Morning journal and courier., 1886-01-27
LOST.

We learn that General Logan is running a bureau" in Washington. The poor man has probably lost his collar button somewhere in the bedroom. Philadelphia Call.
 In these days of hydrophobia it may be we'll to remark that no person who has paid for his newspapers in advance was ever known to be bitten by mad dog.-Lynn Item.
 In Malta no one is allowed to attend the opera barefooted. In this country be- lieve it is considered immodest not to have at least pair of stockings on.-Burlington Free Press.
 'I know" said Jackson, "that I swear a great deal, " but you see have such a flow of language that I am necessarily compelled to
 put dam in now and then to steady the current "-National Weekly.
 What the country really wants is not a long, -winded fight about how men came to lose places in the navy yards, but short, crisp plan by which employment can be given host more of them.-New Orleans
 Picayune.
 "Oh, mamma, you'd be surprised to know how dumb Bessie Barton is! She took me into what she said was the apiary. What do you think I saw therei' '1 don't know, dear" ''Why, nothing but a lot of beehives. There were no apes there; not even mon key. y."-Philadelphia Call.
 Young Mrs vassarline-"You are sure
 this is the regular English breakfast tea, MT.
 Grocer2" ''Oh, yes, we warrant it." "Well, I'll take pound, if you are sure. Our wis itors are from London and I should be dread fully mortified to give them Japan tea by
 mistake. Philadelphia Press.
 Was Happy.-Stranger (addressing native) -"What is the matter with that old gray
 headed mani Is he drunks'' Native-"Oh,
 no, he was never drunk in his life." Stran- ger-"Well, why does he kick up his heels that way?' Native-''He's happy" Stran- ger-''L Lottery prizef Native-"Oh, no. His grandfather wrote article for maga- zine and it has just been published. ."-Ar- kansaw Traveller.
 Encouraging or otherwise-Young artist: I think my picture is going to be accepted by the Academy. Friend: You don't say. Good. am glad to hear it. Young artist: Jenkins told me today that while he was before the hanging committee yesterday my work was brought up for discussion. Jenkins said that the chairman, who has great deal to say nouncedly: "Oh hang that picturel' It looks encouraging, doesn't it?-Tidbits. Little Johnny, the youthful contributor of the Argonaut, records this moral tale: preacher wich had been wicked ganler fore he was preacher he feller which was gamler too, and he sed, the preecher did: "He jest play cards with this pore In1ZdUle SlI1LtT, hAel W III oI fsLei wen he is busted maybe he will listen to
 the divine trooth and be saved" So | they played, and the preacher he winned ol the feller's mummy evry cent, and then he | sed: "Now, see how wicked you have ben l for to loos yure mummy, and yure wife and | babys haven't got no bred for to eat" And l the gambler he sed That's so," and he | bust oat cryin'. Then the preacher he sed: ''Pore sinner, if you prommice me unto yure onner to not play cards agin He give it ol back, COS Ime preecher." So the gamle1 l he was a stonish, and he sed: 'I never sec 1 sech good man, I prommice, yes in
 deed, and heaven bless you p and he busted | out cryin' again, the gambler did. Then the preacher he give him back ol his mummy, and the feller put it i, his pocket, and wiped his | eyes, and blode his nose gratefe, and then he thot while, and pretty sune he coffed,
 and he said to the preacher: "I feel mity
 mean taking back this hundred dollars from | a man wich has reserved me from card play | in, tell you what He do, you put up other | hundred agin it and weel toss up for the pile l beda tails hast tyyo put of tbrA y