The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-02-16
Pith and Point.

Pith and Point.
1T is the want of motive, says George
Eliot, that makes life dull and makes
men feel old.
Now Is the time to subscribe 80 cents
to the poor fund, and IS to the baseball
club which is to scoop the world next
spring.
WHEN Long Island husband is miss
ing, his wife has q regulur programme
to follow. She first makes sure that the
servant girl is at home or also missing.
If you don't feel any itching of the
spot on the left arm within two or three
days, you can charge your doctor with
baving scraped his virus from an old
wart.
DoN'T trust to appearances. A New
York policeman looked into a wagon,
expecting to find lost dog, but found
instead $4,000 worth of stolen kid
gloves.
TIE late Treasurer Of Egypt had an
income of 81, 100000 per year, and his
great anxiety was to spend every dollar
of it. He once burned up 5000 to
balance his account.
Mr.. BEvAN's boldness in reproving
person for coughing in New York
church is not without precedent. The
Duke of Gloster stopped King Henry's
coffin on the way to church.
A pENNILEss Chicago girl has opened
barber shop as last raZor't-BostOs
Post. A new way for girl to hone up
that she is financially stropped.
MorristoaOn Herald. Och hone !-St.
Louis Republican.
TENNYsoN's new drama is absorbing
the attention of the literary circles of
New England, and the Boston husband
before returning home stops at a gro
Gerry to purchase some crackers and
cheese or goes to bed without meal.
"TRIPLETs," said the Doctor senten
tiously. The husband of year rushed
out on the back porch, thought upon his
slender income, glared upon the snow
clad yard and exclaimed with wild,
mocking laugh: "Son-struck in Janu
airy"
HIS LAST words to her in the morning
were Wrap up warmly, darling, If
you go shopping to-dhy the weather is
very cold" She said she would, and
before she went out she had all her
bustles weighed and put on the heaviest
one. What will not woman do for the
man she loves
The goldsmith of the New York Her.
aid hammers out of the finest metal this
beautiful and eminently sound reflection:
"Mr. Moody sensibly says that pretty
girls should not permit men to kiss them
at church fairs for % cents. That is
right. They may be just as easily kissed
after they leave the fair and for 100
per cent. less in the price.
THE FIRST KISS.
| For twenty years the elder had tha sister
| Courted and vet he'd never kissed her;
| Till, growing bold with long delay,
He thus proposed to her one day:
al think, my dear we'd better kneet and pray
| That Heaven above will judge 1t not arniss
| II we partake of, part-a kiss"
And so with due soemnity the pair
| Did for the OSCILLATION thus prepare,
| And then-a rousing smack disturbed the air.
"a 'Tis good" said she as they the nectar drank,
'Ts good the elder said, let's kneel and thank.
HE was only an inquisitive boy and he
said "Ma, will all the heathens turn
up when it comes resurrection times 2"
eyes, my son." Sand them mission
aries those will turn up1" Seer
tainly, my son." "Weu, when them
cannibal heathen what's been feedin' ON
missionaries gets resurrected, and them
missionaries what's been eat comes
around and wants to resurrected, things
is going to be mixed up, hey, ma"
cit is time you were in bed, my son."
The merry jingle of the sleigh-bells,
the sparkle of the crystal snow in the
lambent light of the moon, and the con-
fiding creature that nestles closely to
him beneath the buffalo robes, tenderly
clasping his left hand in hers while his
right holds the reins, constitute the
winter nights poem that is floating
through the doting lovers soul and
leaving him in doubt whether to let go
long enough to get his handkerchief
out or 6raw his coat sleeve across his