Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, March 22, 1903, Page 30

When the Ice Goes Out of the Rivers ICE PILED AGAINST B. & M. BRIDGES OVER THE PLATTE BRIDGE NEAR ASHLAND. AT A SHLAND AFTER GORGE HAD PASSED. LOUP RIVER AT FULL FLOOD, NEAR FULLERTON—Photo by N. Barber. Gleanings From the EPRESENTATIVE FOSS of Chi- cago, chairman of the naval af- fairs committee of the house, is a somewhat ponderous individual, and some of his critics are dis posed to claim that he takes himself a trifle more seriously than is absolutely neces- sary. They were discussing him one even- ing iu the lobby of one of the Washington hotels, and his colleague from Illinois, “Uncle Joe"’ Cannon, was appealed to for an opinion. “Well,”” said the next speaker of the house, ‘‘Foss is all right, but somehow he always reminds me of the prayer offered by the negro preacher. The invocation began this way: ‘Oh, thou mighty, all-sufficient, self-sufficient, inefficient God!" " iy sty J. T. Trowbridge tells this story of T eo- dore Parker in the Atlantic Monthly: “Parker was one of the anti-slavery lead- ers, one whose ability as a preacher gave him something more than a local reputa- tion, and carried the odium of his name as far as those of Phillips and Garrison were known and hated. How he was regarded in South Carolina was illustrated by an experience a Boston merchant once had at Charleston. An excited crowd, gathering around the hotel register, where he had written his name, observed him with sus- picious whisperings and threatening looks, which became alarming, when the excited landlord stepped up to him and said anx- fously: ‘Your name is Parker? ‘That is my name, sir.'” ‘Theodore Parker of Bos- ton, the abolitionist?’ ‘Oh, no, no, sir. 1 am Theodore D. Parker, a very different man! The landlord heaved a sign of re- lief. ‘I am glad to hear it!" he said. ‘And allow me to give you a bt of wholesomre advice: When you are rcgistering your name in southern hotels, write the “D.” damned plain!" " — e Captain “Joe” Pierce of Tennessee was one of the important adjuncts of the dem- ocratic congressional headquarters in the last campalign, relates the Washington Post. One evening as Sepator Carmack was entering the elevator to go te his rcom at his hotel someone said: “Senator, have you seen anything of Captain Pierce this evening?”’ Carmack was in a hurry and replied in au offhand way: “Oh, Pierce in dead.” The colored elevator boy heard this and told the next friend of Pierc:'s that came along that the captain had croseed the vale, That fricnd told the next TFenneesee man he met, and so the story went the rounds. Early next morniog Senator Carmack'’s tel- ephone rang. “Have you heard that old Captain Plerce MEETING HOUSE AT WOOD -—~Photo by Miss Penny. ANOTHER VIEW OF THE WRECKED BRIDGES AT ASHLAND. WRECK OF THE BRIDGE OVER THE LOI'® AT FULLERTON—Photo by N. Barber. Story Tellers’ is dead?’ someone at the other end of the line inguired “*No, I had not,"” replied the senator, who had totally fcrgotten his remark of the night before. “Too bad, too bad. I'll slip over to his house right away.” Pierce, he found, lived miles from the city limits, out in Maryland, but this did not deter the senator. Arrived there, the door was opened by Mrs. Pierce. Car- mack was becoming solemn and sympa- thetice ‘““My dear Mrs. Pierce,” he the death c¢f your husband | friend Just then a jovial voice broke in from the rear room: “What's tbat you ‘Joe' Pierce? Well, I guess not Carmack unearly dropped dead The voice was Plerce's. two began, “in lose a dear senator? say, Lose himself “Why, yes,"” says the generous manufac- turer to the goliciting church committee; “I +hall be glad, indeed, to provide for the new set of hymn books that you request.” “Oh, thank you—thank you, sir!"” cry the wembers of the committee, “But,” goes on the manufacturer, “why can't we have a little reciprocity about this? ¥ I 0o gomething for you why can't yeu do semething for me?” Pack “We will prayers,” committee, ““That’'s very good,” says the manufac- turer; “but you might do more than that. Suppese, now, that on th: opposite page from the one that will contain the hymn, ‘Bringing in the Sheaves,' you work in some sort of a favorable notice for my new barvesting machinery.”—Judge. always mention promises the our the you in chairman of TS A young Irishman had run up a small bill at the village store, and went in to pay it, first asking for a receipt. The pro- prietor grumbled and said it was too much trouble to give receipts for such small amounts., It was just as well to cross the account off, and he drew a diagonal pencil line across the book, “Does that settle tomer, “Certainly.” “An’' ye'll never be asking for it again?” “Certainly not.” “Faith, thin,” said the Irishman, coolly, “an’' I'll kape me money in me pockel, for I haven't paid it yet.” “Well,” was the retort, *‘I1 out.” “I thought tomer, dryly. receipt now. it?”’ asked the cus- can rub that 80,”" said the persistent “Maybe you'll give Here's the mopey.” cus- me a