. The ball of yarn;. met upon the warf the other day, and passed the compli-ments of the season. Jim, said one, have you seen Hall? hes lookingfor you. Hall! what Hall? was Jims reply. Why, Alco-hall yourool. < Pshaw, responded Jim, thats a poor sell, and you wouldnthave caught me if I hadnt been hurt last night when John tripped me up. John who? said Bill. Demi-john, you numskull. A little girl had been taught by a Sunday School Teacher, that God mademan out of the dust of the earth. The inculcation of this Bible doctrine,:| seems to have given her mind rather a practical turn, and big wit
. The ball of yarn;. met upon the warf the other day, and passed the compli-ments of the season. Jim, said one, have you seen Hall? hes lookingfor you. Hall! what Hall? was Jims reply. Why, Alco-hall yourool. < Pshaw, responded Jim, thats a poor sell, and you wouldnthave caught me if I hadnt been hurt last night when John tripped me up. John who? said Bill. Demi-john, you numskull. A little girl had been taught by a Sunday School Teacher, that God mademan out of the dust of the earth. The inculcation of this Bible doctrine,:| seems to have given her mind rather a practical turn, and big with the idea,i she addressed her mother on her return from Sabbath School— Ma, has God any more dust left ? Why, my daughter—why do you ask such a question? Because, if he has, I want him to make me a little brother! Ive three cents left, said a loafer, so Ill buy a paper with it. What paper will you buy? said a friend, curious to learn the literarytaste of bis acquaintance. A paper of tobacco, replied the / i To Snuff. To Smoke. Equine Bones.—A Yankee tin peddler, having fixed his wagon in astable noted for the reception of horses as lean as Pharaohs cows, walkedfrom stem to stern, and discovered the bones on the horses hips project-ing like so many small pyramids. Mr. Landlord, said he, do you;make horses here? Make horses here! said the surly Dutchman;;what do you mean? Why, I thought as how you had just beensetting up the frames. A Litter of Yellow Pigs.—An ingenious gentleman, who had themarvellous gift of shaping a great many things out of an orange-peel, was,displaying his abilities at a dinner-party before Theo. Hook and Mr. Thos. jHill, and succeeded in counterfeiting a pig to the admiration of the com-;pany. Mr. Hill tried the same feat; and after destroying and strewingthe table with the peel of a dozen oranges, gave it up, with the exclamation,Hang the pig! I cant make him. Nay, Hill, exclaimed Hook,glancing at the mess on the table, you have done mor
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