St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-09-05
MIDST THE MADDING THRONG.


"you cannot go to the circus. You are get.
ting to be too big boy to be going to every
show that comes along. You don't see mo
going, do your
mo-" whined the boy, "but Mr.. Goodman,
he goes to the circus"
.Mr. Goodman-our minister going to
circusl What nonsense"
"well, he talked as if he had been to the
show
what do you mean. sir?'
ssWhy. he gave out a hymn and kinder for
got himself and said, This world is all
heeting circus ~
M
"I thought you told me- said man to
another, who had just emerged from
saloon, ''that you had stopped drinking"
$50 have" said the man just from the III
ner recesses of the saloon.
well, what in the world were you doing in
that saloon?''
~ was just tempting myself. You know l
used to be an awful drinker; never thought
of taking less than two stiff drinks every time
went near the bar Now l go in and take
just one. It's pretty hard, but l never take
the second"
"What do you think, Mr.. Sincerity" re-
marked lady member of the congregation,
addressing the minister, ~ saw MIR. PICKLE,
our Sunday school superintendent, coming
out of one of those gilded dens of iniquity."
II am surprised" said Mr.. Sincerity. l
did not think he was in the habit of visiting
such places. But then we should not judge
him loo hastily, as he may have been in there
to rescue some young man who has been adj
dicted to drinking"
mo, he wasn't on that kind of an errand,"
exclaimed the lady; ''for as he came out Of
the saloon he wiped his mustache."
''That surprises me more than ever" con-
tinued the minister.
''What surprises you about that?"
"Why, that he did not wipe his mouth be-
fore he left the saloon
~
81 hear, young man. said father to his
son just laundering into manhood, THAT you
have been playing poker"
Eyes, SIR" timidly replied the overgrown
boy. 1--WE did have little game of draw"
''What was the limit?'' asked the father.
"a quarter, sir"
"What was the ante?"
"a Nickel
''My son, don't let me hear of your playing
such game again. If you must play, get up
game with no limit, when you can bluff.
No son of mine can do the family justice in
quarter limit game
"HOw would you cure son who is addicted
to writing poetry?'' asked a serious-looking
man of the editor
us be given to writing spring sonnets?" in
quired the editor.
'That's what he calls Them" replied the Sc
rious-looking individual.
''DoeS he wear long hair?''
Eyes" responded the man with the poeti
cal son. ''He sits and dreams. What shall do
with him?
1.-THE case is very simple remarked the
experienced man. ''Publish everything he
writes. Of course you will have to pay for it
at 10 cents a line. That will keep the local
paper, and when it gets out who wrote the
sush it will go hard with the poet. He will
quit writing or there will be social earth
quake
''Please, sir, help the victim of the Charles
ton earthquake" said woe-begone man with
the remnants of suit of Clothes addressing
ST. Paul resident.
''Charleston earthquake" repeated the St.
Paul resident. "Nhy. that only occurred
yesterday. How in the world could you have
been in that city during the shocks and in
st. Paul to-day?'
''Well, sir, it just shook me up that hard
that when 1 came to was in st. Paul. Can't
you help an earthquake victim?''
~
'Turn your face" said a man with a fishing
pole over his shoulder, addressing retail
de aler in fish.
''What for?" said the dealer.
81 want to hook some fish. I belong to a
fishing club and it would not sound well for
me to say that I came home without any fish.
am truthful man as well, and could not
say hooked the fish without actually doing
so. Turn your head, please, and don't watch
me-"
*m*
''John l.. Sullivan is still the champion
remarked an enthusiast. HE can beat the
world. No one can down him.
81 know a man." chimed in friend, ''who
can just do him or any other man. He is not
in the ring, that is the pugilistic ring,
either
"Who is her.
"A conductor
"What makes you think he can do Sulli-
van?''
because he is death on knock downs"
The ONLOOKER.