The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1881-10-18
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sweetheart ,sSilenee,n beesuse wien he
wants TO kiss her she gives consent"
IL is very easy 70 stay -al-home fami-
lies 20 imagine themselves at the sea-
shore. All they have 70 do is 10 eaten
a few flies and stick them in the buitsr.
Are you going to the ocean, No,
/ am not going TO the ocean ; L2et st
tho notion ; but my sister has no E..on
of going to the ocean. by way of
Goschen."
Patti is said to make fortunes SIMPLY
by recommending things. but When siie
recommends shaving soap" rs she
has done lately in England. ii won't
wash.
Don't show my letters" wrote a
young, man to a young lady whom he
adored. Don't be afraid" was the
reply; I'm just as much ashamed of
them as you are"
'.Do you see that lovely girl orer
there. Torn? Well, she is called Elaine,
after Tennyson's heroine is she.
thought When she Is in one ofher tant-
runs. ! should call her Madelaine."
Bernhardt won't marry now. of
course. She has had an extremely
costly tomb built for herself with the
name Bernhard on it. and it's too late
TO have it changed without spelling the
tomb.
..You are now one." said the minis
ter TO the happy pair he had just
Joined together in N knot that they
could never undo. (which one?"
asked the bride. ..You will have to
settle that for yourselves" said the
clergyman.
An exchange says: "a man lives in
this vicinity who states that he first met
his wife in a storm, took her TO the first
ball in a storm. popped the question in
a storm, was accepted in a storm, and
has lived in a storm W since" That
couple must have been MI. and Mrs.
Cy Clone.
Wide-awake Come. now, guess
what my ~favorite flower is" said the
spinster housekeeper to the widower's
little boy as they were walking in the
fields together. He was a lad who kept
his wits about him and his eyes open,
SO he answered as he looked up with
an arch expression. Poppy"
On the shelly shore Come, Cicely.
my dear, arc you not going into the
surfP" vas the query of an enthusiast
in bathing. mot now. thank you. My
toilet is too complete. Ican't afford to
waste another two hours in getting up
my complexion" Her friend had for
gotten that the color on her face was
MOI adhesive and would wash off in the
waves.
What is your agep" asked a friend
of Nine. de c. the other evening.
''Th~irty-one." promptly replied the
fair Sapphira- "Oh, where do you ex-
pect to 90 when you die?" gasps another
lady. II am "a, and you told me last
winter. with your own lips, that you
were just my age, my love-" II know
] did. dearest. but 1t was only to con-
tole your
1t was considered an excellent mot
when tho Princess Louise was married,
10 state that now she was all for Lorne.
At present she is enjoying all the priv
lleges of n grass widow, and the for
Torn individual is the marquis himself,
rs he prowls disconsolate among the
Canadian thistles, and feels as blue rs
the traditional noses of his quasi SUBJ
jects.
Midway has never been in the habit
Of furnishing his children, leaving that
l~isagreeable duty to his wife. but the
prher day n of his numerous progeny
became very unruly and he was obliged
10 say: '.Flora, If you don't keep quiet
shall have TO whip you" "Poohr"
retorted little ~3-year-old, with a con-
lemptuous toss of her dainty head.
'.You amt the mother"
He wa a bachelor, had travelled ex-
tensivcly, and could speak any Lam
guage, dead or alive; but wien he re-
turned homo the other day and talked
10 his sisters baby, and when 1t cried
md was paciiicd by its mother saying:
ibid his naughty wauty uncle wuncle
:ome honey womey and scarcey warey
my little putsey wapscyP" ho just
leaned ove the back Of the chair and
went