The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1891-08-19
THINGS WISE AND OTHERWISE.

all right, but the smell of gas disap-
peared with the owner of the land.
Without Pain: Patient Jumping
from the dentists chair and groaning
with anguish h)-Jee-ruzleml You told
me you pulled teeth without pain.
Dentist (smillng pleasantly)-So do.
1t doesn't hurt me at all.
Venerable Sage-Yes, began life
as a farmers boy, and now | am worth
millions. Awe-struck Reporter-TO
what do you attribute your success, sir ?
Sage-TO my good sense in leaving the
farm as soon as possible.
Miss Wabash-Didn't Mr.. Waldo
say to you, Clara, as entered the par
lOr last night, rs that the beautiful
Miss Wabash?" Clara-Yes, he ask
ed it with the accent on "that."
ScriJRers Magazine.
Clearly Impossible: Brown-See
here, Dumley, Robinson has threatened
to beat some sense into you next time
he meets you. Look out for yourself
Dumley (contemptuously)-POoh! A
dozen men like Robinson couldn't do it.
l-HaIpel'S BazdGr.
THIS we may know certainly, this we
may hold to confidently: that which is
unjust can really profit no one; that
which is just can really harm no one.
Though all other lights move and circle,
this is the pOle-star by which we may
safely steer.-HeRry George.
In an Old Boston Residence: Mr..
Flatterly rying to make himself agree
able)-What a remarkably strongman-
" face this portrait shows your grand |
father to have had, Miss Phillips.
Miss Phillips tcOldly)-PardJn me, Mr.. |
Flatterly +; that's grandmaw.-Judg
Dora (six years old)-Maw, is the
blby going TO die =? Mother-0h, no
you wouldn't like your little brother to
die? Dora with a tinge of hesitatiOn)
No. nav; but Willy Waffles didn't
have to 90 to school for a whole week
after his little brother died.-BastOu
Transcript
There are times when a man should
not give up his seat in street car even
to lame woman. That time is when
twelve men are packed like sardines on
one side of the car. and four women
have spread themselves so as to take
up every inch of room on the other side
ID trOH Free Press.
Bobby Tin a low, we'll modulated
yOice)-Will you be kind enough, paw,
to give me another piece Of turkey
Paw temphatically)-No, SIR; you've
had quite enough. Bobby turning to
his mother with a dubious air) Nav,
you told me that it always paid to be
pOlIte.-y. T. Sun.
Featherly (walking with his three
pretty cousins There IS going TO be a
donkey party at Benson's next week.
One of the cOusins-So hear. Shall
you 60? Featherly-0f course shall
They couldn't have that party without
me. Frantic giggling among the girls
to Featherly's great bewilderment)-
st. Adams Messenger.
In the checkered area of human ex-
perience the seasons are all mingled as
In the golden age; fruit and blossom
hang together in the same moment
the sickle is reapIng and the seed is
sprinkled; one tends the green cluster ,
and another treads the wine-press.
Nay, in each Of our lives harvest and
are continually one, until
Death himself gathers us and sows us
anew in his invisible fields.-GeOrge {
Eliot. I
Pop-Eyed Animals: Gleason, the [
horse trainer, says that "when horse !
has large full eyes, standing we'll out
from the head, he is apt to be mtelli-
gent and teachable" We don't know
much about horses, but a man with eyes
Of that description-what are vulgarly
termed pOp-eyes-can talk a mile-pOst '
leaf in half an hour. You never knew il
/ pop-eyed man who didn't like to talk, o
sarly, late, and all the time, about poll
.ics, religion, the weather, himself, your
'elf, anybody, anything, just so he talks. p
The sign holds good in him just as it .
ioes in Gleason's horse.-Burdette. h
James Encounter with Grammar n
Little Jane had been repeatedly re- h
proved for doing violence to the q
moods and lenses Of the verb "tO =
,e," BY saying IL be" instead Of II am" L
Finally Aunt Kate made a rule not 81
o answer an incorrect question, but to b
yait until it was corrected. One day h
he two sat together, aunt Kate busy !,
With embroidery, and little Jane ove- y
Ter dolls. Presently doll society be-
.ame tedious, and the child's attention I,
vas attracted TO the embroidered frame. \
"Aunt Kate" she said, 'please tell =
ne what that is going to be- But =
lunt Kate was counting and did not n
nswer. Fatal word, be 1t was her NJ
Id enemy, and to it alone could the f
hid ascribe the silence that followed. :;
Aunt Kate" she persisted, with an :, !,
lonest attempt to correct her mistake, +
please tell me what that is going 10 el
m ?" o.
Still auntie sat silently counting, II
hough her lip curled with amusement. = !
Jane sighed, but made another pa u u