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AWAY OFF. Ma. McSwiticman (to his wife) me dear, ['ts so could that they warrint i HUM OF THE contemplating Jacob Sharp, beverage milk is. COURT. what a dreadfully On the Fourth it is usual to paint the town red with fire-works. On the Sth it is done with court-plaster. Butfalo has fifty barmaids, and they say there that a glass of froth and a smile are better than a glass of beer. “The girlof Ei Soho ! that a and stands alone, ounts for her chronic says an English writer, bit of erying her Dion Boucicault discusses the decline and fall of the press. hasn't got so low, old chap, that you don't have to look up to sce it. A cyclone, according to a scientist, is not circular, shaped. We don’t know how that may be, but itis generally 0} destructive, A poetess says the world has outliv She must be old enough to ha: Washington. passion. Poor old girl served the nurse of Gen There has long been a very serious jealousy between Albany and Troy, and as often as the woman perishes there 1s another right at hand to fill the vacancy. It is said to be a whim of New York girls to practise smiling before a looking - s Now we do not believe it. is not a whim. It is a vanity. “Why do the wicked live?” asks now, if we didn't have tolerant that nobody A Chicago man offers $250 for a cat with blue eyes. That is to say, he wants a blonde cat —and as the blondes are the best kind it is a pity that there never was one and never will be. For instance, it « Lowell mimster, Democratic party ald get 2 Well, the other would be so in- long with it Babies are the most un bed and go off to visit a n will hi y ona wide n hour that child re drow ned itself in r nck, her, says history will write the name of Me "lynn above those of Wash coln and Grant. The soda water of the rural districts is getting more powerful year by year. It is great wisdom in a lady philosopher to say that no woman should earn her own living by outside work after her marriage. The that's the foinest refriggerater yez iver laid eyes on. man who will let her do it is just lazy and mean enough to insist, when he discovers her capacity in that line, that she shall earn his living too—and in nine out of ten cases the poor little fool will do it. Mrs. Langtry says she doesn't propose to get a divorce ; and for our part if Mr. Langtry comes here we shall insist on using the new cruisers to shoot him back again. We must say, after having read many graduating esays by the graduating girls, that the dresses by which the girls were surrounded were unusually able, graceful and fascit They say that Boston has six active editors over ei years old. This accounts for the unusually appear every day in the Boston papers on the stavery question. When Mrs. J. B. Potter wants to be unusually emotic she lets dow: nd that’s a great improvement y reaches out and pulls in her n in Philadelphia tried to cure freckles with il and ought to go to the penite oncen- perior to both of them. A Chicago man is building a flying machine with which to go to north pole. That's good. Let all the other Chieago.men do it and perhaps this will be a pretty respect: able country after all. “A woman with a long, narrow face,” says the Epoch, “should not wear a high bonnet.” A woman of that kind generally wears what she pleases, my son, and you just see if you can put a stop to it. Among the guests of Uncle Phelps at a recent ree in London was the Hon. Mr. Cody. i accredited, Mr. Blaine has apparently snubbed U a Jittle; but then it is barely possible that the latter is not duly ac ted himself. The Courier-Journal says t ever before.” It is a poor life ‘hat isn’t wiser every d extent ; but when Mrs. Cleveland s “You bet” it isa bit of slang with a world of meaning in it. NO FOOL OF A BOY. “Papa, am Tan idiot ** Para -" Why, bo, my child; why do you ask Cuarizy—" Becaute when I wouldn't do what mamma wanted me to do this morning she said there wasno mind in me.” comicbooks.com