Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1879-07-09

sawyer; ulu 81 never try 10 argue Win Il
nervous woman
What's dc time O day, ole oman? said
Il colored countryman 20 Aunt Mlly, try
ing to poke fun at the brass chain that
held her front door key around her neck
Look at de town clock, chile. OATS built
for poor folks.
Emma Abbott writes 10 an eastern pa
per, " To this day love the school girl
who gave me half her apple one day when
was hungry" We can see your half
apple, Emma. and 60 you bushel better.
We still love the girl out of whose grand
fathers orchard we used to steal gallons
and pecks of apples when we weren't bit
hungry. And now if you could just see
her baby-oh, Emma.-Buriington Hawk-
eye.
Is that an Alderney cow?" the young
man from town asked old Mr.. Thistlepod,
out on the agency road. The old man is
little near-sighted in his hearing. and he
looked at the youth in amazement. "Wal,"
he replied, she amt so all-tired elderly,
only two years old last spring. What
might be Your idee of an old COW. young
man?" But the young man spake not,
neither did he smile, but he looked away
off down the road With the yearning cx-
preston of man who has been drafted
but doesn want to go.-Hat0keye.
A gentleman. wishing to obtain board
for his wife and family in the country, was
directed to Il neat looking farmhouse, kept
by an old farmer and his wife. A brief
inspection satisfied him that the place
would suit him. /" But now as TO terms"
he said Waal." drawled the farmer.
"you have six children, you sayP' " Yes
sir" The old man reflected a few mo-
ments and then resumed. " Last year |
took children at half price Do you see
them par trees and berry bushes? Waal,
this year will charge full price for the
young 'uns and throw in your wife and
yourself for nothing"
ENOUGH! ENOUGH!-A Frenchman. who
knew very little Of our language, unfortu-
nately got into difficulty with country
man, and fight he must, and that too,
rough and tumble. But before he went ut
it. he wanted to know what he should cry
if he found himself whipped. After being
informed that, when satisfied. all he would
have to do would be to cry out enough" !"
at it they went; but poor monsieur, in his
difficulties, forgot the word, and finding
his eyes likely to be removed from their
sockets, he began to cry out; but instead
of saying what was told him, he began
bawling Justify, "Hurrah! Hurrah Hur-
rah!' To his astonishment the country
man began pounding harder. when mon
sieur, finding there was no use in halo
ing, turned and went to work in such good
earnest that it was not long before the
countryman sang out in n stentorian voice.
" Enough! Enough" Say that again"
said the Frenchman.' '"Enough! Enough!h
cried the countryman. When the French
man in his turn, exclaimed, Begar, dat
is the we're word vas trying to say long
time ago"
Prince Peter of Oldenburg has Just had
a somewhat exciting experience. He is at
the head of the Imperial Russian colleges
for girls and is very diligent in performing
his duties. He lately decided 10 see for
, himself whether there were any grounds
for the numerous complaints Of the poor
food furnished at the Smoling convent
where eight hundred girls are educated.
Proceeding to the institrtion just before
the usual dinner hour, he avoided the
main entrance, and walked straight toward
the kitchen. At its door he met two
soldiers carrying huge steaming caul-
dron. "Halt!" he called out. put that
kettle down." The soldiers, of course,
obeyed. :" Bring me spoon" added the
prince. The spoon was at once produced,
but one of the soldiers ventured to begin
stammering remonstrance. " Hold your
tongue" cried the prince; " take off the
, lid | insist on tasting it." No further
) objection was raised. and his highness
took Il large spoonful. You call this
SOUP" he exclaimed; "why, it is dirty
water" 1T is, your highness," replied
the soldier; " we have just been cleaning
out the laundry