Stories Of Prentice

Georgo D. Prentice was a rewarkably oandid man, illustratiou of which ia given iu the anoodotos which follow; but these are only a few of the hundreds to be told : Ouce when coming out of a public building in Louisville he was about to pass through a doublé door which opened both ways. Like the sensible man ho ■was ho started to push at the door half onhisright. A yocmg man coming froni the opposite directiou was poehiug at the same door, being his own left. Prentice lost patience, and throwing himself with all his ruight agaiust the door it flew open and the young mau went sprawling on the raosaio floor. A8sisting the youth to arise, Prentice remarked: "Take my advice, my sou. Keep to the right in your yay through life, and you'll never run agaiust anybody but a bliimed fooi, and you needn't apologizo to bim. " Will S. Hays, the fanious Kentucky song writer, was iu the latter days of the old Journal 'river reporter for The Democrat. Hars was a very sudden young man, good hearted, jolly, witty, but lacking somewhat u reveveuce, and he had a babit of cailing persons, even old euough to be hip graudfatuor, by their gieu naines. Visiting Prentioe one day as a follow pont, after somedosnltory talk, Hays said; "I supposo, George, yoa have seen my last eong. " Preutice looked up at Hays, who was seated cross legged on Prentice's table, and with a twinkle in his expressive eyes quietly replied : "I hope so, Bill." Bill looked arouud for a eecond or two, as if something had tapped him, and then slid down the baluster rail to the front door. -