The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1877-05-12
TRUTHS AND TRIFLE S.

..Humpty Dnmpty Fox, with
brain all correct again, is living quietly
in his own house in Brooklyn, in excellent
health and spirits. He thinks of the
stage, but does not know when he will
jam his hands down hard into his pockets
toe in, and assume a diabolical grim be-
fore an u~prOariOus house again.
"A Frenchman has invented q solder
to seal up holes in tinware, which is not
only pronounced perfect, butawful cheap.
But he'll lose money if he comes over
here with it, for the American nation is
80 surely welded to the use Of a small
piece of rag, that the most elaborate com-
bination can not wean it from its idol.
with virtue, capacity and good con-
duct, n can still be unsupportable.
The manners, which are neglected SIS
small things, are often those which de-
eide men for or against you. A slight
attention to them would have prevented
their ill judgments. -Bruyere.
Between ROversto and Trent, at the
foot Of a hill, an imnrAnse bronze table
of the Roman epoch has been discovered.
1t %reproduces in perfectly preserved
characters the decree of Julius Caesar, in
which he granted to the people of those
towns the Roman citizenship and alliance
with one of the civic tribes.
The heirs of Joseph Lewis, tn
Hobeken man, who willed a million dol.
lars to help retire to national debt, are
coming forward by the band, wagon load
and putting in a plea of the patriots in
sanity. Not that they want the million
dollars, understand, but because they
desire to see lunacy discouraged.
Young lady in the country "Aunt
Tabithy, my fur-sack of imitation mush-
rat is about played--whoddy you think
I'd better g~ittointo for summer wear ?"
"Reoshy, I'd jest like to see your lovely
form in one of these new-fashioned Gus
pidors, cut bias, turned over on the
edge and box-pleated around the top"
[Sensation.
The book agent was a red-heade
man, and when he took off his hat with
surface politeness, and ran his hand
through%Ais blazing top-knot. each hair
seemed to glow with satanic fire. Then
h. 6obboJ H., IooJ onI rIooro1
erubescence, and opening his mouth, ex-
hibited his deep magenta-hued fangs,
and Kissed forth, "Good day."-Detroit
Mews
The advice of the Globe-D Democrat
to the young mar who hung around the
chamber-window of the fair girl with the
scarlet lips, was:
PrAEscease your senselers gushing
@bOut the girl 50 fair
And don't so hanging round her
But court her on the square.
And to this an anonymous correspondent
thus makes reply:
followed your suggestion,
And stood on court square all day.,
But the lovely girl. with the scarlet lips, )
Hne never came that way.
"A lady in Springfield had been talk
ing with her little girl about a death in
the neighborhood, and about good chill
dren going to heaven, when bright eyes
said Mamma, shall we have clothes
ready for us in heaven ?" and the mother
replied in the affirmative. The little
one went away again to her play, but
soon. came back in a thoughtful mood
with, "Well, mamma, / guess I'll take
my trunk of clothes along, to make
sure!"
The Buffalo Courier hunts it up
again and starts off with: Mr.. Secretary
Thompson has never served two years
before the mast, but it is affirmed that
his nautical requirements are. more
varied than were those Of President
Taylor's secretary of the navy. When
that official first boarded a man-ofwar at
the Gosport navy-yard he paused before
the hatchway, gave a startled glance down.
ward and exclaimed, "Great Caesars
ghost! if the - thing isn't hollow"
When the Prince of Wales visited
Coventry two or three years ago, the
secretary to his royal highness, thinking
the procession to the station was moving
somewhat slowly, sent rather an impera-
TIVE message commanding "the mayor to
trot." The answer returned was, "Tell
Mr.. Knollys the mayor of Coventry do'
not trot." The present occupier of tho
magisterial chair was present at a dinner
party given the other evening by the
member for North Warwickshire, Mr..
Bromley, Davenport. lie had the honor
to take the hostess in to dinner. II don't
know, Mr.. Mayor" said the lady,
"whether you are at all afraid OF the
measles, hut my0litrle children have
them, and ! myself have had a slight
attack" Once 0more the mayor OF
Coventry rose to the occasion. "Mad-
am" he eaid, II should be only too de-
lighted to take anything from so charm
ing a source"