Morning journal and courier., 1880-02-10
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The Sixth street church choir of Portsmouth entsrtains large audiences morning and even ing on Sabbath. They have preaching at the same hour, we are told.-Sarcastic Cincinnati Gazette.
 The works of Charles Dickens are being translated into Russian, and the Emperor does enjoy reading about Pickiwickski and vertiser. Smythekins came in this morning radiant with Ca new pun'-new forsooth as if there were pun extant which had not got wet in the flood. He sat down nervously, and scrib- bled this 'sTo Edison-Are you shoer of suc- cess Of c-horse-shoe are." Even the err rand boy feinted.-New York Evening Mail.
 It was proposed to erect monument in the
 village square to the Father of his Country, and old Squire Higgins was called upon for a liberal donation. 'cI can't give anything this time,' he said, 'tbut you may know that always carry Washington in my heart" "Well" answered the man with the subscrip- tion paper, ''all can say is that you've got the Father of his Country in very tight place"
 Seeing Dea. Snowfall capering along the street last evening in g manner that appeared to partake of the juvenile and the worldly, the reporter said Hello, deacon, you must be feeling particularly. gay to be waltzing forth Che deacon, hating. s:fse not aowaItzin'. I nebber waltzes, sah, nor is feelin' oberly gay dis ebenin. It's probably owin' to de cold wedder dat displays little ostentation in my gait dis ebenin, sah.''
 Many anecdotes are told of the eccentric Prindle, whose advent in Danbury we recent ly recorded. One time he got into neigh bor's pantry and helped himself freely to what he believed were some new kind of cookies, but which proved to be yeast cakes of c very successful variety at that. He heaved and foamed to such degree that for some time his native village thought 1t was 8 seaside town.-Danbury News.
 A Russian noblenan lay on his deathbsd. One of his curious fancies was to have his wife robe herself in her wedding dress and
 stand by his bedside. It was very natural bit of sentiment, and in the course of an | hour the beautiful woman stood by his side | arrayed in the garments of twenty years ago. .tAh," he sighed, s'you look so beautiful in
 that dress that hoped when the angel came | he might take fancy to you and carry you | of instead of me."-Boston Traveller. When man Is about starting for home | after the church sociable and finds his umbrel- | ia gone-an umbrella that has been in the family until it has become an heirloom, sir | his first impulse is to tear around and use Ian | guage crush his hat over his throbbing brows
 and rush out into the night and rain. His | next impulse is to soothe his tempest-tossed bosom by selecting the very newest and best l parachute he can lay his hands on, and go home with forgiveness in his heart and the
 umbrella over his head, like Christian 1 Boston Transcript.
 I wel-dressed lady called at a carpet ware I house and asked to look at some carpets. The goods were shown, every pattern in the shop
 being spread out for examination. After looking at everything about the place, and driving some very close bargains in the matter
 of price, the lady selected carpet for each | filled the salesman's heart with joy When all was completed he asked where the carpets
 were to be sent. The lady replied, without | hesitation, that she would call and let him know. s'You see" she added, ''my husband
 has just bought 8 piece of ground, and talks
 of soon building a house on it. If he does,
 you know, shall want some new carpets, and | then will call and order these"