The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1868-09-19
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THE QUESTION OF THE DAY.-why does not
our Upper write a cradle-song or lullaby p
He has proved himself to be "the poet' OF the
Rock.
UNDER A CLoUD.-A paragraph has been
going the rounds to the effect that
"a thick cloud of white butterflies de-
scended three days back on Port Louis (Mor-
bihan), from across the Bay OF Gavres. They
were so numerous that they resembled
heavy fall of snow, and for some minutes the
town and fields were quite white. A strong
wind at last blew them into the roadstead,
where they were drowned"
This is in every way an improvement on
the conventional shower of frogs, and may
serve as another illustration of the thread
bare saying, "They manage these things bet
ter in France"
MEDICAL QUERY.--A correspondent wishes to
know whether a confirmed drunkard can be
styled dipsomaniac. OF course he can; for
If he drinks till he sees double it will proba-
bly, prove to him that he is beside himself.
WHAT MUSICIANS SHOULD BE DISPUTED 10
Perform ON THE THAMES EMBANKMENT p
Th'pau(e)S.
PERHAPS Nor Young Lady. "Don't 90 that
way, Auntie dear; those young fellows stare
at me so! ~
Auntie. 'Pooh, nonsense It's your fancy.
They don't stare at me ~
SORRY APoLoGY.-We all know the story
of the man who, being called upon to apollo
gize for saying some one was "bigger fool
than he looked" made the dmende by saying
that the gentleman was not a bigger fool than
he looked. The Daily ReUiew, an Edinburgh
journal, has been doing something of the same
kind. A little while since it inserted under
the "Deaths" the demise of Mr.. w. W,
of b street, whereas Mr.. w. W
was alive, and objected to be killed in print.
So this week we have the following odd cor
rection:-
the death or Mr.. w. W, OF II -sCreet is
malicious fabrication"
."You're dead Mr.. W." says the Revieo.
''No, Pm not" says Mr.. W; 'Tm alive
and WE'LL"
- =-."I'm sorry to hear it," answers the amiable
journal.
ALL MooNsHNE.-A canard has been flying
about to the effect that the authorities at Paris
have seized the moon on account of its being
the parish Ldnterne.
MoTTo FOR THE CARDIFF LBERALs.-For daily
papers writing on the Marquis of Butte and his
use Cor abuse) of parliamentary influence at
Cardiff
"Quousque tandem a-Bute-ereW
THE BEVERAGE FOR THIRSTY SoULs.-Pail ale.
"WHo, Busy IN THE THYMY WooD. ITO
those critics who take exception to the above
line in poem it is needless to particularize,
we would submit the following familiar
words:--
''Sage beneath the aged oak"
And pray, why, in the name of common sense,
not thyme?
If T'wERE WELL DONE, WHEN TITS DoNE.-A
friend OF ours, who is stickler for neat and
appropriate titles, says that after reading Not
Wisely but too Well. he felt convinced the name
should nave been Not Wisely but one Pump!
How A TIDE-wATER SHOULD WRITE.-In a
flowing hand.
WMDFALL.-The Rev. F. Love- who
created some excitement in fashionable circles
few years ago, by elopng with Lady Ade-
laide Vane Tempest, has just been presented
by Mr.. Disraeli with one of the best livings in
the gift of the crown. He will no doubt tho
roughly realize the truth of the old saw-'Tt
is an i'll wind that blows no man any good"
That can hardly be rightly described as vain
tempest which blew him good living.
A STIFF ONE FOR THE FIELD.-Why is a man
who rides good fencer to hounds like Miss
Yonge's latest novel? Because he's chap
let-off purls Chdpiet of PeartS.)