HUMOUR.

Globe, Volume VIII, Issue 819, 6 February 1877, Page 3

HUMOUR.

Tt makes the new preacher awful mad to be fumbling with the intricacies of a froiit fp fastening, trying to get in and make is 'it st pastoral call, to ha/e the woman oE th< house turn the slats in the bay window air 11 call out, '' We haven't got no old cloth ea to jive away, and there ain't a cold vittle in the house I" He was not a scientist, but he was modest; and when a young man asked him at the tea-table what was meant by an ornithorbyncus, he frowned, and reminded him that there are some things which should not be mentioned before ladies. Sunday forenoon, while people were wending their way to church, an irate father might have been seen leading a boy with a fish pols on his shoulder, towards home. As the front gate closed behind father and son, the latter received several smart cuffs over the ears, while the parent was heard to say, ' Fish right in sight of folks goin' to church, eh ? you young rascal, and only a week after your father and mother jined the church. Take that—you wicked Sabbath braker—and in the futer if I ever catch you disgracin' your parents by bobbin' for eels right in sight of church-goin' folks on Sunday forenoons when eels are thicker where folks can't see catchin' 'em, I'll break every bone in your contaminated carcass," and the "conscientious" father, to awaken more feeling of respect in the mind of the Sabbath, led him to the barn and made him shell corn until supper time.