Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-06-14
THE TOPICAL TALKER.
A Novel Sunday school, Gift - Juvenile
Pugilism-An American Lord-A De-
fenseless Seminary.


A Novel Sunday school Gift - Juvenile
Pugilism-An American Lord-A De-
fenseless Seminary.
IT was not more than two Sundays ago that a
little man, aged certainly not more than 6
started out to Sunday school with the stupend.
Gus sum Of s cents gwen to him in trust by
his parents for the missionary fund, in his coat
pocket. On the way to the school he met a
newsboy, who had bundle of papers under his
arm, and from him he bought paper. Arrived
at the school he presented the paper and 8
cents to the young lady presiding over the class,
with these worlds ,HThe paper Is for you, and
the money for the mishneries"
but" said the teacher, VI don't read the
papers to-day"
please. ma'am, but this is Sunday paper
1 bought it for you," the boy replied earnestly.
what paper is it ?" she inquired.
THE 'SPATCH, of courser' was the reply,
uttered in such positive way that the young
lady dropped her soruples and took the paper.
And that is how it came about that a certain
member of a suburban congregation astonished
her friends by appearing in church with Sun
day newspaper under her arm.
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SETTLING disputes of all kind with fists
seems still to be extremely popular in Juvenile
circles.
Yesterday as was hurrying along pretty
street in suburban village a group of four
boys came in sight. They were apparently do
ing nothing assiduously after the manner of
boys All of them were under 7 years old
They seemed to be discussing something or
other in the duietest fashion, until l was
nearly up to them. Then quick as a lightning
flash the smallest boy of them all drew back a
1ittlp nd can't bia ANAL left fist into tha
face of the boy nearest to him. For directness
and speed the blow was worthy of Sullivan. 1t
caught the assailed party on the nose, and the
blood flowed at once.
AS reached the groupI heard the young
pugilist say: 81 don't allow any man to call me
durned fool"
A DAY or two ago lady Of this county was
reading aloud that delightful story of Mrs.
Burnett's, Little Lord Fauntleroy," to her two
children, a boy and girl, neither Of whom is
more than years old.
After reading chapter or two the reader
paused to rest and listen TO the comments of
her small auditors.
did you ever see lord, mamma ?' asked
the girl; " mean live one really :"
mo, my DEAR" her mother replied, II don't
think I've ever seen one.'
"Oh, yes, you have" broke in the boy. $50
have l."
"Where, RobertH" asked his mother in great
astonishment
"Why, Mr.. Richards, mamma-he was our
landlord when we lived in town, wasn't heT'
Sc
IT is not my intention to give pointer to
sneak thieves and burglars. but rather to pre-.
vent the ransacking Of an excellent institution
by the light fraternity.
A day or two ago had occasion to visit the
Western Theological Seminary, on Ridge ave-
nue. At the threshold searched for door,
bell, electric or otherwise, knocker or
speaking tube, by means of which might at
tract the attention of the inmates. OF these
conveniences there was none. The door was
open, however, so l went in. Nobody was to
be seen, and when made remarks In general
about my wants no reply came. Finally
searched through several class rooms, knocked
at innumerable doors and searched three
floors thoroughly before I discovered a soli-
tary student, who very courteously gave me
the desired information.
Nobody wishes to see the whole seminary
stolen. Hence these remarks.