Year: 1877

If you call Michigan people "Michi.
ganders," isn't an Illinois man an "Illin-
oyster? 2"


OUR passions are like convulsion fits,
which, though they make us stronger
for the time, leave us the weaker ever
after.


A GENUINE passion is like mountain
stream; it admits of no impediment;
it can not go backward; it must go for
ward.


FOOTBALLS can never reach popularity
in this country, says the Danbury Neacs,
until the American shin-bone is set
further back.


WITH eggs at present rates, what do
you think of this: OF all the birds that
please us with their lays, the most pOpu-
lar is the hen.


THERE is nothing like the dead cold
hand of the past to take down our timid
egotism, and to lead us into the solemn
flow of the life of our race.


NEXT to throwing kittens into mill
pond, the saddest sight is that of a. lady
at church-tair drowning two or three
poor little oysters in gallon of thin
milk.


THERE is something in religion, when
rightly comprehended, that is masculine
and grand. 1t removes those little de-
sircs which are "the constant hectic of
fool"


New YORK Commercial AdrertiScr:
"The smallest hair" says an exchange,
"casts shadow" So it does, and
especially over a boarding house break
fast table, when one is found in the
butter dish.


SOME boiler makers in Dubuque put
boy in boiler to hold a hammer-head
to the rivets as they were driven in, and
when they were all completed he was
found too big TO come out CT the hole.
He stripped and creased his skin, but it
was no use, and it took six men an hour
and half to cut him out.


A WOMAN is either worth a good deal
or nothing. If good for nothing, she is
not worth getting jealous for-if she be
a true woman she will give no cause for
jealousy. A man is a brute to be jealous
of a good woman, and a fool to be jealous
of worthless one, but he is double fool
to cut his throat for either of them.


ALAS! it is not till time, with reckless
hand, has torn half the leaves from the
book of life that man begins to see that
the leaves which remain are few in num-
Der, and then to remember, family at
first, and then more clearly. that upon
the early pages of that book was written
q story which he would fain read over
again.


IT is almost impossible, after all, for
person who reads much and reflects
good deal to be able, upon every occasion,
to determine whether thought was an
others or his own. Nay, l declare that
| have sometimes quoted sentences out
of my own writings, in aid of my own
arguments in conversation, thinking that
| was supporting them by some better
authority.


THE CHILD vIoLINIsT.


He had played for his lordships's levee,


lie had played for her ladyshp's whim,


Till the poor little head was heavy


And the pcor little brain would swim.


And the face grew peaked and eerie,


And the large eyes strange and bright,


And they said-too late" He is weary


He shall rest for, at least, to-nIght!"


But at dawn, when the birds were waking,


As they watched in the silent room,


With the sound OF q strained cord breaking


A something snapped In the gloom.


Twas a string of his violoncello


And they heard him stir in his bed;


"Makc room for tired little fellow,


Kind God l"-was the last that he said


-CornhM Maga=ine.
NORWICH Bulletin: Science has its tri-
umphs, but we believe it has never yet
satisfactorily accounted for the existence
of the middle-aged woman who attends
all the donation parties with a present
of a flannel pen-wiper, and eats four dol
lars worth of food at supper, and subse-
quently leans up against the wall with
her eyes shut and sings" Nearer, my God,
to Thee"