The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1892-09-23

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"There's gas escaping" said Bunt
ing, shifting the air. "No," replies
Larkin, also taking a sniff, ,''it seems b
be here yet. Judge.
Neighbor ION the street)-Goo,
morning, my little dear. ] never car
tell you and your sister apart. Which
Of the twins are you? Little Dear
Use the one watts out walkin'.
A Mystery: "1ts most decidedly
queer TO me-" remarked Chollie's faith
Ter to that young man, "that in a coun
try where thought is free you seem t
be utterly unable 10 get any."-Indian,
apolis Journal.
An Ethical Point: La Fiancee-
am sorry to hear that papa is specu.
lating so heavily. lie Fiance-By
Jove, it is almost criminal for man TO
Speculate with money that ought to be
saved for his son-in-law. Funny Folks.
Studious Boy-Father, did you ever
study arithmetic? Father Indignant
ly)-Of course / studied arithmetic.
Studious Boy-Well, / can't find the
cube root Of Father (hastily)-
It's long time since l studied it,
Good News.
"There may be plenty Of money IN
circulation said the country editor,
pensively, as he looked over the fnan-
cial news; "but what are you going to
do if you have no circulation ?"-Puck.
q In a Buddhist TempIe.-I look for
the image Of the Deity or presiding
Spirit, between the altar-groups of con-
voluted candelabra. And | see -.
only a Mirror, only a pale disk of pol
ished metal-and my own face therein,
and behind this mockery Of me a
phantom Of the far sea.
Only a Mirror Symbolizing what ?
Illusion ?-or that the Universe exists
for us only as the reflection Of our own
souls,-a measureless Phantasm created
by our own hopes and fears,-a sea-
shadowlng Of ghostly waves Of birth and
death, sun-kissed or darkened by bliss
or pain? / know not There is none
to tell me.-Lafcadio Hearn.
Young Drestbeef (of Chicago VIII
you marry me Miss. Fosdick? Miss
ck-Really, Mr.. Drestbeef, this is
so sudden. You must give me time TO
consider. Young Drestbeef-Very
well. / will let you have an option on
me for one week.-Judge.
"Oh, for the Wings of Dove !"
Helen-Just listen to that soprano
What good would the "wings of dove"
do her? She must weigh 200 pounds.
Jack Probably she wants them TO
trim hat with.-Puck.
The Cdput mOrtuHm (or dcad-head,
in vulgar phrase) is apt to be furnished
with a Fenter rirRs, or, as We may
say, a lively appetite.-Holmes.
"You are looking dreadfully down
hearted tonight, Damon. Have you
been meeting with heavy losses lately ~
"No. PythIas invited me up to see his
baby tonight, and ! promised to CO.,
New York Press.
When man holds his tongue itdoes
not signify much. But when a woman
dlspenses with the Office of that mighty
when she sheathes her natu-
raj weapon at a trying moment,it means
that she trusts to still more formidable
enginery; to tears it may be, a solvent
more powerful than that with which |
Hannibal softened the Alpine rocks, or
TO the heaving bosom, the sight Of
which has subdued so many stout ma
lures, or, it may be, TO a sympathizing, |
qmering look which says peace, be
still" TO the winds and waves Of the \
little inland ocean, in a language that
means more than ech.-Holmes.
Mrs. Peckham This paper says that
Harry Sharpe. is worth 100000. |
Just TO think / refused 10 marry him
once. Henry Peckham with a sighEl
All, yes Some men have all the good
luck.-Puck.
Mans life is a constant trial, and all |
his neighbors are on the jury. Indian
apolis Journal
Hojack-The new cruiser now beng
built at Philadelphia is called "com-
merce destroyer" Tomdik-Then |
suppose it Will be named MCKINLEY"
Life.
Wood-It is scandalous the large
sums the government wastes on the fu-
nerals of Congressman. Van Pelt-
Oh, / don't know it strikes me as a
case where the end justifes the means.
City Dame Cooking crcountry board
do you object to children? Mrs.
Hayseed-That depinds, mum. City
Dame-Depends on the sort of children
they are, ! suppose? Mrs. Hayseed
depinds on the sort of mothers
they has.--Good News.
What mortal is there Of us, who
would find bis satisfaction enhanced by
an opportunity Of comparing the picture
he presents to himself Of his own doings,
with the picture they make on the men
tai retina Of bis neighbors? We are
poor plants buoyed up by the arrives
sells Of their own conceit; alas for US If
we get few pinches that empty us of
that windy selfsubsistenceI The very
capacity for good would 90 out of "a.