Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1890-06-09
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your faiht Oh my hSW taoANs AaAtto
Johnnie-Cause I'd lost my iackknife. -
Epoch.
Il is - began Tommy, when his
teacher interrupted him. "That is not
correct; you should say, / am" All
right, said Tommy. Il am the ninth
letter of the alphabet
Youthful Baptist t-There used to be q
john the Baptist, but who ever heard Of
a John TIE Methodist9 Youthful Meth
odist-Huhl Guess you never heard of
John Wesley. Puck.
Mamma-Now, Johnny, / will hear
your lesson in arithmetic. If you should
cut the cat into four pieces what would
each piece be called? Johnny (prompt-
ly)-A titten. II Epoch.
Oscar your sister accused you of not
having divided that pear with her?"
"That isn't SO, mamma; have given her
seeds. With them she can plant whole
tree in the garden. list. Paul Eye
The old man was showing his infant
son some pictures. At last they came to
one of lady in full evening dress which
attracted the youngsters intense interest.
After sorting it over for some time he
AoohcO anu w Hp utO Sit Hkhb
with, papa p New York Times.
Ernest-Mamma, in just one day moro
will be four years old. What are you
going to give me? Mamma-Yes, my
dear; you shall have a lovely birthday
cake with four candles in it. Ea)rnest
(thoughtfully)-Can't have four cakes
and one candle, mamma ?-[Figaro.
Mother returning to the lunch table
after temporary yabsence)-Why, where
are the jumbles? Tommy (sternly), how
many did you eat while / was outg
Tommy (aged seven)-I don't know,
mamma. You told me it was very rude
New York Sun.
Little Viola-Mamma, won't 90 tum
up an sit wild me till / dit asleep7
Mamma-Mamma's busy, darling, and
can't come now. Run back TO bed, my
pet, the angels are with you. Viola
OATS wat 90 said before, mamma, but
de angels didn't show up an rs lone
some. II Bostonian.
Mamma, said the son of a member
of Congress, who had presented him with
some pastry on condition that he share IL
with his brother. "What is it2" @Won't
you cut this pie for us 2" @Why not let
your brother do itf" "'Cos can SEQ
from the way he acts that he Is getting
ready to gerrymander it. FL Washington
Post.
When Willie got down on his knees
the other night to say his prayers for
some reason or another he would not re-
peat "Now ! lay me- "Come, Willie,"
says mamma, "say Now / lay me-"
mo, mamma, returned the little one,
y l tan't tell a lie. I'll say, Now kneel
me-" Mamma was compelled to accept
the amendment The Hatchet
"Oh, Bobby" his mamma said the
other day, "Is there any need of your
keeping yourself SO covered with dirt all
the timer" "Yes, mamma" he an
swered with a fine assumption of grav-
ity; "you see I'm made of dirt and I
grow SO fast that / couldn't get on at all
if l didn't have some dirt on the outside
to grow out of. - Boston Courier.
From boys composition in the New
York Herald: "A hen is an animal made
by the creator of the universe, which is
covered with feathers and has a bill.
The hen stands on two feet except when
she is tired, and then she stands on one
and eats corn with her bill. When the
hen sits down she sits down to lay, and
when she lays down she lays down to
set. The hens eggs are good to eat un-
less they have been set on.
am the father of a5-year-old girl who
says her share of funny and pathetic
things. Her mother is English; am q
native. One day Twas telling her mother
that understood the motive for cer-
tain act, because the child possessed
traits similar to my own, and so knew
the reason for it. When ended my dis
course, Ada said: @Yes, papa; you're
American and I'm American, and so we
understand each other. ri Babyhood.
@Now, Willie," said Washington
lady to her nephew from Boston. II
wonder if you can tell me who discov-
cred Americaf" Il can't tell you that "
@Why, Willie Don't you know that it
was Columbus?" Il beg your pardon,
auntie, but you are mistaken; Columbus
did not discover America. He discov-
cred a land which was subsequently
called America, but when he made his
voyage there was no such place. list.
Louis Republic.
Robbie's mamma did not think that he
ought to eat the cake which his kind
hearted hostess pressed upon him, but
yielded her consent when assured that
it wouldn't hurt him. The next day,
visiting at another house where he was
having a very stupid time, Robbie after
standing it rs long as possible, marched
up in valiant way to the lady Of the
house and said: @Now, you don't know
what it is that don't hurt me?" @Why,
no, Robbie; what is it?" @Its cake,
that's what - Harper's Young People.