THE UNIVERSALIST BATH.
Mr. E.H. Lane is canvassing the city for the Universalist Bath. We don't
know why it should be called a "Universalist Bath," as it more nearly
resembles a Baptist Bath, as we remember it. The bath is a queer thing,
consisting of an India rubber hop sack, fastened to an immense ox bow. The
ends are placed on to chairs, the water put in, and you get in and
hippotamus and take a complete bath from Dan to Beersheba in a tea cup
full of water.
KILLING BIG GAME.
The conductors on the St. Paul railroad are most all good sports with a
shot gun. There is Howard and Clason, and Russell, who never tire of
talking of the millions of chickens, ducks, wild turkeys and so forth that
they have killed. They have tried to get Conductor Green interested in
field sports, but he always said the game was not big enough for him. He
said he had his opinion men that would surround a little chicken with
spike tailed dogs, and then kill it and call it sport. What he wanted was
big game. Nothing less than a bear would do him. Last week the owners of
the cinnamon bear that was brought down from the Yellowstone, decided to
have it killed, and some one told them to get Green to kill it, as he was
an old bear hunter from the Rocky Mountains. Green said he was rusty on
bears, not having had a tussel with a grizzly in several years, but if
they couldn't get anybody else to chance the bear he would make hash of
it.
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