anaheim-gazette 1906-01-11

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Scott's Emulsion is always the same; always palatable and always beneficial where the body is wasting from any cause, either in children or adults. We will send you a sample free. Be sure that this picture in the form of a label is on the wrapper of every bottle of Emulsion you buy. SCOTT & BOWNE CHEMISTS 409 Pearl St., New York 50c. and $1.00. All Druggists HINDOO CREMATION. The Funeral Pyre and the Rites Before the Burning. Toward the upper end of the ghats is the burning ground. There are no steps here, but a slope of beaten dirt. Stop half an hour and you may see every step of the cremation rites. Sitting on stone ramparts above, to the right and left, are friends and relatives of the dead ones. The figure to the right, huddled up in a bright green wrap, is of the lowest caste of Hindoo and keeps the mat shed near by, where the sacred fire for igniting every corpse is for sale. You hear hoarse, loud cries of "Ram! Ramana!" and, behold, a burial procession is coming down the slope. Four men carry the corpse slung between two bamboo poles and cry to the god Ram. He is the personification of filial love, and thus it is meet that they should call him to witness. They swing down to the river and immerse the corpse. It is wrapped in a white shroud stained with red blotches. Then they lift the head slightly out of the water and remove the shroud from the face, splashing water five times upon the mouth. Others in the meantime are building a wooden pyre, made of fagots sold near by and when finished standing three feet or more above ground. The corpse, its dark color showing through the dripping shroud, is then placed on the wooden altar and covered with fagots. This done, all but two mount the ramparts and watch the final ceremony. Of the two remaining, one ACTING AFRAID OF IT IS the Surest Way In the Provoke an Attack. It is curious, to me wonders well dogs understand people seem at a glance or very soon to decide in their minds what it would be safe to assail others their owner's premises, pincott's Magazine. My own that every one of them, big or high or low degree, would live every stranger that he sees for their master makes them make them pretend to be everybody who approaches they debate momentarily when a comer is afraid of them. If they either extend a friend which always is deceitful, or be indifferent. If he is, they a bite, more or less deep, away from possible consequence. For years and years I have the rule, when visiting a peeling out of town, unless I know that he keeps no dog of a halt at the gate, raise a l await not only my hostion, but his approach and companion into his house not tell the number of times have been barked at furiously inside by dogs whose owner that in all their lives they done such a thing before t genteel appearance. The counsels and admonitions upon me might have exerted gratitude if they had not been useless. I have been asked times that it makes me almost have the question repeated, "you just go along without slightly out of the water and remove the shroud from the face, splashing water five times upon the mouth. Others in the meantime are building a wooden pyre, made of fagots sold near by and when finished standing three feet or more above ground. The corpse, its dark color showing through the dripping shroud, is then placed on the wooden altar and covered with fagots. This done, all but two mount the ramparts and watch the final ceremony. Of the two remaining, one pours oil upon the wood from a small clay dish, while the other goes to the fire house above. He soon returns with a long straw wisp, blazing at one end. He advances to the corpse's head, touches it with the wisp and then circles the pyre five times, touching the head each time until the fifth, when he places the blazing wisp beneath the feet, and the whole pile bursts into flame. When all is consumed the ashes are raked into the river and float away to bliss eternal.—F. J. O. Alsop in Outing. PEARL FISHERIES. How the Gems Are Obtained and Disposed of In Ceylon. Since Keats told how "the Ceylon diver held his breath and went, all naked, to the hungry shark" many poets have exhausted the resources of their imagination in trying to describe the wonderful pearl fisheries of Ceylon. A few facts about them may be of interest, if only as an antidote to so much poetry. The pearl fisheries are the property of the government of Ceylon. The divers are paid no wages, but receive one-third of the oysters they bring up, the remaining two-thirds being taken by a government agent and sold at public auction to speculative buyers, who gather from all parts of the orient. The pearl fishery usually lasts from thirty to forty days, but does not Stories of Artemus Ward. When Artemus Ward's busier once asked him about tanic origin he replied, "I came from Jerusalem, for my name was Levi, and we had and a Nathan in the family poor brother's name was perhaps that makes us Persian. When the humorist began he would sometimes describe saying, "One of the feature entertainment is that it contains many things that don't have to do with it," and in the lecture he would stop and "Owing to a slight indisposition will now have an intermissive teen minutes." The audience would begin uncomfortable at the thought of vacancy for that the rubbing his hands, the lecturer continue, "But, ah—I will intermission by telling a few." It is said that even his bufters were eccentric and that writing to a publisher who some alterations in his man said, "The next book I writing to get you to write." THE TYRANT OF THE HOUSE. While baby sleeps We cannot jump or dance or sing, Play jolly games or do a thing To make a noise. The floor might creak If we should walk. We scarcely speak Or breathe while baby takes a nap Lest we should wake the little chap. A strict watch nurse always keeps While baby sleeps! When baby wakes, But little gratitude he shows When other people want to doze. At night, when folks have gone to bed, He rouses them all up instead To wait on him. Ma lights the lamp And warms milk for the little scamp. Pa walks him up and down the floor, Sometimes two hours and sometimes more, And nurse comes running, in a stew, To see what she for him can do, And Will and Harry, at the row, Call, "What's the matter with him now?" And I'm waked up at all the clatter To wonder what on earth's the matter. Such uproar in the house he makes When baby wakes! So, if asleep or if awake, The house exists but for his sake, And such a tiny fellow he To be boss of this family! —Eva Lovett in Independence. FRENCH HUMOR. M. Francisque Sarcey and His Grotesque Effigy In the Carnival. It is often said that Frenchmen lack humor and dread ridicule, but M. Francisque Sarcey has given an example of that humorous good sense which defies mockery. At carnival time in Paris it is customary to exhibit on the boulevards grotesque effigies of well known public men. A modest stranger called on M. Sarcey to tell him that his image was to figure in the procession. "Very good," said M. Sarcey. "What can I do for you?" "Well, if you would be so kind as to lend us some your veritable garments, they would make the likeness all the stronger." "No doubt," responded the critic blandly. "In that cupboard you will find several hats." Brown wind of Connaught pass the bogland blown (brown wind of Connaught) has my heart to a stone, cries my name at twilight cries it at the noon— Mairgread Ban! Oh, Mairgread Ban! like a fairy tune. Brown wind of Connaught, in Dermot came to woo (brown wind of Connaught), board his whispers, too, while my wheel goes whirring ups on my window pane open wide to the dead outside the sea salt misty rain. Brown wind of Connaught a women wailed one day (brown wind of Connaught) a wreck in Galway bay, many the dark faced fishers gathered their nets in fear, the sank straight to the ghostly gate. he was my Dermot dear. —Shan Van Vocht. ING AFRAID OF DOGS. Surest Way In the World to Provoke an Attack. various, to me wonderful, how is understand people. They glance or very soon thereafter in their minds whether or not be safe to assail one who enowner's premises, says LipMagazine. My own opinion is one of them, big or little, of now degree, would like to bite anger that he sees. Their love master makes them jealous or them pretend to be jealous of who approaches them, and date momentarily whether or not is afraid of them. If he is not, ever extend a friendly salute, always is deceitful, or assume to rent. If he is, they give him more or less deep, then slink in possible consequences. years I have followed when visiting a person residtown, unless I know positivekeeps no dog of any size, to the gate, raise a halloo and not only my host's invitation his approach and his acment into his house. I could the number of times wherein I barked at furiously from the dogs whose owners declared all their lives they had never a thing before to a man of appearance. ansels and admonitions bestowme might have excited some if they had not been wholly I have been asked so many but it makes me almost sick to question repeated, "Why don't go along without noticing wards grotesque effigies of well known public men. A modest stranger called on M. Sarcey to tell him that his image was to figure in the procession. "Very good," said M. Sarcey. "What can I do for you?" "Well, if you would be so kind as to lend us some your veritable garments, they would make the likeness all the stronger." "No doubt," responded the critie blandly. "In that cupboard you will find several hats." "Oh, the veritable hat will not doll You see, your head—I mean the head of the effigy—is enormous." "Tres bien. Take a coat, then." Dressed in the veritable coat, the Sarcey dummy was an immense success. It seemed so strange to literary Paris, however, for a man to aid and abet the caricature of himself that M. Sarcey has volunteered an explanation, which is a delicious bit of humor. "Lamar-tine," he remarks, "would not have consented to lend his coat for such a purpose. He was a poet with a sensitive soul. So was Victor Hugo. But what would you? We cannot all be Lamar-tines and Hugos. Why should we poor journalists, who have no feelings to speak of, deny ourselves to the populace when we can contribute to their harmless amusement? Besides, they may not always think it worth their while to notice us. "An agreeable trifler came to me the other day and asked my permission for the use of my name in a burlesque. I gave it cheerfully. 'This may be the last time,' said he. 'What do you mean?' I asked. 'Well, you are going out of date, and next year you may not be worth a laugh!" —Exchange. A TRANSPOSITION. It Mangled the Salutation, but the King Controlled His Face. An American who years ago served as our minister to Spain was fond of telling the following joke upon himself: Shortly after he had become settled in his new home he was bidden to a state ceremonial, where he was to be presented to the king. His knowledge of languages was limited to English and French, and being desirous of addressing the sovereign in his own tongue he took pains to "coach" for the occasion. Several phrases were rehearsed until he felt that he had mastered them. When the critical moment arrived, he saluted the king with great dignity, spoke a few words in Spanish and passed on. "What did you say?" asked an Eng- The number of times wherein I barked at furiously from the dogs whose owners declared all their lives they had never a thing before to a man of appearance. Densels and admonitions bestow me might have excited some if they had not been wholly I have been asked so many that it makes me almost sick to question repeated, "Why don't you go along without noticing dogs, not being or at least pretot to be afraid? Not one dog will try to bite a gentleman is provoked or sees that he is avoided." Series of Artemus Ward. Artemus Ward's business man asked him about his Puritanism he replied, "I think we from Jerusalem, for my father's Levi, and we had a Mosesathan in the family, but my father's name was Cyrus, so what makes us Persians." The humorist began his lecture and sometimes describe it by "One of the features of my moment is that it contains so things that don't have anything with it," and in the middle of he would stop and say: "To a slight indisposition, we have an intermission of fif-utes." Indifference would begin to feelatable at the thought of staracancy for that time, when, his hands, the lecturer would "But, ah—I will occupy the nation by telling a few stories." Did that even his business let eccentric and that once in a publisher who had made operations in his manuscript he next book I write I'm go-t you to write." State ceremonial, where he was to be presented to the king. His knowledge of languages was limited to English and French, and being desirous of addressing the sovereign in his own tongue he took pains to "coach" for the occasion. Several phrases were rehearsed until he felt that he had mastered them. When the critical moment arrived, he saluted the king with great dignity, spoke a few words in Spanish and passed on. “What did you say?” asked an English gentleman. "I spoke in Spanish," was the rejoiner. "I said, 'I cast myself at your feet,' which I am told is the most respectful form of salutation." "Ah, no," corrected a Spaniard, who had been observed to smile at the embassador's greeting. "You are mistaken. You transposed your words, and quite altered the meaning." “What did I say?” asked the diplomat. With a twinkle in his eye the Spaniard made answer, "What you really said was, 'I throw my heels at your head.'" But the king had not betrayed by so much as the fluttering of an eyelid that anything unusual had occurred.—Harrer's Magazine. Inseparable. Affrighted, he turned on his pursuer. “You black thing, why do you follow me constantly? What are you?” “I am your sunshine companion,” mockingly replied his shadow.—Chicago Tribune. Just Whistling. 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