New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1895-04-11
THE talk or THE DAP.

The Rev. DR.. Easton's attempt to show that the
Rev. Dr. Parkhurst is a Pantheist, about a.
hard to understand as Pantheism itself
Lady-Ddn't you hear me ring; Mary?
Mary-Not til the third time, Mm.-(Ths
Sketch.
"The Burlington (Vt) Free Press" refers to the
gratifying growth Of Burlington during the past
year and says that its growth during the present
year promises to be phenomenal
DsappoInted.-Mrs. wickwire threw down the
paper in a way that betokened some irritation.
What's the mctter. DEAR" asked Mr.. Wick
"Oh. nothing"
oh yes there was something. What itr
paper about Chinese worsted' and II turned out
to be something about that tiresome war Il
thought It was some new KIND OF dress goods
indianapolis Journal
prominent lawyer says that many years ago
he went West but as he got clients, and stood
a good chance of starving to death, he decided to
come East again. Without any money he boarded
a train for Nashville, Tenn. intending TO seek en-
ployment as reporter one of the daily news
papers When the conductor called for his ticket
he said: II am on the staff of the -, OF Nash
Vile; | suppose you will pass me-? The con-
ductor looked at him sharply. THE editor OF that
paper is in the smoker come with me; If ne identA
fles you all right" He followed the conductor
into the smoker; the situation was explained. Mr..
Editor said: "Oh. yes. | recognize him as one OF
the staff 1t is all right" Before leaving the train
the lawyer again sought the editor Why did
you say you recognized me? I'm not on your
paper" Pm not the editor. either. I'm travel
Ing on his pass. and was scared to death lest you
should give me away.
For five minutes tho questions were answered
clearly promptly and correctly tlnaAy tommy
Now Tommy" began Miss Smart, smiling be-
.soimethins you HIT" was the ready answer T.,
The teacher surprised but she succeeded IN
,rba a a
WHY. it's something YOU hit ,,x,
Nonsense Tommy. What gave you that dear
. .1T9?u' yourself
Yes. YOU heard you tell the master yester:
day that you'd been striking an average, and l
wondered II you were talking about baseball or
prizehght "-(Boston Budget.
An infant born in Philadelphia the other day
weighed twenty-five pounds
A PATERNAL LULLABY.
Rock-a-by. baby. the tree top
Papa Will MARBLE your weeping 10 STOP
Mamma is anxious to vote Ike a man,
And we've got to hustle the best that we can
Rock-a-by. baby. on the tree top;
Mamma is busy eiec,ing a Pop: 49,, I'll,
For boomers, and grandma is riding bike
Rock-a-by. baby. and when you're asleep,
Father his dates at the Office VIII keep;
For his place he will lose II too long he delays,
-(Washngton Star.
During the discussion woman suffrage at the
Utah Constitutional Convention the other day, the
following extract from a letter written by Mrs.
Henry Ward Beecher was read: My life has AL
ways been a busy one. with time and less in
clination to allow the question of 'womans rights
or 'woman's sphere in connection with public
affairs to disturb me. My own legitimate sphere
in past years has been larger than have been
able to MI TO my satisfaction: and as TO woin-
ans rights, have always had more than could
attend 10 and would have. at any time. willingly
supplied those women who find time hang heavily
on their hands for lack OF more outside public
right"
He Wanted know.-It was farmer-looknS
man. with sling and bandage over
his eye. who wandered into the office OF the super
intendcnt
Il was in that ther little smash-up down nigh
Plunkville, said the farmer-looking man, ana then
he smiled.
II guess he be fixed up for not more than
$50 thought the superintendent.
Vas was there continued the visitor, with
chucke. "Jist sailin' along, smooth as grease
listenin a hook-nosed Teller ;elln a funny sory,
went sailn' 50 high that could see the gray hairs
In the whlskers OF the man in the moon ana then
she come down. How she did come down! Ana
when | come 10. there sot that hOok-nosed feiler
with his hOok-nose changed 10 a pug, another
Teller bout seven foot high. hung across the
bellrope like snake hung up fer rain. ana over IN
the wOodboN was fat woman damned IN so tght
that she couldn't even hoer-couldn't do nothin'
time ever had i'm all my life. And So thought
how much extry you thort III or,er TO pay Ter the
fun you gimme
The superin tendent sat there with his mouth open
for so long that the farmer-looking man grew
alarmed and led.-(Cinclnnati Tribune.