Arizona weekly enterprise., 1881-11-26
PLEASANTRIES.

THE syllable Cleo" in oleomargarine means that 1t is strong as lion.
 THE fellow who was much struck by young lady wanted to return kiss for the blow.
 FRANKLIN has Ben jamin his philos- ophy into everybody ever since we can remember.
 THE evening had been convivial. And now, gentlemen" said the Chair man, "I'n protose 8 post"
 WHY does the new moon remind ono of giddy girl? Because she is too young to show much reflection.
 MorTo of the good collector-Never put off until tomorrow what can be dunned to-day. y.-PhiladeLphia Chron- tcte.
 RAVENS fed the prophet Elijah in an, cient days, but golden eagles feed tho prophets of the present day. Whitehall Times.
 BEEcHER says, "We pray too much. l" This explains why the average news, paper mans brooches always bag at the knees.
 A BROOKLYN fashion paper stated that "maiden's blush" was 8 fashionable color, and none of the readers had any idea what 1t was like.
 SEVERAL notable happy marriages have been made on two hours courtship, but it is pretty safe rule to know the girl for at least three days and picnic.
 "Now, SAMMY, have you read tho story of Joseph?" "Oh, yes, uncle. , Well, then, what wrong did they do when they sold their brother?" "They sold him too cheap"
 A BOSTON young lady, who moved to 8 certain Wisconsin town, is disappoint- ed to find that the young men of whom she is most Fond-du-Lac culture, and she is going back. Cincinnati Sater. dag Night.
 IT would never do to select women to office. If female Sheriff should visil the residence of a handsome man and explain to his wife that she had an at tachment for him, there would be a va cancy in the office in about two minutes.
 "A SCIENTIST named Mivart will soon issue work on the cat" says the New Haven Register. We've done that al ready. It was heavy copy of Shak- speare's plays, and we issued it from a thrid-story window, and it took hel right between the two shoulders, and we hope it broke her blamed back. Boston Post.
 EXTERNAL wisdom "Pa, whatis en. silage?" Why-h'm-ensilage, my son, is-un-ensilage is-oh, something like mucilage, my son something like mucilage; used to stick things together you know. There, now, run away tx your play, and don't disturb me now. And that boy thinks his pa is very en cyclop@dia of wisdom.
 TIE teacher had grown eloquent il picturing to his little pupils the beau ties of heaven, and he finally asked "What kind of little boys go to heav en?" A lively 4-year-old boy, witt kicking boots, fourished his fist. "Well you may answer" said the teacher "Dead ones [" the little fellow shouted It the extent of his lungs.
 "DRuSK again, eh ?" said the magis trate, contracting his brows and looking severely at the prisoner. "Yis, ye Honor, candidly returned Pat; "I wa efter splittin' wood at yer Honor's house and the lady asked me wud I take suth in. T will, says I, and took tw' glasses, but if I had known yer Homo kept such bad liquor, 'pon me sowl, .euldn't have tux but wan"
 "MY wife got terribly mad at me last night" said Ragbag. Ssh threatened to leave me and sue for di vorce, and, by love I was awful. scared, for I think she meant it. But had presence of mind. I said I hoped she would; begged, implored her to d. so, and then she swore she'd cling tom' till death, just to spite me. A woman i durn curious critter to manage, any