Morning journal and courier., 1889-06-24
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Some of our foreign ministers will have 8 hard time to support the editorial "We'' in their despatches.
 The Color Line in Education.-"Are you going to graduate this spring, GladYsf"
 "No, indeedi There are eight blondes in the class nowl"-Time
 The Hon. Mrs. Milford wishes to recom-
 mend her coachman. Ten years' personal
 character. Leaving through death.-London
 Times Advertisement.
 Fangle-'I see that the New Yorks played
 with the Boston club yesterday" Cumso- ssNo, they didn't. The Bostons played with the New Yorksi"-Life.
 It is great piece of folly for man to be
 always ready to meet trouble half way. If
 he would put all the journey on trouble he might never meet it.-Scranton Truth.
 .'So you're interested in bugology, eha' "Yes, have made it 8 study for yeRrs."
 "Who has the largest and most varied as. sortment of specimens in this country" ''I would not like to say. There are many
 hotels in the country that have never visit- ed."-Judge.
 ssYou shouldn't be so uncharitabIe toward your fellow men" said travelling man to friend who had been railing at human nature in general. Remember that all men are your brethren" sYes," was the reply, sI do; and I've got tremendous lot of mighty mean relations. s."-Aerchant Traveller. On one occasion lady called and present ed check which she wished cashed. As she was a perfect stranger to the paying teller, he said very politely: Madam, you will have to bring some one to introduce you before we can cash this check" Drawing herself up quite haughtily she said ,freezingly: fBut do not want to know you, sirr'- ! Richmond Dispatch.
 'sCan you tell me where the minister Iives2" asked young Sparker, who left his girl in the buggy to speak to man in his shirt sleeves, at work on new verands.
 ''He lives here," said the man. ''Well, we I want him to marry us." "All right; bring | her in, while put on my coat" "You the | ministerl thought you were carpenter" ! ''No, I'm joiner. "-Detroit Journal. Bunko Steerer (to farmerl-'Isn't this MT. Swansdovn of Grayneck CornersF Farmer "That's me-" Bunko Steerer-"My name | is Jim Sharper, son of the old man Sharper, | the banker in your townp Farmer-"Your looks don't show it; but, by gosh, Jim, I'm glad to see youi I dropped into Wall street ! today, and you've got to help git me to the ! Corners or I'll have to walk.-Harper's s Weekly.
 He was an artist oourting the daughter of retired sea captain. While they were seat- ed together one evening in the dimly lighted parlor he was surprised by the hoarss ex- clamation of the ancient mariner in the next room: "Cast off that painteri" But she ex plainsd that her father was only talking in his sleep, and that "painter" was 8 rope
 attached to a ships small boat and the en-
 gagement proceeded.-Texas Siftings.
 Musician-I saw you among the audience
 at the oratorio of "The Creation" the other
 evening.
 Eminent divine-Yes, I felt that 1t was my
 duty to go and hear 1t; but 1t was dreadfully
 tiresome. Between the long drawn out reef
 tatives, the endless repetitions in the arias and choruses, the hard seats in the hall, the
 necessity of remaining quiet all that time,
 and the cramped up position in which had
 to sit, I was nearly dead by the time they got
 through.
 Musician-You should sit among the con-
 gregation in the church for 8 while and get
 hardened. Puck