Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1886-11-12
BRIGHT BITS.

CAN anybody tell why popular subscrip-
tons are 80 very unpopularF-Bo,to Tran
sc,iDt.
We are not much on palndromes, but hav-
ing just come from the theatre we give you
this: Star-rats.-LOl0eU Citizen.
EVERY act REQUIRES practice. A Doodle
Alderman cannot expect to do much until he
gets his hand in.-NeG Yor6 Star.
A COAL stove is a cast iron paradox. II
won't burn unless you put it up. then it won't
burn unless you shake 1t dOwn.-D0nS0itS
Breeze.
HAVING discovered that the mosquito car
RES germs of yellow fever and other conta.
glous diseases about in his clothes. DR.. Finay
VIII kindly make arrange ments TO have that
cheerIul but irresponsible insect quarantined
before he goes step farther. We always
liked the vocal, intelligent mosquito, but now
he SINKS IN our esteem. He will sing in vain
hereafter.
FIRST BURGLAR-l wish we could find one
o. Henry Georges books in this ere library,
Bill.
Second Burglar ot fer?
II seen In a paper wot was readin' to- day
that he says as how the rich Ort to be relieved
OF their surplus wealth."
Never mind about gettIn' the books. jim.
we know how he feels,"-OnGhd World.
IT is generally recognized that, intellectu-
ally. the modern baby completely distances
its prototype of decades ago. Children of
tChuCi SOdio are pEONbTDlaily brighter imam
they used to be; they are little ladics and
gentlemen before they abandon their pima
fores. But the astounding progress of babies
In arms is worthy Of being recorded The
other day was privileged to listen to three
mothers IN council. who thus described the
intellectual development of their hopeful Off
sprlng. First Mother-My baby says, "Ah,
goo. an, goO!' Second Mother-My BABY saws
"Gulloo, gulloo." Third Mother-My baby
SAYS "Babbah Babbahr' maternal sym-
pathv concert, indeed.-Je10isb MESSENGER.
RETRIBUTIoN.-
The milkmaid sat on the milking stool.
Sing hey for the farmers merry life!
win happy dreams her mind was full
Or the time when she'd be farmers wife.
The brlndle COW stood quiet and still.
Sing hey for the placid brindle COW.
WIN foamy whlieness the pa1i did fiji.
Not at all like the milk you buy, | trow,
The farmers boy on the other side,
Sing hey for The playful farmers boy
With an OK goad tlcEled the brindle's hide
Unseen by the nilkmaid, kind but coy.
The brlndle lit out with her nigh hind leg,
Sing hey for the brndle's active kick!
One old hen laughed till she laid an egg!
But the mllkmald made that small boy
slcE! -S0mer0iI2e Journal.
$40 you go past the Lowell deepough?" she
asked the conductor, and he responded, Yes
ma'am," as every Boston conductor does. buf
| when he called "Fllchburg, Lowell and East
! ern." she sat, fmmOvable and silent, until a
| fellow passenger said, II beg pardon. madam
but did you not wish to go TO the Lowell sta
| ton? This is the nearest point" II wished !"
she replied, with much stateiness, ''to go to
| the Lowell deepough' The accent of cor
rection on the last word was whitening. Are
we there?" she added 81 don't know where
the depot is, replied the other. meeklv; pm
not familiar with railroad matters Then
why did you speak to me?" demanded she.
| The other wondered why she did, and won
| dered until she left the car. The last seen of
| the seeker for the Lowell "deepough" she was
mile and half from the station, and still
! speeding merrlly nortnward. but itnust have
! been a woful awakening for the conductor
when she found out where she was. -Bost0n
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