Sacramento daily record-union., 1888-11-10
I'm A MINrTE. y

IN A MINUTE.
Ifyou asked Dora d. to do anything she
would reply, Gina minute" 1t was bad
habit she had. "Dora, please bring me a
drink of water" In minute" Dora,
go up stairs, and bring me down my cont" !"
Yes, mother, in a minute" "Dora,
come to your dinner" In minute"
One day Dora's bird was hopping about
on hefoor. Somebody went out leaving
the door open, just as somebody" is al
ways doing. Dora's mother said, " Dora,
shut the door, or the cat will be alter your
bird"
Yes, mother, in minute" said Dora,
81 just want to finish this line in my draw
ing" But the cat did not wait. In he
came, and with one DAFT had the bird in
his mouth.
Down went the slate on the floor, and
away went cat, bird, and Dora. There was
wild chase on the lawn. "In minute"
Dora came back weeping, with the dead
bird in her hand.
Dora cried. Mamma was sad, but said
A great many things may happen in q
minute"
Dora has never forgotten that lesson and
| never will.-Our Dumb Animais.
BEAR TURNED THIEF-CATCHER.
An Italian who was travelling through
the country with a bear which he had
trained to wrestle and Dance says an ex-
change, stopped before a farmers house
not far from Los Angeles, Cal, late one
afternoon, and after amusing the family
with his performances, obtained permis-
sion to stay all night. The bear was
placed in the barn for safe-keeping. Dur
ing the night the family were aroused by
a terrible noise in the barn. Some one
was screaming "Murderl helpr' and
apparently engaged in a struggle for his
life.
The farmer hastened 10 thespot, followed
by the Italian, and others Of the house
and found the tame bear with a man in
his embrace, hugging him tightly, while
the poor fellow struggled to escape.
The man proved to be dishonest
butcher, who had come to the barn to steal
calf. In the darkness he had stumbled
over the bear, who had seized him and
held him fast. The Italian, learning how
matters stood, called out: ''Hug him,
jack" and the bear continued to hug him
numerically, until the farmer concluded
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when he was released.
The story soon spread abroad, and the
butcher left the neighborhood to escape
the ridicule to which it subjected him.
TWO KINDS OF GIRLS.
There are girls and girls says writer
in Golden Days. One is the girl who ap-
pears best at home, who helps her mother
and takes unfinished tasks from the tired
hands that falter at their work. She is a
cheerful and congenial companion, and all
her friends and relatives learn to regard
her as a little saint and comforter The
other girl is the one who lets others work
for her. 81 just hate housework," she
says, end let ma do most of it." ''You
make your own bed, of course?" says her
friend. "Well, no; ma makes the beds
generally. l haven't the strength"
"Don't you dust the parlorp "Oh, no I
ma says | break the ornaments when l
dust, so she prefers to do it herself"
"Who washes the dishes?" "Ma does, or
sister Jenny. 1t makes my hands red,
and red hands look so horrid when you are
playing the piano" "And you don't do
anything?" Oh, yes do. do the shop
ping. That's such help to ma, you can't
think. Then I receive all the company.
because ma is so tired she wants to 90 to
bed right after supper, and it would be
real cruel to keep her up. Ma says | am
lots of help to her." There is not much
trouble in choosing between these two
samples, if the girls will only stop to
think.
THE CROWS ARITHMETIC.
Cute as the crow is, it cannot count.
This weakness, says the New York Sun,
was taken advantage of by prudent
farmer Connecticut farmers this year have
been driven to their wits end to circum-
vent the crows A farmer, Amos Brown,
had a particularly fine piece of corn-land,
and was harrassed by crows, which dug up
the kernels as fast as he could plant them.
He built pen of rails in the middle of
the lot, and concealed himself with an old
fashioned, double -barreled shotgun, deter
mined to kill all he could, and frighten the
rest. As long as he remained in the pen,
however, not crow would show itself, and
after waiting several hours he grew medi-
tative and left the pen. No sooner was he
outside the lot than down came big flock
of the black robbers.
Mr.. Brown took another trip to the pen,
this time accompanied by hired man.
After remaining short time the latter
returned to the house. As soon as he was
fairly out of sight down came the crows,
and bang went Mr.. Browns gun and killed
ten of the birds
This gave Mr.. Brown unalloyed pleas
ure, and as he started out of his pen to
pick up the dead crows, and hang them up
as warning to the others, he shouted after
the rest of the flock:
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