1
A Long Tumble.— One day last
week a four-hone iem belonging to
Mr. A. P. Shaw, of Moscow, met
* with an ac' ident unusually fortunate.
Tt e wagon was laden with hay and
, sent to Pekin mine. Near this point
II it wes necessary to ascend a pirecipit
ous hill to re ch the stable, in doirg
' which the wagon U|set, carrying the
| whole business somersaulting to the
I county road below, a distance of at
least 400 feet. Strange to say, only
j one of the horses was hurt, he but
I slightly,
, A critical reporter describes Mrs.
Langtry’s feet as very large. We
would surmise that her visit to Cum
-1 berland in December, ostensibly to
’ play, is really one in quest of a pair
of feminine lasts of a number peou-
I liar to that city. It might besuspeot
i ed also that nothing short of the pro-
I coeds of one performance would pay
1 for the slippers.
j Mornings Cool.—Yesterday at 6
) a. m. the thermometer was down to
50.
The cholera is making rapid strides
' in the east. Its course is westward.
I Every wise woman knows how
much better the corner biscuit is than
any other, as it has crust all around;
and one of the fraternity has invented
a tin to hake an even number four, so
that everyone will be a corner biscuit.
