The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1866-07-03


saw her but a moment.
Twas in a "tilting skirt
How prettily she sailed along,
The charming little firti
Isaw her but moment,
Ali twas pretty sight
To seeher tread tie crowded street,
With foststeps free and light.
saw her but a moment,
Yet swore by the sold Harry
Tho a pretty thing to look at,
She would never do to marry,
Tho saw her bnt a moment. .xsss
Yet knew she was a firt,
BY the iaunty airs she put on
As she swung her tilting skirt.
The following is the answer to a1eiter
sent toone of those advertising swindiers
Of New York, offering, for fractional
currency, to send a certain and quick
mode of getting rich: -..fss
"Work ike the d-l, and don't spend
cent" 49,.
A young lady, possessing more vanity
than personal charms, remarked IN Jest
ing tone, but with earnest glance, that
ashe travelled on her good looks. A re-
jected lover being present, remarked, that
he sscould now account for the young la
dy's never having been found far from
home. e g
"WHo MADE Your One Of the Ia
dies connected with the Methodist Five
Points Mission, who has under her charge
some thirty little boys. called them to.
gether on the morning of Christmas to
perfect them in .he answers to questions
she intended to put to, them before the
visitors in the afternoon. After arrang-
ing them properly, the first boy on the
right, in answer to the question, Who
made your was to say, ssGod. ~ The
next, "0f what were you made2" tore
| ply, aThe dust Of the EARTH, z and so on
through the catechism. The all-impert-
ant moment having arrived, the little
ssshayers'' were told to stand up. The
little head boy, it seems was missing. but
the fact being unnoticed by the teacher,
she proceeded with the question, ssWho
made you2 which elioited the following
|laughable answer:
81 was made of the dust of the sert,
but the little fellow what God made has
got the belly-ache and gone home.p ,s
A Rational VERDICT genius out
West. conceiying that little powder
thrown upon some green wood would fa-
cilitate its burning, directEd small
stream from keg upon the pile. Not
possessing hand sufficiently quick to cut
off at a desirable moment, be was blown
into million pieces. The coroner rea-
soned out this verdict: at can | be called
suicide, because he didn't mean to kill
himself; it wasn't visitation Of God, be-
cause he wasn't struck by lightning; be
didn't die for want Of breath, for be
hadn't anything left to breathe with. It's
plain he didn know what he was about;
lso ] shall bring in, Died for want Of
common sense. s.
! DIseARDEB. Why, Bill, what IS the
matter with you2 You look down in the
mouth 3 Well, Pete, 4 guess if youhad
been through what have, you'd look
bad, too Whats the matter?g s You
know Sarah Snivels, don't you, Pete? =
'IeYes.' We'll, ] discarded her las:
lnight.s's ssYou did What for2 Well,
4 1I,lltell you. Shesaid she wouldn't mar
Try me and I'd discard any gal that would
treat me that way. 's +
i A little darkey in Richmond, being
fasked BY his teacher, asWhom did Christ
4 choose for his discipIes?n replied, sc, ,deJ
cum from de Norfl" 5. !
A few weeks, after a late marriage, tht
! husband had some peculiar thought wher
lputting on the lastclean shirt, as he saw
mo appearance of washing" There
il upon he rose earlier than usual one NOR
ming, and kindled FIRE. When hanging
Fl on the kettle, he made noise on purpos,
to rouse his easy wife, She Immediately
peeped over the blankets, and then ex
Il claimed: - 5:
i sMy dear, whatare you doing? g
s. lie deliberately responded: ssrss
: sl'ye put on my last clean shirt, and
am going to wash one now for myself"
aVery WE'LL replied Mrs. Easy, s'yo,
had better wash one forsme, toosa Il
1 Nature, when she makes a beautiful
Q Iheed, soften SO absorbed with adaira
. Ition Of her own works that she forget
lthe brains.
A wide awake minister, who found hi
congregation going to sleep one Sunday
before he had fairly commenced, sudden
J Ily stopped and exclaimed: .s
Brethren, this amt fair; it isn't giyin
la man half chance. Wait till / g
piece, and then, if ain t wort
: listening to, 60 to sleep; but don't befof
I get commenced. Give me somethin
like fair chance, and that Is all ! ask {
you. y