The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1875-02-05
WHAT THE WITS SAY.

poker-player, like poet, is born. not
made.-Courier-JourBal.
In culling the flowers of poetry, no one
should miss Cullen Bryant.-New York
| Mail.
Crimped hair softens a feminine face.
The masculine head that will wear it does
not need softening. - Yonkers Gazette.
A Thomas street school boy had just got
his face fixed to sing "Let us love one an
other" when snow ball hit him in the
mouth and so confused him that he yelled:
'sBill Sykes, just you do that agin and I'll
chaw your ear off.''-Rome Sentinel.
1t is said that some time during the pres
ent year party of one hundred Englishmen
is coming over to this country on grand
buffalo hunt. list! 'Ush! Ark
The 'orn of the 'unter is 'eard on the ill!
-Courier-JourRal.
The chaplain of the Boston Radical Club
has discovered that the soul of man is
chemically composed of G 38, III "a, N 6 G
and 10. The text of his next sermon
will be from the fifteenth chapter of Euclid,
beginning with a description of moral
triangle. e.-Dan6ury Neaos.
Col. James B. Young, Executive Clerk
of the United States Senate, has written %
new poem in which he says:
sAgain that voice fell ON my ear"
''There was silence on my ear"
''They fell and died upon my ear"
1.-THE echo died upon my ear"
We advise the poet to cut his ear into small
pieces and send them to the War Depart
ment for army blankets. Er-
press.
How much cloth is required to make a
spirit wrapper p Providence Journal. About
a medium pattern-Hargord Times Say
a aknell.-LoaoeU Courier. Somebody tolled
him.-Boston Adgertiser. Grave jokes all.
--New York World. And not pleasant in
these coughin' times.-HarJord Times.
This is tomb uch.-Danbury Nesos.
Detroit Free Press. A chunk of boy
was seen studying the weather report charts
hanging in the postofice yesterday, and
wondering at the lads interest a gentle
man approached him and asked: well,
my son, what do yon wish to find?" "I'm
looking to see how the old thermometer
stands at Duluth" I" if she's ten below,
I've got to dust for home and split more
wood; if she's at zero can go off with Bill
Jackson to see his dog fight tame coon.''
"A boy about twelve years old entered
Michigan avenue barber shop, recently, and
asked the barber to cut his hair down close.
The barber inquired if he wasn't afraid of
catching cold, wien the boy replied: "I've
got to run the chances for there's trouble
ahead. Tomorrow is the day sot for me
and u sixth ward boy to meet over behind
Goodhue's barn and see who's the boss boy
of Detroit, and he's powerful at pulling
hair. Cut her right down to the sculpp'-|
Detroit Free Press.
The Rev. DR.. Deems, of New York, said
in his sermon last Sunday: ssTo my mind
the four sweetest things in the world are
first, baby girls; second, baby boys; third,
ripe, good old men; fourth. ripe, good old
ladies'" That is very nearly our creed,
but we rather think we like healthy moth
er-in-iaw the best. Atfdd next, " ripe, gootdi
old man, who sits quietly in the corner and
lies about how far he used to walk to school
through the snow when he was boy, and
how he used to come home and saw up a
cord of wood before supper instead of
in the back door for his skates as
bows do now-a-daYs- Ys-NiLpaMkee SentieeE.