The Canton mail. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 18??-1882, 1876-02-19
CRATE IND GAR.

AAo saiu tnaJ ne never was IN rance
exactly butAs had mother-in-law whose
maiden name was French.
New York city authorities are irving
to break up the lottery business by ar
resting all the small ones and letting the
big ones go.
Stokes has made fourteen different
efforts to secure his release from prison.
The man must be dolt. Why doesn't
he pause and realize what lie was put
there for
"A Passaic father wants to know
what will keep respectable, but poor
Young man from hanging around the
front Of the house?' Tell him the girl
is sitting ON the back fence.
Man" Do yvu think it would he
safe for me TO cross this pasture?' Maid
=" Well, the old bull don't like red very
much, but if you will..chalk your nose
guess he won't attack YOU"
al thought you said your head
ached five minutes ago" said mother,
when George asked for more candy. go
l did," said George, "and suppose it
does now, only l can't feel it."
Sir John Hobhouse asserts that
Byron was no scoffer. Still, on one oc-
casion Byron said: AZ have a great
mind TO believe in Christianity, for the
mere pleasure of, fancying may be
damned"
RECONSTRUCTED
In wagon made OF willow
Wheeled 1 once little maiden,
Rnglets shining on the pillow,
Rolling homeward treasure laden,
Like boat upon the billOw.
Ten years fed. All, how missed her,
When we left the village school!
But she said she'd be my sister
As we fingered by the pool
And passionately kissed her.
Ten more fretting years renew il;
Little wagon made of willow;
Loving eyes are bent to view it;
Loving hands adjust the pillow,
And we fitted rockers to it.
"A hospital surgeon writes THAT the
digestion is mainly governed by the ner-
vous system, and the nervous system is
soon shattered by broken rest. To de-
prive man of his sleep and then expose
him TO cold is simply to exhaust his re-
serve of vital force, and TO push him half
way toward the goal of a complete break
down.
1t is estimated that every time a
train of cars of the average length stops,
il costs, in the wear and tear of material
and loss of power, fully seyenty-five
cents. This is what makes conductor
ALWAYS look SO cheerful when he hauls
up at flag station, in the middle OF
snow storm, to take on a string of onions
and man with dead-head pass.
SHE KNOWS
We fiatter ourselves-we bearded boys
That we are deep, and can conceal
All that we know, and do, an d feel-
Our business sorrows and club house joys
From the innocent creatures VINO HIKE our
tea,
Rut believe me, sir that they can see
Right through and through both you ana me!
AS if your Glove or cardamon seed
Could hide your guilt in wine and weed!
All, foolish mortal, do you suppose
That only to sniff the scent OF a rose,
And not the odor that's in your clothes,
She's got that sweet little, pert little nose;
Your screen is only pane OF glass,
Through which she sees that you are-alas!
Rv no means the lion YOU think within,
But a long-eared thing in lions skin.
Prof. Rudolph says that he has
found out that the sun isa white, hot mass,
eight hundred and fifty six thousand
miles in diameter, having a surrounding
ocean of burning gas fifty thousand
miles deep, with tongues of flames dart
ng upward fifty Thousand miles, and
volcanic forces that hurl luminous mat
ter to the height of one hundred and
sixty thousand miles.