Ann Arbor Wedemeyer made a speech at Jaokson last Sarurday evening to a couple hundred people, more or less. As Wede stepped forward on the platform and struck an attitude, a wrinkly grin set np shop ou every faoe before hini and elbowuudging beoaiue infeotious. It seems that quite a large buttou, sewed on his pantaloons as a temporary expedient half an honr before, sbirked dnty and had ootne out into tbe open, just below onr Cicero's midriff. As it was a white bone affair on a black baokgrouud, it looked larger than it really was, aud gave to the orator's middle seotion the appearanoe of a pistol target. It is singular bow a little thing like that will so ring the snout of speech as to proveüt its doing any rooting in tbe miods of au audienoe. This absurd piece of bons pioved a distracting qnantity all through Wede's effort. When all was over and be was told of ít, he said he knew that somehow he was being sidetraoked.