The age-herald., 1899-08-13
FUNNY SAYINGS BY
 BIRMINGHAM TOTS

The little 4-year-old son of one of Bir- mingham's best-known young physicians was stooping over one of those enormous bug flies that hover in the vicinity of the electric lamps. He was very closely and analytically examining his bugship, first from one point of view and then from an- other, as wise-looking gentleman who chanced to be passing drew near. Mister" said the little man, very earnestly, twill you tell me what this is?"
 t.ANhy, my boy, that's only a bug"
 "A buzz? said young Brown, why I thought twas a germl"
 Gussie's nurse was a remarkably black negro named Mily.
 Mamma" said Gussie, you say God made everybody?
 "Yes, my child, God made everyone"
 "Did HeSmake me?" asked the little blonde fairy.
 "Yes."
 Well, did He make Mil1y?"
 "Yes."
 Well, He must have made her out of mighty black dirt"
 Aunt Jinsy was dear, good maiden aunt, who lived with little Mamie's mamma, and who was growing old and wrinkled. Mamie had brought in bunch of violets during the morning, but having laid them down without putting them in water they had withered. Mamie after a while remember ed them and came to get them. Seeing them all faded. she exclaimed: "Oh. man. ma, my violets are as wrinkly as Aunt Jin- sy!"
 As will be inferred, Charles goes to Sun day school regularly: in fact his papa Is the superintendent. A few days ago papa was asked for some small change for some purpose, and drew from his pockets several coppers. "Ohr" said Charles. just look at the Sunday school money!''
 Brett goes to the Powell school and stud les geography. Mother he exclaimed. arousing from deep meditation rather sud- denly, ''fet me tell you something. Every thing that goes into my mouth and eyes and ears are my tributaries, and I reckon shall have to call my arms and legs and head my distributaries, so you see am a rfver."
 The same young gentleman was found by his mother entering the room where he was entertaining himself all alone, to be spin ming around like a top as he sat on the rug hugging his knees close up to his chin.
 ''What on earth are you doing, son? I am afraid your pants will need some patch ing"
 "0hm he replied, 'I am just playing that I am the North Atlantic Eddy!'
 She delighted to share with him the wis., dom her superior years and busy little brain afforded her. and 1t was amusing to note how she did enlighten the matter of fact brother only half her age.
 One day, flushed and appreciative, he was getting a drink from the cistern.
 "fhis is soft water,' she commented; land do you know there is hard water, tooT'
 No there isn't" he contended incredu- lousIy. Then, looking very thoughtful moment, he said Ioftily: "oh. I know icer'
 The following animated discussion was overheard between Susie and her little sis ter. The motherfy little creature was sew ing doll clothes as they were seated on the back door steps, and answered patiently with the wisdom of her maturer mind giv ing the little one queries.
 "Susie," she said, "who made youY'
 "why, God made me, of coursei''
 "Susie. did God make the sky, too?"
 ''Yes, of course; God made everything" ''Did He make the ground and the rocks and the birds and the dogs and the-the-" thing.'
 Well, did He make the houses?"
 ''No, guess the men made them out of trees.''
 "well, did God make the trees2"
 Susie meditated for moment. then slow 1y she said: "No. I just reckon the other one made them and pushed them up through the ground"