The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1895-08-10
FUNNY MISTAKES.
Slips OF the Tongue that Are Provocations
OF Mirth.

Slips OF the Tongue that Are Provocations
OF Mirth.
Heterophemy. the curious disease
which consists In using one word when
meaning to use an entirely different
one. gives rise to many amusing combi-
nations. An old lady In town on the
Hudson river is thus afiicted. She is
tall and stately In appearance, courtly
and gracious In manner. and this
makes her homogeneous sentences all
the more ridiculous Strange to say,
she herself is totally unconscious Of
her infirmity, for the family, friends,
and even the servants endeavor to
save her from the modification she
would feel.
Not long. ago, when she recovered
from a serious illness, the bishop Of
the diocese CHANGED to be making his
annual visitation, and at the sugges-
ton of the rector they went together
to call upon Mrs. Drew.
She was delighted to see them, and
entertained them with her usual grace
and cordiality. The conversation nat
urally touched upon her illness, and
her thankfulness at her recovery,
which for time had been dcspaired of.
Presently she turned to the bishop,
saying earnestly. my dear bishop,
let us have n little drop"
The startled prelate glanc ed at the
rector. He, knowing his old friends
intirmity. cast about in his mind for
her probable meaning.
Bishop" repeated the old lady seri-
ously, ''let's have little drop"
Scr tainly, Mrs. Drew" in Interrupted
the rector, waiting for her to make
some move which might disclose her
meaning. But Mrs. Drew waited ex-
pectantly also.
IF you have not your Wade Mecum
with you, there is prayer book" she
said, after minute.
The rector, with a sigh of relief
turned to the bishop. ''Mrs. Drew
will be glad to have you read prayers
with her." he said quietly.
Prayers were read, ard then the gen.
tlemen prepared to take leave.
"Your visit has been a pleasure
Mrs. Drew said warmly. snow, Mr..
Belknap, won't you take this little
boy home to your dear wife, with my
best love-"
For moment Mr.. Bellnap won.
dered IL she could mean the bishop,
but she relieved his mind by lifting a
magnificent bunch of roses from vase
on the table.
Allied to this is another form Of mis-
speech, to which most Of us are occa-
sionally subject-the extent of the syl-
tables. A certain young lady, often
reverses her vowels thus, says she is
entirely unconscious of it, even after
speaking.
One summer evening she was saun-
tering with "A friend toward the viii
lage post Office of lite town where
they were staying. On the way they
encountered, an acquaintance with a
hand full Of letters.
"Ah, good vening," she said. in her
peculiarly gracious, suave manner.
Are you strolling out Of your mole
hole?"
The mystified young woman made
some inarticulate reply and passed on.
As soon as the friend could recover her
gravity, she gasped, 81 suppose you in
tended to ask Miss May if she was
strolling out for her mail?"
The same young lady was relating a
sad story of various misfortunes which
had overwhelmed her dear friend.
Think" she concluded pathetically,
''of losing husband, children. proper
ty and home at one swell foop." And
howl of laughter rent the roof. At