Bright Sayings of Young America Gathered From Many Sources.

Manawatu Herald, 28 July 1898, Page 4

Bright Sayings of Young America Gathered From Many Sources.

Little Edith was heard coming from the next room, whim suddenly there was a noise of somef hing let fall, probably her doll, her mother nought. Says mamma, "Did you drop something, Edith!- 1 " Edith— Only a footstep. — Boston Transcript. Little Frank had long importuned his father to buy him a pony. At last papa said, "If I were to get you a pony, Frank, you wouldn't know what to feed him." "Oh, yes, I would, papa," replied the boy. "I'd feed him horse radish." — Pittsburg Chronicle. ■•" ■ • v Many people who talk with simplicity »nd correctness become at once unnatural and awkward when they take up the "pen, So it was with Johnny Bates. In the readIng lesson there was a reference to some, one who had "contracted a cold," and the teacher called attention to the word "conr; tracted." To "contract a cold," he explained, "meant nothing more than to catch a cold." That afternoon JohnnyhaA to write a composition and like a sensible boy chose for his subject an account of a fishing excursion. On the whole it was a pretty creditable performance for a boy of Johnny's age, but the teacher was obliged to laugh wheri he came to this sentence} "I flßhed half an hour and contracted 'five perches and onehornpout."— Youth's Companion. .: Harry— When I get to be a man, I'm going to let my whiskers grow. MammaWhy so, my boy? Harry— Then I won't have only a little bit of my face to wash.— Boston Courier. Little Boy — Mamma, I want a lot of soap and some warm water. Mamma — I'd rather you wouldn't blow bubbles today. "I wants to wash my hands." "Oh! Why, of course, my pet. You want your hands to be nice and clean, don't you, dear?" "Yes'm. Weisgoin to play theatricals, and I'm to dress up as a girl." — Good News. Mamma (to Johnny who has fallen on the sidewalk)— There, Johnny, don't cry; be a little man. Johnny— And say the things that pa does when anything hurts him? — Boston Transcript. After the dinner at the cafe Robby noticed with bulging eyes the heaping pile of change which the waiter brought back to his father. "Oh, papal" he exclaimed. "Oh, papa, I'd like a plate of that tool"— Tit-Bits,