The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1877-01-06
Small Talk.

People of color - Those having the
bues.
An inIui,iiye woman want. to know
why only 1on"-horcmen are spoken of.
Amt there amy short ones
A. compared with the rest of man
kind, George Francis Train still insists
that he is cucnanut among peanuts.
"Thcre's no fish lhat'll bite like pick
erel," says an old angler. They arc
the most avariciou- fish YOU ever see
\ republic of monkeys has hcen dis
covered ia Senc@aInbia. who have got
along 50 far aS to rub sticks together,
and build themselves Il fire. Four
armed is tOrcwaimed.
In speaking. the other day. Of the
vocal performance oia certain celebrated
singer, musical critic said: I'VE hung
upon every notc"-a remarkable proof
of the singers power of execution"
The Painted Post Debating Society
recently had this question: rs married
preferable to Single lite!'' The, one
ative is all full of kinks and knots.
Scientists claim that fish cannot hear.
but old fishermen differ with them. If
any scientific gentleman doesn't believe
this, let him go to yelling around where
one of these old fishermen is dropping a
line, and see what will happen.
When a Boston girl breaks her en-
gagement with man, and her friends
eXpostulate with her, she only has TO say
his views on ihcosophic doctrine of cos
mogony are loose. and they realize at
once how impossible il is for any true
woman to risk her happiness with such
a person.
"My dear Amelia" said dandy. Il
have long wished for this opportunity.
but hardly dare speak for fear YOU will
reject me. But | love YOU, say YOU will
be mine. Your smiles would she'd =
and then he paused again. "Ncvcr mind
the wood-she(k" said Amelia; ''go on
with the pretty talk"
"Pa! what does il mean to be tried
by jury of ones peers :" at means,
my son, that man is to he tried by Il
Jury composed of men who are his equals
on an equality with him. so they will
have no prejudice Then. pa, sup
pose you'd have To be lricd by a jury of
bald headed men,
The legend on the old South Church
door, "Please ring the bell" recalls
George Colman's lines, where Toby
Tosspott tells the thinly-clad answerer
to his vigorous midnight pulls, "liigh
time for bed, sir; was Fastening to it,
but IL you write up Please to ring the
bell common politene>> makes me stop
and do it. Boston Transcript.
An old negro. testitymg in the Grim
inal court of Memphis, Tenn., concern
ing the loss of his wardrobe by theft,
fixed the following values upon the
same: Goat. -; "briches," 81; "top
shirt" Sl "undcr shirt" 90 cents (;
"draws," 25 cents. The latter article,
he apologetieally remarked, were every
ole ones"
Has any one seen Il lost ulster stray
ing about? On this subject the Homer
of the Burlington Ilawk-Eye reaches
down from above and draws up from
below the following: GLOW relentless
is manifest destiny. How sweeping are
the decrees of fate. How the pitiless
Clotho watches the front door left aiar
by mans carelessness, while Lachesis
spins the overcoat down from the hat
rack, and hands Il TO the unrelcnting
Atropos, who cuts down street with
It,"
The last capillary song is: "Only a
gray hair, darling!' But when his wife
- whose own hair is short and red -
came 10 examine il more closely, she
saw that 1t was as yellow as saffron, and
nearly three feet long. She knew in a
minute where IL came from; and before
he could begin to explain how it got on
the shoulder of his coat, the air was SC
full of his own hair that he thought one
of Prof Tiee's cyclones had come along
that way.