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Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 2579, 13 April 1877, Page 2

Too Soon fob Him.—A young lady in America talks in her sleep, and will answer unconsciously questions put to her. She is courted by a timid young man who has never had the courage to ask her to marry him. He called one night, and entering the front door, as was his habit, without ringing the bell, saw her asleep on the parlor sofa. He heard his own name softly expressed from between coral lips. Immediately the pent-up burden of his love broke out in words—"Dearest, do you lore me ? " " Yes," was the soft response of- the sleeper. •' Will you marry me ? " " Yes." " Shall it be in a year ? " "Any time." "Let it be ip six months?" There was a moment's silence and suspense, when the lips again moved, and t\e young man heard distinctly the little ■word "July." He stepped cautiously backhand glided quietly from the house. July was too soon to suit his purse.

Hestfming. — They looked sad, and doubtless felt so, as they stood up against the horse-rack. " Times is hard," sighed one. " Wuss.;• than Confederit! " the other responded. " An'work's too exaustin'! " "flit draws a man down powerful !" " I never did see money so hard to git a fist on I " ', Yos, hits skaser'n hen's teeth.". ■" But I've got one 50 cent note left, you bet.'' " Ah, well; I han't." "Let's soak her down for the drinks ! " "Now that soun's sumthin' like^resumshun uv bizness, that do!" And they hid themselves behind the bar-screen in a jiffy.