Morning journal and courier., 1880-08-25
DEMOCRATIC PRINCIPLES.

Delaware people object to the doctrine ot l freeze peach.-Boston Post.
 1 It is time for concert audiences to kick A new song has been published called "What kind of shoes are you going to wear?" Are you lost, my little fellow ?' asked 8 gentleman of 4-year- old one day in Roches- | ter 'sNo," he sobbed in reply ''b-but m- my mother is."
 l You may have seen young man on one 1 side of a gate and a maiden the other. 1 Why they talk so long is because there is 8 l great deal to be said on both sides. Full many a rose Is born to blush unseen, l and waste it's fragrance on the desert air | full many nip is taken behind the screen, and cloves, and coffee, too, are eaten there. The papers arc making a great ado over 1 the discovery of a mica bed. Mrs. Malony sends us word that she discovers Mike abed every morning when the boy ought to be up splitting wood,
 A boy of twelve years, dining at his uncle's,
 made such a good dinner that his aunt ob-
 served, Johnny, you appear to eat well. /" .eYes,'' replied the urchin, "Pve been prac-
 ticing eating all my life"
 It always sounds pretty to say: ''The sun had sunk beneath the western horizon, " but q moments reflection shows that that is
 about the only horizon he could sink beneath
 under the circumstances. When he feels like
 sinking he always selects the western horizon in this section.-Rochester Democrat.
 A religious tract, called ''Put not your
 trust in Princess" was thrown into the saloon
 of a simple old German He read the title,
 and soliloquized: Well, I don't put some
 drust in Brinces. Dey must pay der cash in
 dis shop chust de same as 0 wite ans.''-
 Norristown Herald.
 A negro who was suspected of surrepti- tiously meddling with his neighbours fruit,
 being caught in garden by moonlight non-
 plussed his detectors by raising his eyes,
 clasping his hands and piously exelaiming :
 Good heavens dis yere darkey can't go nowhere to pray any more without bein
 'sturbed"
 society belle sitting with party of friends on the balcony of watering place hotel few days ago. The conversation turned on the guests of the house, and one attractive young lady, recent arrival was criticised. 1T don't know how you can call her handsome, " said Miss S., in response to the opinion expressed by Mir. R, gentleman of the party, "she IS so lnslpld then she wants to be thought clever, and does nothing all day but read those horrld French novels and other trash" The group don, Miss S., but you left your book on the chair, ,'' said MT. R., presenting the forgotten volume. It was bound copy of Mana. Hour.
 A story is told of an English voter who possessed influence that asked the candidate to give his son a letter of recommendation to an official at the Admiralty. The request was granted, but when the youth called to deliver his credentials he found that he had mislaid the precious epistle However, he succeeded in obtaining nomination, and some weeks after his return home discovered the lost letter of recommendation among some papers. Having done without it he had the curiosity to open it. and was startled to find it contained an earnest injunction to 'throw every obstacle in his way" for as the writer added, T cannot disoblige this mans father, plaguing my life out to get him 8 ship" The young man was furious, but his father, a practicaLminded man, coolly remarked: 1t is not worth making a disturbance we will take him at his word and plague for ship" /" which was done accordingly, with success.