The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1886-12-31
SAYINGS OF YOUNG FOLKS.

We heard the other day OF n woman who
was pitting cherries when her little laughter
came up and said: "Oh mamma, lemme help
unbutton those cherries, can't Ip-Do sville
Breeze.
Little Lulu, of BROOKLYN, at 3 made visit
TO the country. She enjoyed all the new
things until one day she was stung by hor-
net She ran with distressing cries TO her
mother, in reply to whose inquiries she said:
10 mammal burned mo on big Ay."
II wish You had manners" said Robbie's
mother despairingly, looking at her infant
son with reproving eyes. awe got all you
ever taught me-" responded the young hope
full "but do get so awful tired using em.
That's why I'm bad sometimes. Boston Rec
ord.
Our small boy, next month, striking
distressing attitude with his hand on his abb
domen, thus explains to papa what were his
sensations when mamma found it necessary
to rebulse him very sharply: at made the
feel-badly come all up fru my tummicV-
Babyhood.
A well known doctor OF divinity, not now
living, was, like many of u.s. reticent on the
subject of age, and his youthful grandson
was, like other children curious about the
same subject. At the table one day out
burst the question; "Grandfather, how old
are youl" How plainly | hear the familiar,
Deliberate accentsl "Why, Eddie, am more
| than CO." "Whatl More than 90, aid not
dead yetr-Boston Record.
Before Willie ks cousin Bertha ar
| rived at his home with her parents on q
summer visit, his mother had told him to OBJ
serve how graceful and polite her manners
were, especially at table. When she came
Willie observed her, therefore, with admiring
interest. One day his mother said: "Do you
see how nicely Bertha conducts herself,
| Williep ayes, mamma "Don't you think
her manners are rather better than yoursP
ayes, mamma, and | guess | know why"
"Why is it, my dearl" "Probably Bertha has
been better brought up than havef-Youth's
| Companion.
Phil had to speak at Sunday school con-
cert not long ago, and the poor little soul was
taken with stage fright as soon as he had
made his bow before the ecclesiastical foot
lights. He finally had &c give it up, and he
trotted down the aisle to his mother again,
overcome with shame. After few minutes
the superintendent called his name a second
time. Phil pulled himself together and
once more marched bravely to the front. He
made mighty ellort toSpeaK MS htie piece,
but his mouth and chin quivered SO that the
words could not be said. He retreated to his
mother once more. "Why, darling" she whis
pered, putting her arm around him, why
didn't you say your versesP "Mamma" he
replied, tragically unconscious of any slang
81 Just couldn't. l had to give my chin Q
rest Boston Record.
There is little story which the historian
has reason to believe has been crystalized 1t
single family ever since the big fire G
1872, and is as yet new to the types Tha
great coniagraton made the fortunes G
some and destroyed those Of Others. Tn
family here referred to were severely cripple
by the calamity, and were forced to econt
mize in every practicable way until the bus
ness that maintained them got on its fet
again. They moved into small house
the suburbs, and the children of the famil
were denied many luxuries to which they ha
been accustomed. A month or two after th
fire baby was born TO the household, an
was duly presented to little Ellen, 6-yeal
old daughter of the house. "How do 20
like him, Ellenl" she was asked. "Oh, he
very nice, butt "But whatP "Oh, he
so awful little. But, then, suppose he's q
big as we can afford, now."-Boston RECORD