Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1853-08-25
Varieties.

Varieties.
q One of the b'hoys sends the fol.
lowing tender lines to his inamorata
And when the Reverend sire shall saw
"My son, take thou this dauehfer,n
I'll answer him in fearful tone,
81 shant do nothing shorter."
"Will YOU. my son, support and no,uish
This flower give TO thee ?"
I'll give my white kid gloves flourish,
And answer--fYes sir-ee."
U"How does the thermometer stand ?''
asked q father of his SON. "It don't
stand at all, sir, it hangs, was the reply.
Z" Well but mean how low is it 2" Just
about i've feet from the floor" "Pooh
you fool-how does the mercury range 2"
Sup and down perpcndicularly."
70" / should like to know where the
deuce they catch minced fish q" exclaimed
Jerry, while demolishing a plate of the
article at restaurant, yesterday. The
cause of his ejaculation was a rather mis-
cellaneous mouthful-consisting of fish,
potato, the end of a corkscrew, and bit
of very yellow flannel shirt.
UMrs. Achille Murat, has reached
her plantation near Tallahassee, Florida,
on her return from her visit to the En-.
peror of France, to whom she is related.
Her Majesty may, perhaps, hare occasion
to return the visit.
D-Two words of opposite meanings,
spelled with exactly the same letters from
Telestick that is, the letters beginning
the lipes-when united-were to give one
of the words, and the letters at the end
were TO produce the other-thus
I-nite and unite are the same--so saw yo-U
Not i'm wedlocE, ween, has the unity hce-N
I the drama Of marriage, each wandering gou-T
To new face would tiy-all except ycr andI,
Each see King TO alter TIE spell in their scen-E.
0IFIf you want your teeth filled, eat
corn roasted on the car.
A PAIAGRAPV FROM CGIHE.-Gethe
has written few PASSAGES more beautiful
than the following:
1.-The year is gong awav like the
sound of bells. The winds pass over the
stubble. and find nothing to move, only
the red berries of that slender tree, which
seem as if they would fain remind us of
something cheerful; and tie measured
beat Of the thresher's fail calls UP the
thought that i'll the dry and falling ear
lies so much nourishment and life"
OWhen a man refuses to pay debt
among the Mormons, they send three
officers called whutlcrs, who take their
station in front of the debtors house,
each with a jach-knife and bundle Of
sticks, and whittle away, day after day,
till the delinquent knocks under. 1t is
said the remedy seldom fails.
TFNext to Sancho's eulogy of Sleep,
the subjoined, by Goethe, is the best I
ever read:
Sweet Sleep thou comest with good
fortune unbidden and unentreated. Thou
loosest the knots Of stern thought, and
minglest together all images Of Joy and
grief. Unhindered, the circle of in:elnal
harmonies flow on, and wrapped in
pleasing frenzy, we sink down and cease
to be. ."-Touohaone.
D Suicides (says Paris correspond
ent) have been slarmingly prevalent d.
ring the last fortnight: : in one paper
counted no less than q which had occur
red within twenty-four hours Double
suicides seem to be most fashionable, fo-
In the above list the details were given Of
a soldier found floating in the river, 10
whose person, fastened by strong cord,
was attached the body of young girl
with whom he lived. Both were dead, of
course. The succeeding paragraph gave
the particulars of the suicide of corporal
and young woman with whom he. lived,
by means of lighted charcoal \ double
letter was found in the room where the
bodies were discovered. from which it
appeared the female had the last word.
Here is what she said at the bottom the
note: I'VE desire to be buried together.
l think that no one will refuse this favor
to two lovers who quilted life in loving
each other too dearly" The other
suicides mentioned in the same journal
were all of the common run. | can never
be made to believe that one.half the per-
sons who commit suicide in France have
the most remote idea that it is lasting
business in which they have engaged.
Reckless and thoughtless, they imagine
that they will be back among their fellow
men and women in day or two. If it
is not so, how can We account for the in
Vulnerable suicides committed here from
causes absolutely trifing.
THE PULPIT is ONE PLACE, THE PARsoN-
AGE ANOTHER.-The late Parson Green
was an exceedingly popular clergyman in
the village over whose meeting house al
fairs he had presided for forty odd years.
They said he was a ''model parson."
Well, it so happened one Sunday, that
the Parson, coming home to dinner with
an appetite well whetted by an extra Sc
we're pugllistic encounter with the pulpit
Bible, ordered up from the cellar /" the
last bottle of Old Sherry, which Deacon
GnZZle had niuen hin, %