Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-04-04
BRIGHT BITS.

"AN ADANLEss EDEN" julia, is a specta-
cular play which Is generally attended by an
Eyeles5 NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. Herdld.
\ SCIENTIST now declares that the tip OF the
nos is the home of the soul. lt ha- certainly
often shown where departed spirits nave
gone -Boeton Post.
SUNDAY SHOOTING .-Teacher-What does
one mean by "Heaping Goals OF Are on some
ones head" now, Harry Haw ms;
Harry Hawkins-Giyin' it i'm % teacher
-L03tdOR Punch.
4 CORRESPONDENT wants 10 know if there is
any practical way Of learning how 10 pro-
nOunce Russian nam We oW OF nothing
better t-ian To take large pinch OF snuh anu
20 at them g. able at sneeze.--bHTAtHgFoA
Free Press.
A YOUNG CRICHTON.-YOung Lady: And
how is 'ohuny .setting on at tn new school,
Mrs. scatterpoeI Mrs. scatterpOie. On
beautifully ny dear! He's learning SIX lam
gIages -E~elch, German, Latin, Greek, Age
bra and Euclid Fun.
1HL young MAJ who had lust made his
"first apI arance on any stage" was telhng
his friends ali about it. Did you receive any
floral tributes" he was asked. so ne re-
piled, but ! lodged ali the eggs" 1here
was triumph ia his tone.
a NEW YORK CLERGYMAN says that man
can't visit skating rink and retain his up
rghtuess. That depends. If he puts on the
sR ,es, the C .tncea are ninety mine IN nun
dted that he wi lose his uprighlne7s; but II
Il merely takes his seat amon- the specta-
tors his upr, gntness viii not suler-A 0rFts-
t0tCa Heraid.
CHICAGO GIRL TO her brotherl-Run out
ald turn ON an alarm II fire, Tom. Tom
,startie) d-Fre. Where's the IRE, Fedora:
C.. G-Why, how scared you look. here 5
no fire. I've lost my button hook, and want
YOU TO call ont the fire Il partment and Dor
row hook from the hook ana ladder COM
paay so that l can button my shoes Fdsb-
iAgtOH Hatchet.
do Won see that stylish and handsome lady
..Aly. amt she daisy? WHO is she9"
"Old SkinGlnt's widow. she killed him be
fore they had been MARI SIX months.
"GJolness gracious. DID she shoot him IN
NO. She stabbed him in the pocketbook.'
Ne to0taR Iadepeadsat.
FOR twenty years I've held my grip
Through every kind Of weather.
Blu now my loved P0stmastcrshlp
Is going to another,
No hope Is there on which to trust
OF longer here remaining.
Then let her 20, Smith. ii she must,
There's no use IN complaining.
Boston courier.
COME into the pantry, rat,
tOr the bold, bold cat has flown!
Come into the pantry, rat,
And partake OF the nude up-hone,
And the hash, ana the pie, ana the cake and
cheese
That Joy to the stomach bring:
But, o, beware how you faateu your tooth
In the chicken Of the spring. -H1tcttt.
AFAMoUs English writer and wit being on
a visit IA some cOuntry house, an elderly
maiden lady set her heart on being his com
ptniOn III q walk. lie excused himself ut
first on account OF the badues5O the weather.
soon afterwards, however. tine lady inter
ccptcd HIM IN an attempt to escape without
her ''Well." She said, lit has cleared up
l. oral
cleared u enough for me, but not for ttc1.'
SHE-''Yes, Mr.. Suodgrass. pa has taken to
burning OIL altogether lately. 1t is 50 much
cheaper han gas that it is really quite fash
ionuule. But, do you know, like the gas
betterf" He-"Oh do you. thought Well.
don't, don't YOU know? lou can turn the
light down SO low when you burn oil. don't
you see:' She-"G es, THAT'S 70. but-Mr.
? Sac igrasS, you can turn The Cas-GWay out
you knoW-." And he did.-oJmsrCitie Jour
naI.
Jim, did yer git one o. them ere little mot
ter cards % BRADFORD Smiths"
"Nou bct!'
"Watd yer think o. wat it says onto em?"
"sOrter so SO. knowed all o. them ere
things aiore though"
''1ost o. them 'ere motters was all right
but thar's ono on 'em as is bad-awful bad!"
whats that1'
"'Bc trusus.' That 'ere's rotten sort of adj
vlsln' for "a bootblaCk to ara his grub an
chaWln terDacker On.-DstrOit JOurRGI.
No more his pattrug little feet
near out the hail,
No more his song my ear to greet,
No more his pialntiye squat.
No more his racket M be heard,
No more his chOO- Ch00 car.
No rore my precious little bird
Gives forth ms yell-"Mam- MarW
No, no, not dcad The little fool
5 30 longer with us now;
We sent hHn OF to boarding school.
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