The Arizona sentinel., 1876-04-01
MISCELLANY.

The BrOOklynlteS have invited Dr, Edward Beecher to come down and give them "HelI," which is his most celebrated sermon.
 It pleaSeS woman to see man holding a plate of refreshments on his knee at a party. He can't do it without turning in his toes.
 There is one ude and bad habit the boys of New Orleans never indulge in. They do not throw snowballs at each other like the bad.boys who live in the North, where there is no Mardi Gras.- NeaC Orleans Republican.
 They are going to explode 50,00O fbs. of nitro gIycerine at Hell Gate say the New York papers. It is not wide enough at present to ac- commOdate the travel from New York and BrOoklyn.-DetrG1 Free Press.
 "When the cold wind blows, take care of your nose, that II don't get froze, and wrap up your toes in warmer hose" The above, we suppose, was written in prose, by some one who knows the effects of cold snows.
 The census man of LoganspOrt reports eight girls to one man, A literal fulfillment of the old pro- phecy, "Seven women hanging to the skirts of one man."-St Louis Repu6ticdn. " There let me live and die"
 It may not be generally known, but it has been discovered that the same kind of cOIoring matter which poisons the striped stock ings is also used to color the bad whiskey. It both cases it goes to Ythe legs and ruins the understand ing.
 Some enterprising chap has paid $3000 for the privilege of selling pop corn on the Centen- nial grounds. AS all the Vaasar College girls are expected to visit the Centennial show, much larg CT sum is demanded for the chew ing gum monopoly.
 Yesterday, the blush of health was upon her cheek, and the light of a happy spirit in her eye; to- day, as she sits apart, looking as yellow as saffron, and feeling as sullen as mud turtle, he asks Fer tenderly what ails her, and she answers sharply, "Mince pie, you idiot"
 She backed against the wall, while OCT
 Her face the hot blood rushes
 "'Tis knowIeg of my love- thought l,
 That starts them tell-tale bluShes. " Then in her ear 1 warmly sighed:
 ''In vain you have not trusted"
 Get out, you fool r' she quick replied;
 "Fm 'fraid my pnlLback's busted !''
 A sweet little miss of some seven Summers, on being presented with a doll by her admiring and indulgent grandfather, archly re- marked: Its a lovely doll, dear grandpa; but-but I'd been hop ing 1t would be twins" Such precociousness is clearly demon strative of the advanced" age in which we live.
 Beautiful. yes but the blush will fade,
 The light grow dim which the blue eyes
 WsAr;
 The gloss will vanish from curl and braid And the sunbeam die in the waving hair, Turn from the mirror and strive to win
 Treasures of loveliness still to last; Gather eartbs glory and bloom within, That the soul may De bright when youth is past
 The young woman who deliber- ately goes late to church, as she scrapes down the aisle, is a fO0.- ish vn gin. The young man who plasters his hair down tight to a low retreating rhead, bridges his nose with eyeglasses, and wears a loud cane, when he comes late to concert aud strikes atti- tudes before the audience at the door while he StareS about for a seat, and rhen stalks to it with the proud air of q prize mule at d -ess ssairftry fair, is a snob.
 Some smart young man the other night thought it would be q cunning to dress up as a ghost and ffighten simple Dutchman, who usually returns home at d late hour in the evening. So he donned the traditional white J sheet and laid in wait. He didn't 1fSVe long to wait before the Dutchman appeared and the ghost app cared to the Dutchman. "Vos he scrat?" did the simple Dutch man exclaim, Mine colt in him. mel, vosh ish dose?" No, he didn't. He just got out of his wagon and gave that ghost what he afterward described as "te s,,,otn,@ IioIrinCr IrOt a fuOo oh Ovi