The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1881-03-03

deaf and who had an ear-trumpet.
After watching his uncle using the
trumpet, Pierre finally said:
Mamma, why does uncle try to
make music out of that horn with his
ear when he has tried a hundred times
and knows he can't do it,"
Willie, who is ten years old, and
Jimmie, who is six, were playing to-
gether- One of them was examining
a fly.
Il wonder how God made him!" he
exclaimed.
God don't make flies as carpenters
make things" exclaimed the other
boy. "God says Let there be flies,'
aud there is Aiesp
A tiny mite had been religiously
taught by his mother thathe was made
Of dust. The little fellow understood
that he was real bundle of dust. One
day he went to his mother saying:
Mamma, something hurts me-a
pin sticks me-"
His mother said.
"Oh, no; 1 guess not"
EYES," said the boy; Il tell you,
mamma. Is made of dust, and there's
a big pin right in the dust there"
And he pointed to his throat He
had sore throat.
One day, not long ago, little Paul
came running in to bis papa, pant
ing.
"Oh, papal the SHOWS two feet deep
on our front porch"
GLOW can that be, Paul?" said
papa. 1t hasn't been showing very
long!"
"Why," replied Paul, otis over
my shoetops, and haven't 1 got two
feet2"
Then Paul ran to tell his mother
chow he had a joke on papa"
Fred was telling his mother about
his dog Fido.
"He just laughed fit to kill himself, f"
said Fred.
my dear boy" interrupted his
muther, chow can dog laugh2 You
mean that Fido was barking.
"No, indeed" Fred replied quickly;
'Fido was laughing with his tail, for
it went wigglety-wigglety.'
There is tn Baltimore a boy named
collie, ;" who is just out of dresses. A
friend of the family asked Ollie ''whose
boy he was?"
"Pm mammals boy"
"Why, Ollie" said his father, re-
proachfully
eyes" continued Ollie, ''and Pm
papa's boy"
'IOw can that bea" asked the
friend.
"Why, my gracious!" was the re-
ply, cant q wagon have two horses?'
The nervous mother of bright little
boy was alarmed lest he should take
the whooplng-cough, which prevailed
in the neighborhood. She talked so
much about it and worried so over it
that she gave the child her fears to
such an extent that he would scarcely
leave her side. One night, after the
little fellow had been put 10 bed and
asleep, donkey was driven past the
house, and when just opposite set up
his he-haw. With shrek the little
fellow was out of bed, screaming at the
top of his voice:
THE whooping cough is coming,
mammal the whOoping-cOugh is com
ing"
"You see, said lively old .Aber-
deem bachelor, on being advised to
get married, ''you see, can't do it,
because could not marry a woman 1
don't respect, and it would be impossi-
bic for me to respect a woman that
would consent to marry me-"
A Baltimore reporter the other day
ventured to ask Emma Abbot abont
her famous kiss. The songstess thus
answered: AFTER the last newspaper
man referred to that subject in CONVEX
sation with me, procured revolver
aud declared that I would shoot-yes,
actually shoot-the next man that
ventured to introduce it to me All I
have to say is that the Abbot kiss is
the same as ever, and | don't propose
to illustrate how it is done just now.
Whoa, Emma!