The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1875-08-06
PENCIL AND SCISSORS.

MosT people are like eggs-Too full Of
themselves to hold anything else.
He was scalded to death from boiler
explosion, and on his tombstone they
chiseled deeply: "Sacred TO the memory
of our steamed friend"
NOTHING is our own; We hold our pleasures
Just little while ere they are ned;
One by one life robs us of our treasures;
Nothing Is our;pwn except our dead.
-Adeiaids Prcoa.
THERE is nothing more pleasant for a
lazy man these hot days, than to lie in
the shade and tell what he would do II
he was rich.
MORE than q thousand enterprising
persons came to grief under the common
delusion that they could edit newspapers
in the United States last year.
"I WONDER if it's seasicknes that
makes sailors always a-heaving up
anchors" exclaimed Aunt Hepzikiah,
as she looked thoughtfully up from her
morning paper.
A GOOD man and a wise man may at
times be angry with the world, at times
grieved at it; but, be sure, no man was
ever discontented with the world IL he
did his duty in it.
A LIE which is part Of truth
Is ever the blackest Of lies,
For lie which IL all a lie
May be met and fought with outright
But lie which Is part Of . truth,
Is harder matter to hghs-
-fm~Sssw.
IT is not the most beautiful and hui
name thing in the world to mingls
gravity with pleasure, that the one may
not sink into melancholy and the other
rise up in wantonness.
LOOK on the bright side Of things, for
none are SO happy as those who are for
ever thinking how hard their lot is, and
how much better off are others. Think
of those who have less, and life will be
joyous.
'ERE's the 'edline of the Detroit Tri-
bune halluding to the international
shoot: Hamerics Wins, Blast hits
Bloody Heyes! - The Hexellence hof
Hamerican Shooting his Hastonishing
the Henglish!"
THINGS are very unequal in this world.
While that Austrian nobody, Hoyos-
prinzenstein, is made Minister TO the
United States and covered with honors,
poor Mr.. Adolph Storoskemodrachofskey
is shut up in q station-house at New
Haven.
To PATRICK JOHN and sandy yield;
The Irish the Eleho shield;
They wouldn't let Yanks contest the field,
And thus our status Is revealed
Wide be our starry flag unfurled,
And far our naughty challenge hurled;
The lion at our feet lies eurIed-
We've licked the chaps that licked the world
MANY persons when they find them
selves in danger II shipwreck in the voy-
age Of life, throw their darling vices
overheard, as other mariners do their
treasures, only to fish them up again
after the storm is over.
DETROIT Free Press: A few nights
since as Chinaman was going up Eliza
beth steet east, he walked against rope
which some bad boys had stretched across
the walk. "John" fell on his head,
rolled over, lost the clean SHIFTS in the
gutter, and limped sadly home. Since
that night every Chinamsn in town
walks in the middle Of the street and
steps high, and when asked to explain
they reply, "No come AiPhop on this
manW
A sHoPKEEPER purchased Of an Irish
woman quantity Of butter, the Jumps
ofwhich, intended for pounds, he weighed
in the balance and found wanting. "Sure,
it's your own fault If they are light"
said Biddy, in reply to the complaints of
the buyer, it's your own fault, sir, for
wasn't il with pound Of your soap that
| bought here myself that weighed
them withY The shopkeeper had nothing
more to say ON that subject.