Democratic Sentinel, Volume 14, Number 9, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 March 1890 — COMFORT CHANGES THEM. [ARTICLE]

COMFORT CHANGES THEM.

The Street-Car Philosopher Is A|*ln os His Round of Observations. It is an interesting fact, which a little observation will readily verify, according to the New York Sun,that men standing in crowded street oars are much more gallant to ladies than the same men seated. On the elevated railroad it constantly happens that the seats are filled with men, while women hang on to the straps as best they can. When a seat Is vacated tbe man standing nearest to it almost always looks around to see if there are women standing, and if bo relinquishes his right to it with a bow, and continues btending. After a while the man will secure a seat and take it. Perhaps at the next station the oar will fill up again with women, some of whom will have to stand. One wenld naturally suppose that the man who yielded to a woman in the first instance would offer hia seat now. But nine times out of ten he will sit still and try to look unconscious. Logical. An Irish dog fanoier. being asked about the pedigree of some pups ho was offering for sale, replied: “Oh, they be rale Shepherd dogs, bekase they oome from Shepherdy,” An equally logical conclusion was reached by a soldier of the expedition into Afghanistan. His attention had been attracted by the Bheep of that ooun. try, which are famous for the size and fatness of their tails. A lot of these sheep, purchased by tlib commissariat, having been brought into camp to be slaughtered for the soldiers, two Irishmen stood regarding them with wonder. “I’m a thinkin 1 , Larry, how do they get them big tailsP” exclaimed one of them. “Aisy enough, Paddy, me boy, Don’t you see they do always be grazing up hill, and by coorse the fat runs down into their tails.” Do Sparrows Count? Dr. Hagen, the entomologist, ol Harvard University, contributes to Nature his observation on this point: I was amused some years ago to observe the feeding of the young in a sparrow house near an upper window of my house. The old sparrow alighted upon the small veranda of the sparrow house with four living canker worms in her beak. Then the four young ones put out their heads with the customary noise, and were Ipd each with a caterpillar. The sparrow went off, and after a while returned again, this time, too, with four living canker worms in her beak, which were disposed of as before. I was so interested and pleased with the process, that I watched it for some time.