The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1879-07-04

f9,l your arms around me tighter;
, Have you never hngged beforey
Draw me nearer, draw me closer,
can't you hug me any morey
Some men sell iron, and steel for
living.
A mad dog is a pronounced instance
of cur-rage.
what endnres more of the ups and
downs i'll this life than a woman's law
\ bone
Ralways are aristocratic. They
Teach every man to know his own sta
ton and stop there.
An exchange asks: "What is nice,
to hold than pretty woman's hand ?''
Answer; GA pretty woman"
And verify no man is content with his
lot (unless it contains twice a. much as
his neighbor's and is fenced with iron
fencing), be it summer or winter.
A Mississippi man puts ii thus: "At
the earnest solicitation of those TO whom
L owe money j have consented TO be-
come candidate for county treasurer. -
The man who wrote that "notbinp
is impossible" never tried to find the
pocket in his wile's dress when il was
hanging up in the clothes press
Whitehall Times.
a Somerville Sunday school teacher
mad some remarks the other day about
'the ilre that never shall be quenched." >"
"Wh nat, neverr' asked the class in cho-
rus. But he didn't tumble.
Out of three dozen samples of wal
paper examined by London chemist.
scarcely half dozen were free from mr.
selllc. Not only were the green papers
infected, but the light blues and som
bre browns were among the worst
specimens.
"A gentleman travelling on a Hudson
tiVer steamer one day at dinner was
making away with a large pudding
close by when he was told by a servant
That 1t was dessert at matters not TO
me-, he said; 81 would eat it were it a
Wilderness"
"A little fellow, who had recently had
a pine apple cut" on his head, kept
ieellng of his shoI hail, rubbing his
hahd back and forth over the top of his
head. Ills father asked him why he
did so, and the urchin replied: 81 want
to feel the cutness of it,"
"Blaine is one of the best fellows in
the world" said democratic senator
Two or three days ago, "and il he was a
democrat we should almost idoize him.
But," lie added, she does thrash around
so IN our corntield sometimes that he
makes me itch to knock him down.
Little Billy was told, "Nevcr ask for
anything at the table. Little bows
should wait until they are served" The
otier day little Billy was forgotten in
the distribution, and was not served at
all. What could he do? Presently. af-
ter rejecting seriously, he asked,
Mamma, when little BOYS staryc TO
death do they go to hcaven?'
Every one has read of the tnlip ma
ma which fiourished in Holland from
1924 to 1857. Immense prices were
paid for single bulbs, and this state
ment Is corroborated by the fact that
two houses, about twenty miles from
Amsterdam, are offered for sale which
were purchased with the proceeds of the
sale OF three tulip bulbs. The record of
inns remarkable purchase is preserved
IN stone inserted in the gable of one
vi tuc houses.
DO you think raw oysters healthy?'
asked dyspeptic. "Well, sir" replied |
the grnn doctor, 81 never heard one |
complain of being unhealthy, did you?'
whenever you are tempted 10 indulge
IN crl icising your minister-a very bad |
habit to get into, by the way-you
ought to be careful of your choice of
language. "That is what | call fin
ished Sermon" said all admirer to an
indifferent as thev wended their way
from church. eyes," was the reply |
with yawn, "but, do you know, / |
thought it never would be-"
"A lew days since party of gentle
men were together. One man, a Joker. |
stepped up to member of the party |
and holding up before his ewes a long
hair, said: "See here, old fellow, this |
looks suspicious. Where did this long |
hair come from % "Why, that's from
my wife's headl" care You sure ~
"Sure of it? OF course | am. You
don't suppose you would find any other
woman's hair about me, do you?' "No, |
probably not, but am sorry vou are |
SO sure it is your wife's hair, for | lust
picked it of the coat of this gentleman"
pointing TO friend near by.
Four wonderful paintings are now
nearly finished in the studio of the
somewhat celebrated artist Burne Jones. |
They form the story of Pygmalion. In
the first the Greek sculptor is dreaming
before an unfinished group ofthe graces.
In the second he has already begun to
word on his wonderful dream. In the
third Venus is seen descending to
aw AIKEN the marble. And in the last
the sculptor kneels before the living
ideal of his fancy's forming. If the
criticisms be true that the hand of a
master IS everywhere apparent in these
lonr, the complete conception must
form one of the greatest works of art
"i the century.