ODDS AND ENDS.

Temuka Leader, Volume I, Issue 92, 2 November 1878, Page 3

ODDS AND ENDS.

Trying to do business without advertising is like winking at a pretty girl in the dark ; You may know what you are doing but nobody else does. A young lawyer, who hao been aadmitted ” about a year, was asked by a friend, “ how clo you like your new profession.” The rep'y was accompanied by a brief sigh to suit the occasion : “ My profession is much better than my pratice.” A few Sundays since a teacher in a Sunday school of an Episcopal church in Chicago said to one of her pupils, “James,

what go-d thing—what great thing are you wiring to give up as a sacrifice during the Lcnt-n season ?” Jam's meditated about 1- u seconds and responded-, “ 1 think I’ll give up going u> Sunday school.” A oi itic, in speaking of a young actor who bolds the leading part in a new comedy, says that the author “ has frozen him into a pink deliciousness like a raspberry ice, and that no woman under 20 can look at him without an irresistible desire to stick a spoon into him.” The member of the Australian team who is writing an account of the trip for the Melbourne ‘ Header,’ tells a funny story about the Hull match which is worth recounting. He says that they were most hospitably treated by the gentlemen belonging to the club with which they played, and the President, Mr Alderman Leak, “is one of the jolliest and heartiest of English gentlemen. He was at the match from start to finish, but I don’t think he saw a hall bowled or a hit made. Yet he knew all about it, and in this way ; He had a small tent erected in the bowlinggreen, at the back of the cricket club pavilion, and sat there with a few friends throughout the day, sipping iced champagne and eating strawberries -with great gusto. A servant stood close at hand, and when there was any applause on the cricket-field, the master would say, “John, see what that was,” and John would rush away and dart back again, with the. tidings that so-and-so had made a good hit or a good catch, as the case might be. John’s legs must have been pretty well worn out by six o’clock each day, for if he went to and fro once he went a hundred times. The President said lie enjoyed the cricket amazingly, and perhaps he did ; but his plan, if not one to suit an ardent lover of the game, was altogether novel to us.