The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1893-09-01
THINGS WISE AND OTHERWISE.

AL 6Ce htc HAAiCs KNOW DIl
name it's Smith" "Well-er-l
forget yours. ."-Chicago Record.
Mrs. Nexdoor-I have found oul
7 one thing about that Mrs. Newcomer.
Whoever she is she has mover moved
in good society. Mr.. Nexdoor-How
do you know that /? Mrs. Nexdoor-
She shakes hands as if she meaut it.
Her father-Whatl You-you
marry my daughterl Bertie-Yeth,
why not? F? You don't know anything
against her, do you ?
Almost every ono who can't sing
was at one time a member of church
choir.-Atchison Globe.
Explained Irate Parent-It's
over an hour since / sent you to the
store to get those things, and now
you have come back without them
Small BoY-It was such long time
before my turn came TO be waited on
that | forget what you wanted. Irate
Parent-Why didn't you come home
to find out /? Small Boy 'Fraid I'd
lose my turn.-Harper's Bazaar.
The subject of conversation at an
evening entertainment was the in
telligence Of dogs. "There are dogs
that have more sense than their mas
ters,7 said Robinson. "Just so, re-
sponded Jones. "I've got that kind
of dog myself. ."-Exchange.
Clergyman-Now, which Of these
were the minor prophets ? Small
Boy with an air Of magnanimity)-
Well, sir, really don't care to make
any invidious distinction.-Ex.
He Had His Measure Mr.. P. II.
Winston and Hon. III. A. Gilliam
were for years leaders at the BERTHE
county IN. CD bar, and had each
full appreciation, from experience, of
the skill OF the other. At one term
Mr. Winston was suddenly called a.
way and placed his business in the
hands Of his nephew, Duncan Wins
ton, recent acquisition to the bar.
"Now," said he, "Duncan, If Gillian
makes you any offer of a compromise,
decline it. II you make him one,
and You find he is about to accept,
withdraw it Immediately"
Already Punished Smith, met
man to-day who told me | looked
like you. Jones (fercely)-Who was
il? If / can find him I'll knock
him down. Smith (camly)-Don't
trouble Yourself; / knocked him down
at once.-Life.
"They say" said Spriggins, "that
it takes three generations 10 make -
gentleman" "That," replied Wig
gins, "opens up a pleasant prospect
for your grandson. Life.
Teacher-What are marsupials !?
Boy-Animals which have pouches
in their stomachs. "And what do
they have pouches for?" "To crawl
into and conceal themselves in when
they are pursued. Figaro.
Consulting His Tastes Little
Boy-Do you like 10 60 boating in
the summer !? Grandpa (anxious to
inculcate caution)-No-o, my son.
I'm afraid I'd get drowned. Little
Boy-Do you like TO go skating in
the winter Granda-No-l'm a.
fraid / might fall and hurt myself
Little Boy (after some thought)-Do
you like to turn somersets on feath--
er bed Good News.
AS TO LIVING ONES LIFE OVER.
Would you like to live your life
over againf What has been its chief
joys What are to-day's pleasures {?
Are they so exquisite that you would
prolong them forever Would you
like to have the roast beef on which
You have dined brought back again
to the table, and have more beef, and
more, and more +? Would you like to
hear yesterdays sermon over and over
again ? Would you like to get on
the Edinburg mail, and travel out
side for fifty hours as you did in your
youth ? You might as well say you
would like to go into the hogging-
room, and take turn under the
rods you world like to be thrashed
over again by your bully at school ::
you would like 10 60 to the dentists,
where your dear parents we're in the
habit Of taking you you would like
to be taking hot Epson salts, with
piece of dry bread to take away the
taste YOU would like TO be Tilted by
your first love : you would like to be
going in to your father to tell him
YOU had contracted debts TO the a.
mount Of plus y plus whilst you
were at the university. As / consid-
er the passionate griefs of childhood,
the weariness and sameness OF shaw
ing, the agony of corns, and the
thousand other ills to which flesh is
heir, | cheerfnlIy say it for one, / am
not anxious to wear it forever. No.
| / do not want to 60 TO school again.
do not want 10 hear Trotman's SER
mon over again. Take me ont and
finish me. Give me the cup of hem
lock st once. Here's a health TO you,
nv lads. Don't weep, my Simmias
BE cheerful, my Phaedon. Ha /
feel the cold stealing, stealing mp
wards Now it ia in my ankles no
more gout in my foot now my