Adrian Press Items

The University has a Beta Theta Pi, bnt isn't "in itT' at all, with a priuter's "pi," or even a strawberry shortoake. "A good local newspaper beats the world, as an advertising medium" says the Washtenaw Times. And a newspaper "beat" beats the world and flesh, bnt not the devil. The rackefc of a connubial row on "Varioloid Terrace" Ypsilanti, bruught a peacemaker from the outside, wbo was promptly shot at and hit over the head with the gun, and immediately went off, safcisfied that the interferenoe of foreign powers in a domestic scrap, was bad diplomacy. The Hausfreund and Times Journal, of Ann Arbor, were a pair of lively newspapers last week, when fire broke ont in the office of the former. The trouble originated with an upset lamp, and the damage was $200, including the loss of the paste pot. Every durued "type-louse" in the office perished. At least the office boy has not seen any since. The Argns says that Mayor Hisoock of Ann Arbor, has signed the house rennmbering ordinanoe. Thismeasure is allright, and it is to be hoped that the nnmbers will be made very plain, so that hereafter No. 1 will not look like 11, 2 like 22. etc, to a belated alderman, who has made the rounds of the city to see if the marshal has properly enforced the saloon olosing ordinance. The wardenshiji of theJackson prison goes not to Sheriff Judson of WashteDaw, but heof the lnrid beard has been nominated by him of the goatee, for prison inspector, whioh is not a bad snap. Pingree and Judsjn are two Christian gentlemen wbo will always do something for each other wbenever possible, even if one simply buys the drinks and the other the cigars. Later - Jndson's name is clay - not Henry Clay- just mud, oommon mud. The law won't let him have the two offices. A lot of Ann Arbor kids, who have not yet all out their second teeth, nor ont-survived the spanking period, are out, in the newspapers with a petition to the publio, to oelebrate Independence Day. They say, "We, the undersigned, have never seen a glorious Pourth of Jnly. " No, poor little mice! They never knew what it was to celébrate from midnight to midnight, and go home in the morning so "full" that they had to wear a life preserver on their teeth to keep from swallowing them.