The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1893-03-03

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ciated for brother clergyman. Bein
anxious 10 know what impression h
bad made, he asked the clerk: ava
my discourse pitched in boo high key
| hope | did not shoot over the head
Of the people" "No you did not a
! that, sir" "Was it suitable theme?
asked the clergyman. eYes, it was a
bout right" "Was II TOO long?" "NC
bus II was long enough" Il am glal
of that, for, to tell you the truth, th
other day. rs I was getting this sermon
ready, my dog destroyed four or fv
pages, and that has made it mucI
shorter" "Oh, sir" said the clerk
could you let our vicar have pup 0
that ERE dog?"
Her Amendment: FIossie had seer
something on the street which greatly
amused her, and when she had con
cluded talking off to her mother she
drew a long breath and exclaimed
why, mamma, just thought | would
bust" Gracious me. Flossie," said
the Mortified mother, "yUu must use
more elegant language than thai"
well, then, break open." she said
apologetically, and the amendment was
accepted.
Mrs. Maternal-I am sorry you are
gong back 30 Germany. Had | not
better get another music teacher for nv
daughter Professor Won Note-Id
ees nod necessary She know enough
museek TO get married on.-New York
Weekly.
Little Boy-Mamma, may I have
that big family Bible for a little while |?
Mamma-Of course you can, my pet.
Your thoughts are on higher things, I
see. Little Boy-Yes'm. Bridget TO
herself two hours afterward) )-Humphi
More Of that jam gone. | don't see
how that boy reaches it.-GoOd News.
Five years ago." said stranger to
the doctor, Il was run over by wagon
and had my leg broken" YES" said
the doctor. Il was unable to employ
surgeon, and you set 1t for me free of
charge" "Yes," and the doctor rub
bed bis hands IN blissful anticipation
Of a fat fee. "WelI. my little boy has
broken his leg. and / should like to
have you set it on the same terms, i'll
you please" Boston Post.
Why Not?: A clergyman was once
addressing a Sunday school on the les
son Of the day, which happened to be
Jacobs Ladder" He got along
swimmingly until little urcnin in one
of the back seats asked "Why did
the angels want ladder when they had
wings Z" After the laugh had subsid-
ed, the clergyman SAID: "Well, that is
a fair question, who can answer it ?"
There was pause. and then up went
pudgy fist. "Well, my little man.
asked the clergyman, "why was it ?"
Il guess they was q moultin'," answer
ed the little boy who had been brought |
up in the country, and the address was
concluded right there Housekeeper.
Seedy Mendicant-Mister, when an
Did fellow like me gets into hard luck
It's mighty little courtesy he receives.
McGufy-That's 80; we can't even re-
spect gray hairs when they get into the
soup.-Harper's Bazar.
Watson's Effort to Please: Binks-l
Did you hear about Watson's whiskers?
Jinks-No, what was it? Binks-
Why they looked 80 homeIy that ali |
he neighbors signed a petition asking
Watson as a matter Of public policy to
shave them off. Jinks-Well, did be
10 lt? Binks-Yes, he did. Jinks-
Well, what then ? Binks-Why, the
Tery next day all the neighbors signed
/ petition asking Watson az matter
# public policy to let them grow again.
-Someryille Journal.
The superintendent Of the New Or
cans quarantine service says that no
me need have cholera unless he desires
o. The thing TO do when the festive
serm offers its services is to respectful
y but firmly decline -Meadyille, Mss,
Advocate
Land. The land is mother Of us all |
shelters, gladdens, enriches
IL all F.; IN how many ways, from our
irst Weakening to our last sleep on her
blessed mother-bosom, does she, a. With |
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