Life — February 17, 1887 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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Emily; WHAT ARE WE WAITING FoR, MR. SHARPE? Mr, Sharpe: WattTinG FOR! WHY WE STARTED HALF AN HOUR AGO! HE ALWAYS LOST HIS LOAD. AGGISH CLERK: I see you've hired Tim Dolan | to drive one of the wagors. ESS MANAGER: Yes. Isn't he all right ? SH CLERK: Well, that’s for you to find out. Where he was employed before he was - all the time losing his load. EXPRESS MANAGER: Why, he came well recommended. What did he haul? WaGGISH CLERK: He drove a sprink- ling cart. AS the New York Limited Express approached Pittsburg on the even- ing of January rgth, a baggage-gentleman, named Henry Mingus, was arranging the trunks in the baggage car. Clinching with a modest one that seemed his size, he threw it across the car to the top of a pile of baggage. Mark his astonish- ment! The trunk seemed to evaporate; the roof of the car sailed away in the direction of Harrisburg, and Mingus was left curled up in the corner much de- moralized. Thus we may learn that the worm will turn, and that the smasher who goeth often for the trunk gets broken at last. HE WANTED CASH. “ ID you say that your grandmother had $20,000, and did not leave you a cent, though you are her only direct heir? Did she leave a will and testament?” “T said just that. Yes, she left a will and testament, and in the will she left-me the testament, and | nothing else.” N addition to being the greatest man on earth, Henry W. Grady is presi- dent of the Southern baseball league. We must again extend to Mr. Grady assur ances of our tiptopmost profound con- sideration, and regret that we have but one hat to take off to him. THE RABBLE. “cc RE they in society? No, sir! I used to go there, but gave it up. Never found anybody at their house but artists, authors, musicians, composers and such fellows. They-didn’t suit our set.” T’S said that Boston is becoming jealous of Pittsburg’s fame as a nat- ural gas centre. UR old Knickerbocker families are said to be dreadfully proud of their English blood. comicbooks.com