Democratic Sentinel, Volume 10, Number 19, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 June 1886 — MISCELLANEOUS. [ARTICLE]

MISCELLANEOUS.

Sir John A. Macdonald, the Canadian Premier, lias announced that a commission will be appointed to investigate the whole Northwest Indian question, and that he will issue a manifesto to the country explaining the charges against the Indian Department “The President and his bride are the happiest of mortals; there are only thirty newspaper correspondents on hand to mar the love-making,” telegraphed a correspondent on Monday last from Deer Park, Md.: The President enjoys a smoke after every meal, and generally paces up and down in front of the porch while he puffs his fragrant Havanas. Alter dinner yesterday he came out to the cottage door with his wiie beside him. He 'hew his cigar-case from his pocket and *f;er glancing in it said something to bis wife, aid she hastened inside, returning a moment iator with a cigar. She plavfully placed the weed between his lips, and then, selecting a match fiom his match-case, lit his cigar for him, and they both laughed merrily over some remark he made. There are many of the lovers’ secrets that the newspaper men fail to find out, An old mountaineer tells a charming little story of the lioneymcon. He was loitering in the woods near the trout stream over which the rustic bridge mentioned above crosses. “I did not mean to watch them,” said he, blushingiy, in relating the incident, "but suspecting that the big man was the President, who I had heard was hero on his bridal journey, I had a sort of curiosity to see his wife. They were standing bn the little bridge. She accidentally dropped her liandktrchef in the stream. The President quickly crossed to the other side of the bridge, as the little bit of lace swept under it, and, reaching down with the hooked handle of his bamboo cane, brought up the handkerchief. His wife took the dripping handkerchief, and as she pressed the wator out of it she looked up with a smile in the President’s face and he bent down and kissed her tenderly. “That’s all there was of it,” said the gruff old countryman, “and I likes the President for it. Hiß wife is the purtiest little lady in the land.”