Savory Morsels.

Thames Star, Volume XV, Issue 4844, 19 July 1884, Page 1

Savory Morsels.

This from a French paper| will do for a maxim : " If you w-isli to please people in this world, you must allow yourself-to be told muny things that you know, by people who do not know them.*' " Boss, I kant take dis twenty fire cents. , It's got a hole in it what's been plugged up," said a negro grocer to a customer. " But you must take it. I got it from you last night. Don't you remember ?" "Ohv yes, I 'member?. I knows dat I gin it ter yer, an' I gin .it ter yer 'case I didn't want it. Ef I had wanted it I would bab gin yer some udder quarter Git outen de way an' let me cut off a piece ob bacon. Musn't stan' roun' de ato" when, customers is bo rampant ter buy suth'n." The Rochester Post Express, having* been asked whether it is the correct thing to hold a bird in your fingers while eating, replies :—" If' the bird is the regulation watei ing-place spring chicken it is correct enough, but poor policy. You should brace yourself against something, and ue» both bauds." , . , As the train slowed up at a station a' commercial-looking man who .-had been; noticed in earnest conrersation with - another .party of the same general appearance was heard to remark, " Smart! he's the smartest drummer ever met anywhere. Why, he's smart enough to sell suspenders to a dog." The other commercial-looking man nodded his head at this very happy ,- illustration, and everybody, thought the' conversation was ended, when a lone* some-looking individual on the opposite side of the car remarked, "It doesn't take a very-smart man to sell suspen- * ders to a dog." Even tbesleepy passengers aroused at this starting remark by the r lonesome looking individual, and the* commercial asked, in some surprise, ".Why * not?" "Because it doesn't." "What, would a dog want wilh suspenders ?" " To keep up hia pants," softly murmured,, the lonesome-looking individual/ gazing out across the snow-swept space, with a farsway look in his voice. And, the tston-, ished bcakeman sighed so loftd its to crack i erery l»mp ehimoey iv the cir. " „ \