," putting his lips to hers in
affectionate collision, "is _mug ger_!" "Yes," said the not more than
half displeased Sarah Ann, "and this is the _last_ of the huggermuggers,
for if you ever attempt to give me another such definition, I'll box
your ears. I've a great mind to tell Mr. Hall, as I go to school, what
sort of dictionary you are carrying about you all the time."--_Boston
Transcript._
COULDN'T AFFORD IT.
"I DON'T care much about the bugs," said Mr. Wormly to the head of a
genteel private boarding house, "but the fact is, Madam, I havn't the
blood to spare--you see that yourself."
PULL DEVIL--PULL BAKER.
A QUESTION for the Spike Society. "Would the devil beat his wife if he
had one?" "Guess not--for the women generally beat the devil."
PROVOKING.
"HALLO, boy, did you see a rabbit cross the road there just now?"
"A rabbit?"
"Yes, be quick! a rabbit."
"Was it a kinder gray varmint?"
"Yes, yes!"
"A longish critter, with a short tail?"
"Yes, be quick or he'll gain his burrow."
"Had it long legs behind, and big ears?"
"Yes, yes!"
"And sorter jumps when it runs?"
"Yes, I tell you; jumps when it runs!"
"Well, I hain't seen such a critter about here."
WHEN PRESIDENTS DINE.
ON Davy Crocket's return to his constituents after his first session in
Congress, a nation of them surrounded him one day, and began to
interrogate him about Washington.
"What time do they dine in Washington, Colonel?"
"Why," said he, "common people, such as you are, get their dinners about
one o'clock, but the gentry and big bugs dine at three. As for
representatives we dine at four, and the aristocracy and the Senators
don't get theirs till five."
"Well, when does the President fodder?" asked another.
"Old Hickory!" exclaimed the Colonel, attempting to appoint a time
appropriate to the dignity of the station. "Old Hickory! well he don't
dine until the next day!"
COOK'S STRIKE.
A FEW weeks ago a wealthy family in Philadelphia, having hired a cook
who had been highly recommended to them, she was ordered one day to
prepare among other things, a hash for dinner. The hash came and was
charming--all eagerly partaking of it until the dish was scraped out. So
popular after this did the hash of the new cook become, that it was
nothing but hash every day. At last the poor cook, bringing in a large
dish of it, the perspiration pouring down her face, which was re
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