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A Musical Family. 



The following is an exact copy of a let- 

 ter received by a young lady who wished 

 to spend a holiday in a small country 

 town, and advertised for a room : "Dear 

 Miss — We think we kin suite you with 

 room and bord, if you prefer to be where 

 there is musick. I play the fiddell, my 

 wife the orgin, my dotter Jule the akor- 

 dion, my dotter Maray the Bango, my son 

 Hen the gittar, my son Jim the floot and 

 kornet, and my son Clem the base drum, 

 while all of us sing hims, in which we 

 would be glad to have you take part, both 

 vocal or instrumental, if you play on any- 

 thing. We play by ear, an' when we all 

 git started ther is real musick in the air. 

 Let us know if you wat to come here to 

 bord."— Tit-Bits. 



The earth is not selfish. It is open 

 and free to all. It invites everywhere. 

 The naturalist is not selfish, — he shares 

 all his joys and discoveries, even to the 

 extent of publishing them. — L. H. Bail- 

 ey in "The Holy Earth." 



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"What's in a Name?" 



In the mountains of New Hampshire 

 an old negro drives an ancient and 

 rickety stagecoach. 



"What is your name, Uncle?" a trav- 

 eler asked him one morning. 



"George Washington, suh," said he 

 with dignity. 



"That's a pretty familiar name to 

 everybody in this country," said the 

 tourist. 



"Ah reckun it orter be, suh," was the 

 darky's pleased reply, "'cos Ah been a- 

 drivin' dis yere stage ebber since de 

 wah." — Country Gentleman. 



