Litchfield enquirer., 1878-01-10
CLIPPINGS.

A suitable site in London for Cleopatras needle. e.-Thread-needle Street.
 It is buckwheat, that crushed to earth will rise again.
 X man fooled into buying pinchbeckwatch called it Faitq, because it was without works
 ''That Banker of Mine has had the best run of anything out. The edition rarely stopsshort of Europe.
 Never write letters to widow. She always takes down the old box and compares yours with the other mans.
 What is that which lives in the winter, dies in the summer, and always grows with its roots upwards? An iCicle
 Now tell me, colonel how do you feel when you've killed a. man ?" ''Oh, very well, thank you, doctor ; how do you?"
 TurGfg Buteter - Boarding house Oh yes, mum. I know just what you want-a good hoer one, ,that'll hold plenty O stutfing."
 \ Belle's opinion concerning Mars-"Dear me is it possibe?-Two moons! What nice plac. to meet one by two moonlight alone.
 The difference between the preacher, the builder and the archicect of the church is sinl- ply this; One is the rector, and the. other the erector, and the third the director
 A recent article shows that Washington once la rhel. Thus pc:shed another classic struc- tute. We are prepared to hear now that the EIyytian obesiisk was once used for barber's pole.
 When the Indians left Washington, the oth- CT day, Secretary Evarts warned them to put tn air money in their moccasips as they passed through Chicago. Free Press. Tbe Chicago Times heads one of it's editori- als Lie Nu nber G." Candor is all very well, says a rival journal but the foreman ought to be discharged for letting the cipders fall off. If those women" remarks the Elmira Ad- vertiser, speaking of troupe of Thompsonian dancers, think this is August, they are very much mistaken" Volumes could not say | more.
 1 Geo. Alfred Townsend was recently struck in the mouth by journalist named Brooks. | This is the first recorded instance of "Gath's" being struck in the mouth by anything sugges- | tive of water.
 "Mark Twain" introduced Mr. Howells to Hartford lecture audience by saying that it was unnecessary to speak of his literary repu- tation; he was merely there to back up the moral character of Mir. Howells
 Who's your pastor, my dear?" asked a good old lady from the country, addressing her daughter, who had been living in the city for half year or SO. "Really, mother. hard ly know. never saw him. He was away on vacation last summer, and now he has started on his featuring tour for the winter. may get acquainted with him next spring" The Rev. John Brown, of Haddington, was in the habit of proposing, on festive occasions certain young lady as his toast. Having | abandoned the practice he was asked for a reason. Because" said he, ''I have toasted her for sixteen years, without being able to make her Brown, so I've resolved to toast her no longer"
 The students of flourishing school in Ten. nessee had a public debate among themselves the other evening on the conundrum as to whether ancient or modern times have pro- | duced the greatest men. We declined, from 6 sense of delicacy, to go down and take part in the intellectual tournament, having been pro- duced by one of those times ourselves. = Louis ciUe Courier Journal >
 Burlington Hawkeye: ''Estelle sends us fol l publication poem beg inning, Will you love me when the twilight shadows fall across the moor: Will we? Oh, g6 way, Estelle! IT the twilight Oh, shaw! In the night {? Ear ly in the morning? Along in the afternoon Kill us, sombody; we're too sweet to live Oh, well-shl-sh! Won't do, Estelle; take your poem; we've gone aud woke the baby. There, there, there, hootchy, pootchy, puddin an1 pie, tol de dol deedle ol dol de dol dol. '' Chorus ad lib)