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Waikato Times, Volume XXII, Issue 1860, 7 June 1884, Page 6

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A coi/Nii.nuN- as\s a cabman : "Which is the npovedt way to tho Exhibition? " "Thia v,ay, sir," uzi'l the cabman, pointing to his vehicle.

_ Spoiik, the celtbvated violinist, used to take his littta daughter, about ei^ht years of a^e, to thi lelwamls of hte oiatorio. The child kept; veiy quiet until tba Jt«aZ«, which was a fu«uc; then hef eyes glistened, and she was all attention. "Ah ! thought I," bays Spohr r in relating tlio incident, " you seem to have a gr_at fancy for music of a severe style." >Vnn }ia quect'oned her upon the subject. " Oh ! no, papa," responded the little one, " but I Xpcw th \t v/hon the fugue is ended we go home to dinner."

"Did yon hear what happened to poor Jack tb? other day when* ho wan out shoofcin^ ? " " No ; what was it ? '' "He met a young and charming damsel at the conei of the plantation, got into conversaticL. with 3ier, aud put his guv down against a tree. Everything went right, and just as he \vt.<i getting on the very best o£ term-i x-hh tha beautiful shepherdess the father appen,r3 upon the scone. Ho saw hia daughtar, Jaf-k, trnd the gun. He grasped the situation in a moment. He aeized the gun with the rapidity of lightning and " " Shot Jack ? " "No ! oh, no ! he lan away with it 1 "

A dlcekt old fellow was relating how ho '.vas recently in a buggy, w } Je n tho horse hoiteJ, sm a shiny ami overturning everything it encountered in it 3 headlong cereer. " You must inv/G been very much terrified, Finely ? " " Terrified ! me ! not at all ! I sat in the comer of the buggy— petrified ! "

"MAinn," oaid a fashionable New Yorkyoung lady to her mother, " the papera are making a yicat fuss over a Mr. Tennyson of England." " Yes,' 1 responded the mother, " he has been raised to the dear, delightful peerage.'" " He has been made a baron, I see," said the daughter. " Yes, and hi-s -wife will be a baroness, I suppose," reflected tbo old lady. "How exquisitely beautiful it must be to be a baroness." " What has he been a-doing of to be a baron ? " asked the cultered young lady. " What has ho been a-doing of ? " repeated the mother. " Why he is the sole survivor of the nobla «ix hundred who made the famous charged at Balaclava."— Philadelphia Gall.

" Ske h-uo,'" said a waiter in a saloon, adj dresbins an Irishman, "I told you before thai tLis luuch is nos for everybody." 11 An' who is it fur ? " " Customers." "An 1 ain't I a customer?" " No, you arc not." " Don't I eat the lunch ? " " I should say you do." " Then I'm a customer." " Ye.s, but the lunch is thrown in mQx the beer.' "An 1 is thai so? WaU, if ye throw in the lunch wid the beer, jes' throw in the bear md the lunch, ay you plaze. Ay coarse it makes no difference which a man takes."— Ark. Traveller.

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