There is a place in New Hampshire where they : never have any old maids. When a girl reaches the age of twenty-nine, and: still on the ladder of expectation the young fellows draw lots for her. Those who escape pay a bonus to the one who geta-her. Mrs Olive Logan, in a speech at the Brooklyn woman's meeting, said :- " I reject the trousers with contempt and scorn. Men cut a sufficiently ridiculous figure in them themselves. The trouble is they don't -like their: own ; costume, and are enviuos of our laces, -jewelry, frills, and dresses. 1 Trousers, forsooth trousers !' Shake not the ridiculous garment at me. No, so long as we , can have our silks, satins, and shawls, we will repudiate your absurd bifurcated uuwhisperables. Look at your swallow-tail coats, stovepipe hats ; and you wear your hair soshort, some of you, that you look precisely like monkeys, and I don't wonder that one :of jqur number has written' a book showing that, animal to be the father of his I- race." This speech was greeted with roars of | laughter and applause. A. fire-proof safe, the invention of an American manufacturer,, has gained a signal victory, over a similar article produced by an Englishman. The Englishman, by way of testing the power of his safe to repel heat, placed a live cock inside, lighted a fire under- | neath, and kept it up for three days. At the i end of that time he opened the door, and the cock stepped out, not having, apparently, been inconvenienced by the heat in any way, for be saluted the morn in his usual manner. [ This was considered a wonderful triumph, but it was nothing to that of the Yankee. i The latter genius placed a live cock in his safe, and kept the machine exposed to the heat of a powerful furnace for a week. At the end 'of that time the door was opened, when the cock was found frozen toj death, and: the butter had become, so hard that a corner of it struck off with a hatchet, knocked a man's eye out. An American paper says that the grasshoppers recently ate up half an acre of tobacco for a man down south, and when the owner went up to look at it, the darned things sat on the fence and squirted tobacco juice at him. j
Permanent link to this item
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/GRA18690907.2.22
Bibliographic details
Grey River Argus, Volume VIII, Issue 568, 7 September 1869, Page 4
Word Count
395Untitled Grey River Argus, Volume VIII, Issue 568, 7 September 1869, Page 4
Using This Item
No known copyright (New Zealand)
To the best of the National Library of New Zealand’s knowledge, under New Zealand law, there is no copyright in this item in New Zealand.
You can copy this item, share it, and post it on a blog or website. It can be modified, remixed and built upon. It can be used commercially. If reproducing this item, it is helpful to include the source.
For further information please refer to the Copyright guide.