campaign south of Chihuahua.—El Paso
Herald.
It is clearly evident from the above really sane and
lucid editorial expression from the official Red-Headed
organ of the Red Flaggers that there are short periods
and brief Intervals when it "actually has gleams ot
real human intelligence.” and one of these spasms ap-
pears to have overtaken It with the arrival of Its de-
moralized proteges at the American border. It Is also
evident from even a cursory perusal of this heart-
wringing admission of Red Flag rebel defeat that the
Jonah actually realizes that It swallowed a wriale and
that the Jonah la now proceeding to rpew the whale
up on dry land. It Is going to prove a much more dif-
ficult task to get the amphibian up than It was to get
him down, but Jonah Is going to bring him up or bust
the proverbial hame-strlng.
Having touted Red Fiaglsm and all It stands for
during the past five months and having sought to make
demt-goda unsuccessfully of a bunch of vagabonds and
thieves who were incapable of appreciating the elevat-
ing Influence behind them, the Red-Headed official
organ of the 111-emclllng aggregation la compelled to ad-
mit the futility of ita effort#
And genor Pascual Orosco?
He aays: "81. senor—It was one most noble cause,
one moat beautiful Red Flag, one glorious opportunity
to get pesos from the rich men of Chihuahua, ono
magnificent time to teat up railroads, one great per-
iod when 1 could swell up and call myself generalis-
simo, but aenor, we had our Jonah.”
Sherloc k Holmes in Real Life
THE TIMES’LAY SERMON
Written for the Times by HEC A. McEACHIN.
The New York American says:
If you were a handsome young woman of artistic temperament
would yen renounce New York to live on a ranch, even if there were
an estate worth more than $100,000 as a prize?
That Is what vivacious little Lucia D’Aragon, daughter .of one of
the oldest Spanish families in the Southwest, is going to do. And it
all came about through the odd will left by her eccentric old great-
uncle. Jose D’Aragon, who died recently on his vast estate in Pajarito,
New Mexico.
Four years ago Miss D’Aragon came to this city with her sister,
Mrs. A. M. Harper, to study music. Both her father and her great-
uncle opposed her course so bitterly that when the father, called In
New Mexico "the Spanish cattle king,” died, leaving a large estate, all
but a small part of it went to her sister and to a brother living in Chi-
cago. But the Uncle had another way of causing her to forsake New
York.
His wbl provides that unless she vowed within six months to re-
turn to his ranch and take charge of It his entire estate, with its six
thousand acres and its ten thousand and more head of cattle, would
go to other members of the family. He added at the bottom of the
will this little note: '‘Lucia, the great city Is not the place for a Span-
ish gentlewoman.”
And Miss D'Aragon, after four years In the city, agrees with his
views and Is going to return. She Is only 20, and came here from the
Loretta Heights Convent in Denver, where she had spent most of her
girlhood. She was born In Saragossa, Aragon, Spain.
If we were the handsomest young woman that ever tripped down Fifth
avenue In New York City, with a temperament so artistic that we could see a
spasm of delight In a mud fence, we would be willing to renounce New York
and all it contains for the blessed privilege of living and having an existence
In any portion of the Great Southwest.
There Is nothing in New York City that can compensate for the deficien-
cies that exist there In comparison with what this little Spanish girl enjoyed
before she took up her abode In that great city and the surprising feature of
the situation is that the memories of New Mexico—with the recollections of
rhe Southwest in her girlish heart, she could have been content to remain in
the city for the period of time she has spent there. There must have come
moments when her heart cried out for the things she had known and lost—
there must have been periods when the fickleness, the sham and the deceit
that lies hidden under the glare of the great city came home to her and her
tender heart must have longed and cried out continually for what she had
known and sacrificed. There must have been but little difficulty for this
little Spanish maiden to carry out the wishes of her dead uncle and return to
the life, the joy and happiness that was hers before she was tempted to sac-
rifice it all in the hope of a "career.”
There are thousands of other little girls who have traveled the same
road that was pursued by this little Spanish girl from New Mexico. They
chafe and fret with their home surroundings until life becomes almost a
burden, if they are possessed of any form of talent they are attracted to the
great cities by the stories they read and hear of what has been accomplished
by some other woman who in such environments was able to cultivate and
develop that talent in such a manner as to bring both fame and fortune.
They believe that with similar opportunities they also may achieve a career,
and they cry out for that opportunity until the way opens and they find
themselves In their new environments. In a short time the girl finds that
success in the big city Is actually harder to attain than in the circumscribed
bounds of her former environments, from the fact that the talent that was
unusual at home is but mediocre In the centers of Eastern civilization. And
there are thousands there who are possessed of even a higher order of talent
striving for the same goal that has been the dream of her existence. It Is a
merciless game of the survival of the fittest, and it is only the ones with the
very highest order of talent that are able to surmount the almost Insuper-
able difficulties and wring success that is so grudgingly given.
And this is not all. There are human wolves in sheep’s clothing lurking
around every corner whose very presence is contamination and whose influ-
ence is worse than death. These hypocritical scoundrels are looking for lit-
tle girls with talent—they always have the opportunity at their command
that Is being sought. They are willing to take little girls under their "pro-
tection” and guarantee they will find at the end of the primrose path all the
Joy and happiness that could be expected In the big city. Thousands of lit-
tle trusting girls are drawn Into the toils and machination* of these lech-
erous scoundrels unwittingly. Flattered by the belief they have found wealthy
and influential friends who can be of material assistance to them In the
achievement of a career, they are led on until they finally awaken to the
tact that the career blocked out for them is one of Infamy and degradation.
If they are strong and true to their womanhood they escape, but if they are
trustful and confiding, they soon become denizens of the underworld.
these are the things that old Spanish uncle had in mind when he made
his will and imposed the condition It contained that his little niece must
choose at once and for all between life In the big and gay city and life on
the ranch down in NVw Mexico. He knew the temptations and dangers that
the little girl was constantly exposed to In the great city, and he resolved that
he would take the only means at his command to shield her from the dan-
gers that constantly encircled her. If she would return to the New Mexico
ranch and abandon all thought of that city career, then there was affluence
at her command—the New Mexico portals were ready to swing open for the
return of the mistress who had strayed away after false and strange gods.
If she chose to remain in the great city, then she must do so with the con-
sciousness that it Involved the deliberate sacrifice of all that would be other-
wise so freely bestowed, and It did not take much time for the little Spanish
girl to make a sensible decision. v
She Is coming back to the New Mexico ranch—she is going to surrender
ell hope, of a city career to come back and resume her place among those
who know and love her. She is going to find true happiness by becoming a
real woman of the Southwest—not one of those namby-pamby things that
AUnnaJ tW°i?en ln eMCt* K“t‘ but “ reaI woman|Y woman whose soul Is
attuned to Its magnificent natural surroundings, whose heart Is loyal to the
history and traditions of her former home, and find the happiness she could
have found in no other direction.
o.h.J'irrr °f *.? ,8ou‘hwe,,t arp « hom« nowhere else. Then, i, no
home, m - aatlsfy them permanently when once they have had their
homes in this land of real freedom and true nobility.
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The Childless Apartment.
Bliffklns and his wife In lne on*
of these fashionable, childless apart-
ment houses. The visiting friend
speaks.
"Say. what became of that pretty
bull terrier you used to have around
to keep Mrs. Bliffklns company dur-
ing the day?"
“The management wouldn't stand
for It, so we gave him away. We
ventured a canary, but they kiaked
on that. I suggested some gold fish,
but Mra Bliffklns said they remind-
ed her of swimming snakes."
"How'd you finally agree:”
"Excellently. I bought her one
of these Mexican jumping beana It's
cute as It can be. Say. Clara, get our
little Pedro end make him do some
of his stunts.”
So She Showed Him.
"I want somebody to show me
where to unload this coal." said the
grimy looking man at the kitchen
door.
"You needn't ask me about that.”
retorted the young woman; ”1 don't
have anything to do with unloading
coal; I'm the kitchen lady."
”1 can't help that." he rejoined;
<T‘m the coal gentleman, and the
father of three kitchen ladies, one
laundry lady, and one chamber lady,
and If you don't show me where to
put this coal I'll call the woman of
the house.”
*T'U show you, air,” she humbly
replied, and led the way to the coal
replied.
cellar.
One afternoon in November, at 3
o'clock, Dr. von Holtersdorff was
walking along on Unter den Linden,
when suddenly a terrible hubbub,
emanating from No. 31. reached his
ears. A moment later a woman, the
wife of the porter of this house,
rushed into the street, exclaiming:
"Gott in Himmel! Poor, sweet
dear lady. She has hung herself.”
"Who has hung herself? asked Dr.
von Holtersdorff.
"Frau Messner, the wife of Herr
Anatomle Assistant Messner, and he
has Just .come home and found her
dead.'"
Dr. von Holtersdorff, through his
capactiy as a criminologist, had often
seen Messner, who was employed as
an assistant in the Uhlenhuth labor-
atories for biological examination of
human and animal blood, and, calling
a gendarme, who had been attracted
by the noise, he told the man to fol-
low him and entered the house.
He found Messner. who was a small
diffident, disagreeable little man, sit-
ting beside the body of his wife,
which was still suspended from a rope
from the celling, wringing his hands
and screaming Incoherently:
"8he has hung herself! Why?
She has hung herself!”
His eyes were wild, his hair dishev-
eled, his collar and cravat disordered.
Dr. von Holtersdorff knew vaguely
that the couple had not been happy,
and it was. of course, possible that
the man’s hysteria was due to remorse
for some final quarrel that had Im-
pelled the woman to take this step.
He took him by the shoulders and
forced him from the room. He was
about to return to the bedroom when
the daughter of Frau Messner, by
her first husband, came running ln.
The porter had telephoned her.
She was about to rush Into her
mother's room, when Dr. von Holters-
dorff stopped her.
"You had better wait until we have
taken the body down,” he said gent-
ly. "It Is not right you should see
your mother now. Go Into the din-
ing room to your stepfather.”
“Never!" cried the young woman
excitedly. "I have heard your name
often Dr. von Holtersdorff, and I
feel I can speak frankly to you. That
man is a demon. He as surely mur-
dered my mother by making life in-
tolerable to her by his whims and
vagaries, thus forcing her to end her
life, as If he had actually stabbed
her or shot her. I don’t want to
see him. I left my mother’s home—It
was her home, really, for she paid for
everything, as he never gave her a
cent—because I could not bear to see
how things were going.”
"My dear young lady,” said Dr. von
Holtersdorff, “you will have to com-
pose yourself. And he asked the
porter's wife to look after the young
woman while he went back to the
bedroom.
He returned ln half an hour and
went to the porter’s rooms, where
Frau Messner's daughter wes -wait-
ing. From there he called to the
gendarme, whom he had stationed in
front of the door to come in.
“Dlesntmann,” he said, "go and ar-
rest Messner and, If necessary, use
force, Take him down to the station
house. I will be there directly.”
Then turning to the disconsolate
daughter of the dead woman, he said:
“Your mother did not hang herself.
She was poisoned by your stepfather
with phosphoric acid or phosphoric
salve. Afterward he strung her up to
simulate the appearance of suicide."
"How Is It possible that you dis-
covered this?” exclaimed the young
woman.
“To begin with,” said Dr. von Hol-
tersdorff, “we criminologists never
accept the theory of suicide unless
there are Indubitable proofs of it.
Now the proofs all tended the other
way.
"When I came Into the bedroom
I found Messner In a state of col-
lapse, which remorse, It Is true,
might have occasioned, and while I
gave him the benefit of the doubt, I
could not help noticing that his
usually sleek hair was all awry, hts
collar and cravat, usually so Irre-
proachable, were open, and his ap-
pearance that of a third class actor
trying to create the Impression of ex-
traordinary excitement. But ln real
life folks do not tear open their col-
lars when excited. They never think
about their appearance. Frequently
even the expression of the face, con-
trary to general belief, does not idex
the Inward tension.
“So far common sense only had
made me suspicious. When I returned
to the bedroom, -after hearing what
you had to say, I found a drop of
oil of turpentine on the cover of the
washst&nd. We scientists know, and
Herr Messner. being employed by the
Uhlenhuth laboratories, knows that
alcohol, or sulphate of lead, or oil of
turpentine will remove the traces of
phosphoric acid or phosphoric Balve,
both of which, of course, are highly
luminous In the dark. Therefore the
presence of this drop of oil of turpen-
tine was suspicious, for it is an oint-
ment for which a household hasn't
much use.
“I drew the blinds and closed the
shutters, so that the room was entire-
ly dark. The n I examined the dead
woman's mouth. The traces of phos-
phoric salve had been carefully re-
moved, but several spots upon the
tongue, deep down In the cavity of the
throat, were luminous.
“The possibility pf course, existed
that your mother had poisoned her-
self. and that your stepfather, fearing
that suspicion would fall upon him,
had used his medical knowledge to
erase the traces of the poison, and
then had suspended your mother to
simulate suicide by hanging, which Is
the form of suicide to which women,
as a rule, give preference.
"To ascertain whether your moth-
er had been alive when she was
hanged, or whether her dead body
had been suspended, I removed the
rope very carefully from her neck.
The very fact that a rope had been
used pointed to murder, for suicides
by hanging almost invariably employ
seme soft substance—a scarf, a silk
handkerchief or Indian silk—the
sub-conscious tendency being to min-
imize pain at the moment of death
as much as posstble.
"Well, after I had laid the body
upon the bed, I carefully examined
the skin and the flesh upon which
the rope had pressed. The double
noose. In hanging, squeezes a fold up-
on the flesh ln between the two
strands of the rope or scarf used, par-
ticularly In persons tending to corpu-
lency, like your mother. Now, we
know that the capillaries of the cutis
that Is, the skin—Immediately, or
almost immediately after death emp-
ty themselves of the blood that is ln
them. In persons who have hanged
themselves, the noose being placed
around the neck during life, this fold
of flesh will retain a considerable
amount of blood for hours after
death: ln fact, until the noose Is-re-
moved, for the pressure to which
the neck is subjected by the noose
makes it impossible for the blood to
recede from between it.
"Your mother's neck did not pre-
sent this appearance. The skin
caught by the noose was saggy, and
• here was not a drop cf blood left
in the skin or the flesh caught be-
tween the noose—conclusive proof
that the skin and the flesh had be-
come exsangutned before the noose
was placed about the neck.
t0 I"akp assurance doubly
tl 0,|?ned the body- and found
wMth v»f. ‘Ver Y88 dark red evened
With yellow spots—the infallible sign
of phosphoric poisoning."
dJh„USmV! t'ie ca?e of Hprr Messner,
did a little knowledge prove a dan-
s'olence S*"* a H* kne*' ™oufhof
hi. to n*ake no attempt to denv
his crime when Dr. Von Holtershnff
confronted him with the facts.
-—■.■■■ -■■■
,®he hasn't complained.”
sh5s very Patient. But she
things. andS,henye are ‘t7
whVsh^TVa\u^ry.”Cr°S3
,^'et often I fancy.”
hurrv ,near,y always in a
for hakine- eyerythtr>* all ready
ror Baking and finds at the last
get’s a* nndd|httan Many ypast- or
fa u Pudding all mixed, and finds
Ind ^n‘ a"?’ ?utmeg °r something.
c»uJh,K 8he* !n an awful «tew, be-
i.i0? lB aM rPady and tnay-
oe visitors are coming, and I can'r
run a very long distance, you know
I feel sorry for poor mamma."
about”U?” el1' Wh8t can you d°
a mom? c‘ahr.''kinC you ml*ht *pt me
m psrs, ,
anecdote of President Lincoln- C
day an old negro, dad In rage a
carrying a burden on his head, amb
into the executive mansion and dr<
ped his load on the floor. Steppl
toward President Lincoln he said:
'Am you de President, sah?”
"I am." said r. Lincoln.
'If dat am a fac', I’se glad to m
per. Yer see, I lives away up dar
de back o' Virglnle. and I'se a p<
man, sah. I hear der is some p
visions in de con'stutlon for de cull
man, and I’m here to get some
'em. sah ”
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Telling the Twins Apart.
An Irishman once had twin bi
who looked so very much alike tl
people who knew the famll- ofi
wondered how their parents t‘
them apart.
After church one day the minis
was admiring the boys, who wi
then two years old.
“But. sister." was his objection,
don’t see how you can tell thi
apart.”
“Aye,” answered the mother prot
ly, "that's aisy. I just whip Mulligi
and If he cries It’s Hooligan.”
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