ought a lemonade with
the money.

We would not advise any lady whose mouth is small to worry about this new
fashion, and try to enlarge the one nature has given her. Large mouths
will have their run in a few brief months and will be much sought after by
the followers of fashion, but in a short time the little ones that pout,
and look cunning, will come to the front and the large ones will be for
rent. The best kind of a mouth to have is a middling sized one, that has a
dimple by its sides, which is always in style.

INTERNAL IMPROVEMENTS.

Under this heading I can think of nothing that appears more appropriate
than the subject of the artificial propagation of fish. It is a subject
that has arrested the attention of many of the ablest minds of the
country, and the results of experiments have been thus far so satisfactory
that it is almost safe to predict that within the next ten centuries every
man, however poor, may pick bull-heads off of his crab apple vines and
gather his winter supply of fresh shad from his sweet potato trees at less
than fifty cents a pound. The experiments that have been made in our own
state warrant us in going largely into the fish business. A year ago a
quantity of fish seeds were sub soil plowed into the ice of Lake Mendota,
and to-day I am informed that boarders at the hotels there have all the
fish to eat that any reasonable man could desire. The expense is small and
the returns are enormous. It is estimated that from the six quarts of fish
seeds that were planted in the lake there are now ready for the market at
least 11,000,000 car loads of brain-producing food, if you spit on your
bait when you go fishing.

PECK'S BAD BOY AND HIS PA.

HIS PA GETS BOXED.

"You don't want to buy a good parrot, do you?" said the bad boy to the
grocery man as he put his wet mittens on the top of the stove to dry, and
kept his back to the stove so he could watch the grocery man, and be
prepared for a kick, if the man should remember the rotten egg sign that
the boy put up in front of the grocery last week.

"Naw, I don't want no parrot. I had rather have a fool boy around than a
parrot. But what's the matter with your Ma's parrot? I thought she
wouldn't part with him for anything."

"Well, she wouldn't until Wednesday night, but now she says she will not
have him around, and I may have half I can get for him. She told me to go
to some saloon or some disreputable place and sell him, and I thought