The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1869-12-17

A little SIX year-oId was waking
with his father, and asked: What
house is that?" THAT is the Dutch
church." was the reply. People go
there to be good, so that they may
become angels" Will they be
Dutch angels, PAP" returned young
hopeful.
:" As to be conficted with the
govt" said Mrs. Partington, high
living don't bring it on. 1t is ineo-
herent In some families, AMI is hand
ed down from father to son. Mr..
Hammer, poor soul, who has been so
long i'll with it, disinherits it from
his wife's grandmother.
An enthusiastic admirer of beauti-
full women rece- tly startled friend:
1" Been to church this morning" he
asserted. To chureh?' Yes, and
such necks! Full and white and
good enough to eat-six of them all
in a row: watched 'em all through
service. 0, my what neeks.
A young lady wus alighting from
an omnibus. when a ribbon fell from
her bonnet to the floor OF the stage.
You have left your bow behind,
remarked lady passenger. $50
U. L
innocently exclaimed the damsel.
An old lady was complaining to her
pastor of the misconduct of her son,
The clergyman tried to console her,
butshe would not be comforted, for,
she said, I" l and his poor father have
laid awake many a night praying for
him ;but it hasn't done any good
and we knew all the time it WOULDN'T"
AS Professor H was taking a
walk one day in the beautiful, pictur-
esuue environs of Edinburgh, he
met one of those beings usually
termed fools, aud the professor &C.
costed him thus: How long can a
person live without brains2" Odd,
/ dinna weel ken, sir; but " Scratch
ing his head) how lang have ye
lived ysrseP, sir?'
us Mrs. Blinking at home?" asked
Mr.. Saunders of the Irish girl who
answered his ring at the door. Yes,
b'lave she is. sir" : Is she engag-
ed?" "Ah, is it engaged, you say?
Fax an / can't tell you, sir; but she
kissed Mr.. Tincent last evening as If
she had never seen the like av him,
and its engaged / b'lave they are sir. F"
A little boy had his first pocket
knife, and for several days used il
himself, and extended the privilege
of the occasional use of his treasure
&c mis- little playmates. One evening
he was kneeling at his mothers knee,
saying his customary prayers, which
he closed in these words: And
please, God, give little Jimmy Bailey
a knife Of his own, so he won't want
tn borrow mine all the time"
A Scotch clergyman, in a drought
one Sunday offered prayer tor rain
And, sure enough, 1t came just as
the service closed. One old lady
Who had no umbrella with her, com.
menced to gather the skirts OF hel
gown over her head before quitting
the church vestibule, at the same
time remarking to a neighbor: Eth
wumman, isn't it too bad of thu
doctor? He might have lotten us
hame first.
An old lady, recently, in SOM
court before which she was brough
as witness, when asked to take OF
her bonnet, obslinately refused to d.
so. saying:
There is no Law to compel NO
man to take eff her bonnet"
OAt AApAA0SHtly ESplAOO OHO =
the judges, you know the law, d
you; perhaps you would like to com
up and sit here and teach us?"
No, | thank you, sir" said tn
woman tartly; there are old womel
enough there now.
Once upon a time. before the negr
had acquired any other than pecu
MARY value, and old colore1 divine
who was holding forth to an audienc
of his own race on the watehful car
and goodness of the Almighty, an
endeavoring TO impress upon his heal
ers the value Of Christian darkey
the eyes of Heaven, illustrated tt
point thus: -
MY Bredren. though you can b.
seven sparrows for farthipg, de A
mighty bab book to put down VIII
ebery one of dem falls. Now if
Almighty take SO much care OBJ {