. Wit, humor and pathos . point aguille vill make zedress of one grande high price—grande enough for zeGrande Duchesse. Wall, how high will the price be then, my goodman? sez Aunt Ruth. Vingt-six—tweenty-sex, madame. Ce nest pas tiescher, madame f O! no, my good man, twenty-six is cheap beats New London tradin to death. Now give usthe change, sez Aunt Ruth, handin him a $50 billon the New London First National. Mon dieu, madame! Zis is not change enuff. Zisis nothing. Zis grande dress cost ten—fifty timesmore! Gracious! man, didnt you say twenty-six? in-quired Aunt 50 Oh, we—w
. Wit, humor and pathos . point aguille vill make zedress of one grande high price—grande enough for zeGrande Duchesse. Wall, how high will the price be then, my goodman? sez Aunt Ruth. Vingt-six—tweenty-sex, madame. Ce nest pas tiescher, madame f O! no, my good man, twenty-six is cheap beats New London tradin to death. Now give usthe change, sez Aunt Ruth, handin him a $50 billon the New London First National. Mon dieu, madame! Zis is not change enuff. Zisis nothing. Zis grande dress cost ten—fifty timesmore! Gracious! man, didnt you say twenty-six? in-quired Aunt 50 Oh, we—we—we—madame, but he cost twenty-sixhundred— $2600! Eli, Ive got thru tradin in New York. Why, ourwhole crop of hay, corn, and maple sugar wudent biover two such dresses. Dont talk to me any moreabout sity fashuns! Litchfield County will do for my old bombazine, with a new polonaise, will dofor our church for many years to come. Its goodenuff. Yours afTeckshunate, ^ Charity Perkins. THE LITERARY MISS ADAMS. The Boston young lady has arrivedin New York. I mean the real literaryyoung lady—the Siege of Troy grew up in Boston and graduatedat Vassar College last year. She weaiseye glasses, and is full of scans Homer, rattles the verblipo like the multiplication tables,sings Anacreon to the old Greek melodies, and puts upher hair after the Venus of Milo. There is no end toher knowledge of the classical dictionary, and when itcomes to Charles Lamb or Sidney Smith—who neverwrote much, but got the credit of every good joke inEngland—she can say their jokes as a Catholic sayshis beads. If you ask her how she likes babies, sheanswers: How? Well, as Charles Lamb remarked, I likeem b—b—boiled. Ask her anything, and she will always lug in aquotation from some pedantic old fool like Dr. John-son or Swift or Jack Bunsby, just to show you thatshe is up in literature, and that you are— a single original idea, but one constant as
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