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NORTH GEORGIA TIM 54 : ' Tn X ¥ Sf & . :J
Vol. VIII. New Series.
Sergeant Jasper at Fort Moultrie.
"Whan Charleston built for tho Briton’s
sport
The spongy, hardy palmetto fort,
And the ships with their topsails taut aud
thin
Stormed over the bur at break of day.
Gun and swivel and culverm
Shouting their murderous roundelay!
tVben the hissing shot was immured for
good,
Tima after time, in the soft, sly wood,
A venturous shell, from the Moreland's dock.
Struck th# patriot staff, and snapped it
quite,
Neat in the middle, without one fleck,
And whirled the flag from the rampart’s
height.
But William Jasper saw from his post,
Anu, his young blood seething, still as a
ghost,
Straight through the perilous tire leaped
down,
I.eaped down, and back, by a leopard spring,
Tho smoko in his eyes, erect and brown,
Ail in the beat of a swallow’s wing.
And hold close, close, as lie climbed aloue,
The banner sacred and overthrown;
And quick, with that steady hand of his.
Notching its loops on his ramrod bare,
With a “So, my lieauty!” aud one frank kiss,
Flung it again to the glad,'free air)
Then tho friendly tides turned clean about,
And slipped from under the frigates stout,
And Sir Peter Parker's crippled fleet.
With its disembarking, bewildered crow,
Groped and fumbled, and got its feet, #
And reeled off into the si ns anew.
’Tis tho eld tale; how ours sat down
At dusk in their fair, beleaguered town,
We seal their valor, repeat their vows;
We-keep their memories cast and west;
We sing their praise through the happy
house;
But of Sergeant .Jasper, who knows the vast*
Who asks tt.< Pea^o to bis ashes cold
The Carolinian grasses fold!
To the fond boy heart, in itij little bom -
Symbol and vision o£ loyalty,
Homage!, The root whereof ha was flower
Bears hundreds, happily, such as he.
Let emperors sleep in their gorgeous fame;
For us, forever, some quiet mime.
In which no armorer’s skill is versed,
To mock at history's calendar.
And ouco through its ordered page to
burst
Like a headlong, glorious August star!
—[Louise I. Gurney in Boston Post.
Fate of John Ramsay, M. D,
liV W. H. S. ATKI-NSOX
I am a physician. 1 have made a life¬
long study of tlifi human brain, aud
may, perhaps, bo pardoned if 1 say that
my opinions upon diseases of tho mind
now carry considerable weight among
members of tho profession.
It is only a week or two since I was
cilled to a large asylum for the insane in
Northern Ohio to examine a case which
baffled the skill of the local doctors.
After disposing of that matter 1 took an
unprofessional stroll through tiie insti¬
tution in company with my old lrieud,
the superintendent.
Tbe rsylurn over which I now made a
tour of inspection was a most beautiful
building, resembling in its appoint
rnents the homes of the ^wealthy and
opulent. Vi'o wandered through room
after room and nioug successive halls
and corridors where men and women iu
every stage of insanity passed tiie time
in various harmless amusements, or were
restlessly confined iu the care of ward¬
ers and nurses. Of all tiie misfortunes
to which humanity is heir, this loss of
reason is, to my mind, the saddest by
far; and, though I might be expected to
have grown hardened by long years of
familiarity with all phases of weak in¬
tellect, i never cease to feci devoutly
thankful lor that greatest of all benefits
conferred upon men by a beneficent Cre¬
ator—a sound bruin.
W r e hud ]iaised through the greater
part of tho enormous institution and
were approaching that portion of the
building set apart for the residence of
the superintending physician—my
friend, Dr. Habershon, Taking from
his pocket a key. Dr. Habershon in¬
serted it in tbs keyhole of a door. Be¬
fore turning if, ho looked at me in a
strange manner und said: “If you
were not a a old mod., llartly, ani as
familiar with strange cases us I am my¬
self, I should warn you to keep your
no on
entering here. Aud 1 speak, anyhow,
so as to be on tho tafo side.” So say¬
ing he turned the key iii tho lock and
opened the door. We quietly entered a
very neat but plainly furnished room,
and I confess that, although I have
witnessed quoer, weird, wild and, oft
times blood-curdling sights, I never felt
so startled in ail roy life as I did at that
moment. The toom was cot by any
means dark, for it was welt lighted by
u large window running all along one
side, but placed above the reach of a
man, even though he should stand upon
a chair; yet at the farther end of the
room I noticed a student’s lump burning
ever a plain pine-wood table, upon
SPRING FLACK. GEORGIA. THURSDAY. APRIL 5, 1888.
which rested a human skull and some
wilting paper. Seated at this table,
pencil in hand, was a man about the
same age as lityself and Dr. HabersLon
(40 years) gazing intently upon the
skull. What startled me so severely
was the fact that when I lmd last seeu
that man more than fifteen years since—
1 had seen him in exactly
such a position, with precisely similar
surroundings. And yet, what a dif¬
ference! Then he had just graduated
at the head of his class from our col
lege, and was looked upon as one of the
most promising young physicians in the
country—now, he was a helpless maniac!
“Ramsay?’’ I involuntarily queried,
only partially believing my own eye¬
sight. Hitburslion nodded. “You need
not speak to him; he won't reply. It is
just 0 o’dock, lie will sic at that table
gazing at the old skuU until daybreak
and then he will throw himeelf upon his
bed and sleep until n»ou. That’s the
way he used to do, you know, and
humor him all J can. Poor old Ramsay;
1 owe him a good deal, you know,
Ilurtly. You remember nil about it?”
“Yes I remember the story, though I
| had almost forgotten it."
Ramsay. IlnbersUo-.i and myself were
iill students together iu Philadelphia.
.
We were iu the same classes in college
'and jointly occupied the same suite of
rooms. Furthermore we were all mak¬
ing 0 specialty of studying the human
brain, and the only point wherein we
materially differed from each other was
t ^ at Ramsay know more than we two
fellows together.
True, Ramsay was, in regard to his
theories and speculations, what many
people would <adl a >’crank”—but then
successful craui\ Are esteemed to be
| was,
! mv judgment, quite as near the one as
, the other.
We threo fellows nil fitted in the
! same social set, aud although both Ram¬
say and llabershon know good and
beautiful girls by the scotte, tho fates
decreed that they should fall iu lovo
with the same young lady. And yet,
strange enough, they never displayed
bad feeling toward each other, nor ever
sought to make the lady’s position au
unpleasant ono ou account of tho rivalry,
j It seemed to me, au onlooker, aa though
j there was a tucit understanding between
them, that no undue intluencc should bo
brought into play, but Ihnt, knowing
how both ioved and admired her, the
object of their admiration and esteem
should be left quietly to choose between
them. f
! Grace Thornoycnoft was a most beau
til ill and estimable girl and, though I
have been au old bachelor all my days,
I do not wonder that any man should
have sought her for hii wife.
One day Grace, with her father,
mother and a biotins', were down to
Atlantic City, where they took a sail
boat and went out, A sudden squall
overtaking them the frail pleasure boat
wus upset atul Grace was the only mem
her of the party who escaped with her
life- She was picked up iu a fainting
condition and tenderly cared for, but
j when restored, physically, it was found
J that her mind that was wealth,combined shattered—she with was
insane. All
skill, could do was done far Grace, but
it availed nothing and tho physicians
aud friends at last gave up the case as
hopeless. Habershon was himself al¬
most crazy with grief und could not
bear to go near tha poor girl. As for
Ramsay, he shut himself up in his den
—a small, barely furnished room where
he was in the Habit of pursuing his
studies and experiments. There was a
determined expression on the fellow's
face and when I iodkod iu on him
(which was seldom) he was always busy
with his papers and books—sometimes
engaged in dissecting the brains of dogs
and other animals, and once examining
a human brain.
He seldom spoke or even so much as
remarked my presence, though once he
said in an excited tone: “f shall cure
her, llartly—it shall be done at any
cost.’’
So for days and weeks he sat over
that bare pine table gazing at the skull
in front of him—ever and anon rapidly
penciling diagram: of tho human brain
and of tho nervous system.
Late one evening I was sitting with
Habershon when there came a rap at
the door and II mmy entered. He was
very quiet, but knowing him as well as
I did I could tali lie had something
beyond the ordinary ou his mind.
“Boys,” ho said, “I think I have
found what I have been searching for—
I think I can cure Grace. I say think,
because, after all, it is only a theory of
mine and may utterly fail, but I think
not. Perhaps you say I should not
theoriz3 and experiment on a woman
, whom, as you know, I lovo. Well, it
won’t do any harm to her and it may
i
'’dollar all possible m ood. To-morrow :
moruing I shall try to do the work.”
Tbeu turning more particularly to ’
HubershoB, he continued: “Ed., you'
and I both love Grace ThoraeycroU.
Now. in the presence of Hartty, here, I
want you to promise me that, whatever
the consequence* of my operation, you j
will care lor Grace as long as she lives,
and, if necessary, care for ine, too."
I think neither Il»be»hoa or myself
understood the purport ot these words, j
wneli tuev were spoken, though their !
meaning was clear , cuoagli . , later on.
However, Habtrskcu . . gave tbs , request- ,
ed promise and we parted for the
night.
The next day. in tlis foreuoou, Ram¬
say, in the presence of the two physi¬
cians who had beau in charge ot Grace,
began hi? operation^. I was uu inter¬
ested observer front a (distant part of
the room, but Haibenhou could not bo
induced to be pise sent. Ramsay told
the older doctors that if his theory
proved perfectly tmcciesl'ul in practice
he would be ablo to givfe his method of
cure in writing for the benefit ot' the
•nodical world—at pins tail, ha said that
it was utterly impossible for him to in -
telligently explain his ideas. However,
ha guaranteed that the attempt would
be perfectly harmless to the patient and
the doctors stood by ready to pre¬
vent any ui*iue or dangerous experi¬
ment. For myself, 1 have not the least
idea to this day just what tha means
were which liamaay employed to pro¬
duce tha end he hud iu victw, nor have
I any theory to advance. The whole
thing wat a .strange alfair to me then
and appears just as strange wjhea I look
hack upon it from the prescoft moment,
with all the experience w3ii<Jh I have ! }
gained with ffcheen years’ practice.
Ramsay first of all administered a
draught to Grace Thome;/croft, who -s
was seated in u reclining chdir. A few j
moments later lie made a sumil incision i
in an artery iu the putieot's right arm,
which movement he followad by mak*
iug a similar incision in au artery of his
own left arm. The two arteries he
then connected by means of a small sil
ver tube. Facing lus s«bj«ot, »MMy.
tapped her head, near tho base of the
brain, two or three times -with his
knuckles, aud then giued ibto her eyes.
Ten minutes passed slowly bjy and no
perceptible difference was noticeable in
Grace’s condition. Ten urarifc minutes,
aud a gleam of inteliige »oe seemed to
be forcing its way into tiie lace of tho
pioor girl—but, strange to folate, a wild,
far-away look was settling upon Ram
say! Another ten minut:^, and Grace
Thorneycroft recognized h: very one iu
tho room, including iuysfelf, wh'lu John
Raiusay was led away from the newly
conscious girl, a raving mediae!
As I have before remark ed, I have no
explanatfion to offer—I cau only chron
icle bare facts. llamsay was a man of
genius, suielv, though iu the one act of
his life in which he proved that genius,
he partially failed; and, in that by
losing his miud he was lanahla to give
his theories to the wrorld, his genius
will never benefit posterity.
llabershon married Girace Thorney
croft two years lately au*d they have al¬
ways takou the best of (calo of the mau
who saved a woman’s i*-afou at the ex¬
pense of bis own.—[Detroit Free Press.
A Blind Man’s Insanity.
“Will you please set my watch right
and tell me what tho time is now; fit
has run downf”
The speaker was blind and ho handed
a handsome gold stem-winder to his
friend. Tiie friend put tho watch right,
told the time and then handed it back
to his blind friend, saying, “Of what
use is a watdh to youH How can you
tell the time!'’
“You have just set. the watch at«
quarter to two,’’said the blind ma:n,
and now it is fully wound up. If I wiaflr
to know wlmt the lime is this evening I
shall rewind tho watch aud count cadi
of tho clicks as I turn the key. There
are'forty-five ciickn, for example. Now
I have found that nine elides correspond
to 100 minutes, so that if there are
forty-five clicks it will mean that eight
hours and twenty minutes havre elapsed
since the time the watch was set, mak¬
ing the time five minutes past 10 o’clock.
I always remember what the time was
when I wound it up last, and so by a
little care and calculation can always
come very near what the time is.”—
New York Mail and Express.
The New Universal Language.
“I love, thou lovest, she loves,” in
Volapuk, the new universal language, is
“Lofob, lofou 1 *, lofof,” and “They will
have been loved” is “Pulofoms.”
“The knowledge of one’s self is the best
foundation of all virtues” is, in Vol
apuk, “Itisevam ebinom stabin gudikin
tugas vahk.”
I fr RTHT 1 OR wl iHL, l-TT T * HRN
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Jf Contains Every EitTUcllt
j. CCt'SSdiy ..... tO , «», idll • S c SlippOl t.
Eivt) Hundred Ways of Dressing
Eggs.—Medicinal Qualities.
Th ^. dl ,course on eggs which Mr.
SiuiIB0 Uas just delivared before lhe
society a . . of . Arts, . ; reported ... Lv the
as *
*
London T , Standard, ... , is well worthy , of the ,
J
most careful consideration, Eggs,
according to the lecturer, constitute a
neglected mine of wealth. They are
the one articte of agricultural produce
for which tho demand is unlimited, and
perhaps the oniy ouo in which we
might, did we choose, defy foreign
competition. They not only menu
money, but they command prices that
admit of profit compared with which
beef and mutton ura of little account
and wh 'vt barely worth mentioning.
Hens, for those who know how to
utilize them, lay eggs which, if uot
made of cold, are quite capable of being
turned in.o that metal, when they are
retailnblc- all the year round, one month
with nuoiher, at something not much
short of t. penny apiece, while the eggs
of ducks will bring a still more re¬
munerative price.
Eggs tire a meal in themselves,
Every clement necessary to the support
of man is contained within the limits of
an eggshell, iu tho best proportions aud
in the most palatable form, Plain
boiled, they aro wholesome. The
masters of French cookery, however,
*f tfore rm than ! b ,l 300 “ U different f’- v ,odreM ways, thew each hl
method “ ct «uly economical hut snlu
tar - v lu lUc lu - UaU du " reo - No
appetite oer yet rejected au egg in
some guise. It is nutriment in tho
m ° 5 1,011:1 -« f °m and in the molt
C 0 U( ' 2 Qlri ds-d shape. Whole nations of
“* a,ii,nd 1 )“■ e[y otUer UClimal
food. Kings eat them plain 1 as readily J
, . A iamb trrbeifmou
&S 0 la e
* e '■- i v*y^-“f.. “ i,cr lu ' Vlg sat !,t illlbld meat ? r wltU ^-^ ),ea hls
'
J r « ra 3 aa great captains, he deter
Imne on tt P leca of lu * ur y~ “°ne egg
0 every ' Ulla ' aud tw ° *° tlj0 excellent
•[ v «' a ai ^clrwepperman." Far more
lftu •*“— t» r watery diet— egga are
, scholar
16 s fare. They contain phos
P* loriw > which is brain iooJ, and sill
l tions > j JUr > in "’hioh the jierforms a variety of func
economy. And they are the
best of nutriment for children, for, in a
compact form, they contain everything
** ,at ’' s necessary for tha growtli of the
y° ut hful frame. Eggs are, however,
not only food—-they are medicine nl90.
^ lu ‘ white is the most efficacious of
remedies for burns, aud the oil extract
at> *° lrom tll ° y* llf 13 regarded by the
Russians ns au almost miraculous salve
for cuts, bruises, and scratches.
A raw egg, if swallowed iu time, will
effectually detach a fish-bone in the
throat, and the white of two egg. will
render tho deadly corrosive sublimato as
harmless .as a doso of calomel. They
strengthen the consumptive, invigorate
the feeble, and render the most suscep
tibleali but proof against jaundice iu
its more malignant phase. In France
alone the wine-clarifiers use more than
80,000,000 a year; and tho Alsatians
consume fully 38,000,000 iu calico
printing and for dressing tho leather
used in making the fmftst of French kid
gloves. Finally, not to mention various
other employments for eggs in the arts,
they may, of course, almost without
trouble on the farmer’s part, be con
verted into fowls, which in any shape
are profitable to thu seller and welcome
to tho buyer. Even eggshells are valu¬
able, for allopath and homeopath alike
agree in z-egirding them as the purest of
carbonize of lime.
Some fowls will lay as many as 220
eggs per annum, while others do not
yield a third of that number. But
if, according to tha calculation
of a correspondent whoso figures
we printed some months ago, each
hen is credited with 100 eggs,
there would bo at least 000 000,000 of
,
eggs from out- homo fowl-homes, less
the 10 , 000,000 in process of hatching.
This supply, prodigious ns it seems, is,
however, a mere trifle compared with
the quantity required. For if the egg
eaters of the kingdom are putat 23,000,
000 the number mentioned would not
admit of each of them consuming more
than about twenty-four per annum.
This, of course, is far below the mark.
Many middle-class families use for the
breakfast-table und lor cooking fully
100 per week, while confectioners, ho
tels . restaurants, and others must con
surue every day four or live times as
^ocy, to sav noting of the cratefuls ab¬
sorbed by yanous art* and manufac-
turei> ln «me photographic estjiljlislx
meut aloue 3 , 000,000 are used ever?
year; while the amount required for va
tious processes in calico printing, leather
dressing, and, we believe, in book-bin d
ing, must exceed the number employed
as food. From what quarter, then, ate
the wants of Britiun supplied i Our
eggs are not manufactured iu America,
as an ingenious myth circulated some
years ago affirmed to be the case, The
simple truth is, that the eggs are im
ported.
Not a Dahomey Man.
The victims sacrificed at the death of
a king in Dahomey are often eaptive 3 .
or criminals, and are supposed to be- j
come his servants in another world.
Those killed at intervals afterward arc
supposed to he messengers to him from
this. Their despatch i- considered by
each successive king of Dahomey to be
incumbent upon him us a matter of
duty alike to his father, to the state, j
and to tha gods. IJe walks about I
among the messengers, delivers to them
his messages, and talks amicably to j
each of them upon the subject, ar 1
another authentic anecdote, Inimitable
in its humor, told me by Tetteh Againa- ;
zong will show. One day, ingoing his
rounds, tho king cams to a remarkably
fine-looking min, a nalive of the Yortrba |
country, and said to him: “ Well, you i
have got to go; tell my father I am get
ting along pretty well, and am governing j
the people as he would wish me to
do." “ Yes,” said the man. “ I have got i
to go, but 1 want to tell you one thing I
first .’ 1 “What is that?’’ asked iho king. 1
“1 want to tell von, replied the man,
„ lhlit j will not dt .| ivcr oar message."
“Not deliver mv message?” exclaimed
thek i “ No l will not!” “Why noli
!tsked bis maj( . stv . rcp H e d the
victim, “because 1 don’t want to go,
#nil j doll 't see why 1 should deliver it
for yoll> aud , secondly, because 1 am a
Yoruba man and he is of Dahomey,
um j tbu Yotuba people do not see or
I talk to the Dahomey people 1 here, nor do
*
J they im there*; ,, tJieroforo , T l ueulier • , <;au
| nor will deliver your message.” The
! kiag lookM sstouished, and turning to
1 the executioner, who was ready to bc
j gjn ^ bloody work aa d despatch the
J j ^esjenger .ipp, if not the message, simply
9aid( is tt bad messenger—don’t
, L Bt;nd ldlu y. And the man was let go
! cot .f ree< ]t a ther a dangerous preoe
den£( one wou | d thin 1c, under such cir
; oumstaucos.for the future [—[Nineteenth
Century.
The Blizzard.
Of all the people familiar with the
word “blizzard,” probably not one in a
thousand ever saw anything remotely
resembling the thing which that word
was coined to describe. In the absence
of lexicographic authority, the definition
of the term is best supplied by persp^n
experience, A blizzard means sorne
thing as nearly as possible like tho
sand-stonn of the desert, with pulver
ized ico iu the place of sand, and a
temperature as many degrees b. low
freezing aa the other marks above. Its
accompaniments are perfectly well de- !
fined. They are a very low
temperature, never in a gen
time blizzard rising above the
zero point; a tremendous wind velocity,
equal to that of the most violent gale*
of the stormy season at sea;and the fill
iug of the eir with needle points of ice,
which blind the eyes and cut and sting
like miniature arrows wherever they
strike. This ii the storm which be
numbs, bewilders and destroys life in
its path. It has been felt in rare in¬
stances by the settlers of the treeless
plains of tha north. It seems, rather
singularly, to occur le^s frequently as
population anil cultivation increase,—
[ 8 t. Paul Pioneer Press.
A Curious ami Valuable Book.
Perhaps the most singular curiosity in
the book world is a volume that belongs
to the family of tho Priure de Ligne,
and is Dow iu Franco. It is entitled
“The Passion of Cliriit.” and is neither
written nor printed. Every letter of the
text is cut out of a leaf, and being in¬
terleaved with blue paper, is as easily
read ns the best print. The labor and
patience bestowed upon its composition
must have been excessive, especially
when the precision and minuteness of
the letters are considered. Tho gen
erul execution in every respect is indeed
admirable, aud tho vellum is of the
most delicate and costly kind. Rudolph
H. of Germany offered for it in 1040
11,000 ducats, which was probably
equal to 60,000 at this day. The most
remarkable circumstance connected
with this literary trea 3 ura is that it
bears tho royal arms of England; but
when it was in that country, aud by
whom owned, has neve.t bet n ascer¬
tained.---[The Bookworm.
NO. <1.
IHedrioU and Gretehen.
S.;i a yiriihx* within his castle,
Sad and lone:
Jar l'.nt »th a winding river
Panned and shone.
“Ah!' 1 he sighed. “I wish and yray
1 were hnjifiy now as they—
Yonder feasants on their way.”
Lauded a peasant gavlv humming
Simple *on£f
Glancing upward toward the castle
Grim and strong:
‘A Von Id that 1 were there, * said he,
“Ah, how happy l should bo,
KeaMing, singing merrily ! v
“Nay,” said Gretchen, now beside him
“Covet not:
Thou art happy, honest Diedriob,
In thy cot.
God hath given thee thy place,
Goalie walls would pale thv lace,
»Viiste thy strength und mar thy grace."
Sunday coma and bells were tolling
Soft and low;
Vrom the castle walls a cortege
Moved, and slow.
“Diedrieh," said fair GreteUen, “see!
Whom thou envied so, ’tis be,—
Wouldst thou prince or Dieilricb be. 1 ''
“ Diedrieh ever with my Uretcben
By my side
In the cot—if t.hou wilt grace it,”
He rejilied.
“Yes,’’ she whispered,“thine,command!”
Then be sUpjicd a golden band
Ou the blushing maiden’s hand.
—IM. J, Adams, in L'ourant.
ill MOKOl'S.
There is one crop that never fails. It
belongs to the chicken.
A hotel cull-boy never takes affront
when the clerk yells “Front!”
The English language sounds odd to
a foreigner, as when one says, “I will
come by-atid-bv to buy a bicycle.”
The man w ho makes your knuckles snap
And says, “I’m glad to meet you,”
Is very frequently a chap
Who'll readily forget you.
j New Jersey swain (calling on his
| girl)—What makes the house shake so,
I darling! Girl—Its pop, up stairs. lie’s
: got tha fever'u ague agin.
In a play recently piodncod iu Paris
liter.: >. ei() (wtntj'ii ir'U'i on the stage.
It is uot likely that the performance.,
came to an end without a hitch.
A laundry which stands in the shadow
of an cast-side church, Buffalo, bears
the appropriate legend ou its sign board:
“Cleanliness is next to Godliness.”
“Yes,’’ he said, “I began life U 9 a
farmer's boy, and to-day I am worth
millions.” “To what do you attributo
your succesf” “Togetting away from tha
farm as soon as I could.”
A book agent tried to sell a Pittsburg
woman a volume entitled “The Art of
Speech” yesterday, but she cast such a
withering look upon him that the
wretch slunk away in shame.
A sportsman is a man who spends all
day away from his busines , $3 for pow
der and shot, and comes home at night
tired ’ lmu 2 ly atul U S ! H dragging a
a fourteen cent rabbit by tin oars.”
IVe know of no picture more keenly
portriigaut of human anguish and tho
awful consciousness of imminent disaster
than that of a dignified man with his
mouth full of baked beans trying to re
press a sneeze.
A scientist says: “If the land were
flattened out the sea would bo two
miles deep all over the world.” If any
mau is caught flattening out the land
shoot him on the spot. A great many
of us cau’t swim.
Timid Y'oimg Suitor (who has won
consent of pnpu): And now may I ask
you, sir, wliethcr-ah-whether your
daughter has auy domestic accomplish¬
ments? Papa (sarcastically): Yen, sir;
her brows.
“It is pretty blue up at tho house,”
said Mr. Twinsy, mournfully; “I’ve got
a cold, my wife’s got a cold, baby’s got
tho measles, and my eldest daughter’s
got a piano. Which is the warmest
park to sleep in?’’
Omaha mother— “Where is Mr. Nicc
fellow?” Lovely daughter (sitting alone)
•—“Gone home.” “Home? It’s only 8
o’clock.” “Y r ea- -lie asked me to—to
marry him, and—and I said ‘no,’ and—
and he went right oil-boo!hoo! hoo!”
“How is this, my son, you write and
tell tnc that you’re up and dressed every
morning in time to see tho stm rise,
while the president informs mo that you
lio in bed till U o’clock and after?”
“Well, you sec, father, the sun rises till
noon out here.”
Charming young hostess: “Why,
Major, you are not going so soon?”
Major (who prides himself on being one
of those lino old-school fellows who can
say a ncut tliiDg without knowing it):
“Soon ? Madame, it may seem soon to
you; but it seams to tna I have been
here a lifetime.”