Morning journal and courier., 1888-11-07
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Minister-Bertie, do you know where the little boys go who catch fish on Sundayi
 Bertie-Yes, sir; most of them go down tc Johnson's creek.-Judge.
 Things do not always follow as matter ot course. A man who makes puns is not g pundit; neither is one who plays in band 8 bandit -Pittsburg Chronicle Telegraph.
 ffI feel that I am carrying the world on nay shoulders" said the weary looking poli- tioian.
 "All your imagination" remarked prac- tical friend; ''after election you will know that you can't even carry your own ward. ."- Chicago Globe.
 "Oh, yes," said the Western man, five like to have you fellows come out to grow up with the gul-orious West. But we draw the line at the men who are driven to settle with us because they are unable or unwilling to settle with their creditors in the East."- New York Tribune.
 A conductor of the Third avenue elevated road lay at the point of death.
 ''John," said his wife. bending over him, "can I do snything for you9 Would you like taste of water."
 "Yes,' replied the dying man; land step lively, please. Puck.
 We are always ready to answer any ques- ton which may be asked us concerning po- itical issues, but when man writes to know whether 8 reduction of the wool tariff will affect the price of flannel cakes he exhibits a levity totally out of place in campaign of intellect. ."-Terre Haute Express.
 "What do you think of the chances of Prohibition in Nebraska?" aslsd the man in black of the traveller from the West. Stranger" replied the other, 'I guess you never saw the Missouri, or you'd never ask that question. Why, the dust in that river's so thick that it makes ye cough to drink lt!'' Puck.
 A subscription paper for some religious object was passed to jealous church mem Der in town recently, when he remarked. well, I can give $5 and not feel it, ''Then," said the solicitor, "give $10 and feel it." The point was seen at once, and the ''ten spot" was forthcoming ter Advertiser.
 ''Seems to me you are always wanting money, Mary Jane, I gave you 75 cents yes terday. Do you think am 8 gold minei Here's quarter.
 Uptown an hour later) What's that Garry this State by 15 ,000i I've got $50 that says you won't. Put, up, gentlemen, or shut up. Money talksl-Chicago Tribune.
 'Miss Coolbroth" said the landlady to the ancient boarder at the Sunday dinner, ''let me give you the wishbone of this chicken Of course yon know that if you put it over the door the first gentleman who passes un der it is fated to be your husband" "Oh, thank you," said the blushing board. er, as she glanced eoquettishly at the long rows of hungry clerks at the table. f'pl put it over the dining room door, and these gentlemen will have to beware"
 "Dear me-" said the landlady the next morning, 'the breakfast bell rang half an hour ago and not one of the young men has come to the table yet. I wonder what can be the matter9"
 "Pm sure can't imagine" replied Miss Coolbroth, dolefully.-Chicago News.
 She stood upon the platform scale,
 Her lover by her side;
 Her dimpled cheeks were rosy red;
 He murmured: 'tBe my bride''
 With downcast eye and faltering hand,
 Loves summons to obey,
 She placed q nickel in the slot
 And gave herself weigh.