Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1880-05-19
LES ENFANTS.


A SMALL boy in Massachusetts, who
for the first time noticed cherry tree in
blossom, enthusiastically directed the
attention of his mother to "the popcorn
tree"
"SInENoE is golden" Aunt" Has
any one been at these preserves? ?" dead
silence.) "Have you touched them,
Jenny" Jemmy-"Pa never lows
me to talk at dinner"
"MAMMA," said Henry Thomas, a
bright little fellow over in Algiers;
Mamma, have my toes got eyes?'
emo, my darling; why do you ask such
a foolish question:" Because my foot's
asleep. "-T'Ojedo Globe.
The Boston Journal tell this: "My
DEAR" said fond father to three-year-
old, as she entered the nursery, "you
have little sister baby. "Oh, let me
run and tell mamma" was the quick de-
mand of the happy brother"
a BOY who has to wheel sod for the
front yard all the time he is out of school,
says that the great demand of intelligent
labor In this country is for awheelbarrow
that will lean down on the other side of
the wheel.
A LITTLE girl of Sullivan, Moultrie
county, Mo-, has the past winter had,
first whooping cough, then chicken pox,
and few days ago took the measles. AS
she lay tossing upon her pillow she look
ed up at her father and said, "Papa,
what comes next?"
Chow do you pronounce s-t-l-n-g-y?"
Professor Stearns asked the young gen
tleman nearest the foot of the class.
And the smart bad boy stood up and
said it depended good deal whether
the word applied to a man or a bee.
Go to the head, young fellow.
MAMMA seeks to console her crying
child: "Why do you cry, John? What
has hurt you?" mamma" (and he
bawls more Justify than ever,( yesterday
I fell down and hurt myself" "Yester-
day! Then why do you cry to-day?"
ooh, because you were not at home yes
terdayp'
A SCHOOL teacher who had just been
telling the story of David, ended with,
"And this all happened over three
thousand years ago." A little cherub,
it's blue eyes opening wide with wonder,
said, after moments thought, "Oh
dear, marin what a memory you have
got!"
V. WILL never be hanged for his good
looks. He's as ugly as the very old
scratch. "Don't cry" said he to his
boy, who was numbering about some
thing the other day. ''Don't cry. You'll
spoil your beauty" "Papa, you must
have been perfect cry-baby when you
were little, )" returned the youngster.
A CAPITAL anecdote is told of little
fellow who In turning over the leaves of
a srcap-book came across the well-known
picture of some chickens just out of the
shell. "My companion examined the
picture carefully, and then, with grave,
sagacious look at me, slowl y remarked,
'They came out eos they was afraid of
being boiled"
EMMIE was sent to the grocer's for a
pound of mild cheese. In few minutes
she returned, crying as if her heart
would break. "What is the matter, my
dear?'' asked her mother, somewhat
alarmed. g don't care-they were real
mean, she answered. "Who." "Why,
all Of them; they just laughed at me-
the clerks and everybody" ''Laughed
at you, my child; why, what did you ask
or?'' ct asked for a pound Of calm
cheese" she said, between her sobs.
The fact was that Enmie had learned
that day at school that "mild, +" meant
calm,' and the first chance she got she
used the word,
LITTLE HAROLD, five years old, became
angry with his mother day or two ago.
He told her he did not love her, and
wished she would go away. At last he
said: Mamma, I am going to kill q
bull next fall, and 7 won't let you have
bit of dried beef or fresh meat OF
corned beef. I won't give you any OF
it" At night, when undressing him,
she said: "Harold, do you think you
did right in getting angry with mamma? y
He made no reply, but kneeling by he1
side to say his little prayer, he began in
very hurried way: CHOW I lay me
down to sleep, pray the Lord my soul
to keep, and if I die before I wake ]
pray the Lord my soul to take Mamma,
you can have the bull. God bless papa,
mamma, Clifton and the baby. Foi
Jesus sake. Amen" Getting up from
! his knees, he added: Mamma, YOU car
have every bit of that bull. Troy
Times.