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Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 25, 15 September 1894, Page 10

An attendant at Washington's tomb not long ago found a woman weeping most bitterly and audibly, with her handkerchief to her eyes. He stepped up to Jier, and said, ‘ Are you in trouble, madam ?’ ‘ Ho, sir,’- she sobbed. ‘ I saw you weeping ’ ‘ Ah,’ said she, c how can one help weeping at the grave of the ‘ father of his country ?’ ‘ Oh, indeed, madam !’ said he. ‘ This is not it; the tomb’s over yonder. This is the ice-house !’ Mother : ‘I wish you would rake up the dead leaves in the yard.’ Small Son ; ‘ I’ve got a sprain in my wrist, an’ the rheumatism in my back, and growing pains in my right leg, and —and cramps in my left one, and headache, and toothache, and earache.’ ‘ After you have raked the leaves into a pile you may set it on fire and jump over it.’ ‘ Whoop 1 where’s the rake P’ He : ‘ Did you say thefurniture was Louis the Fourteenth: ?’ She : ‘ Yes. Why ?’ He : ‘ The bills suggest the Reign of Terror.’