[From the Pillager, Minn., Herald.]
That stork is a busy bird. It left a 10-lb baby girl at Ned Mickles last
Thursday night. Ned is a neighbor of Cy Deaver.
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_UPON JULIA'S ARCTICS._
_Whenas galoshed my Julia goes,
Unbuckled all from top to toes,
How swift the poem becometh prose!
And when I cast mine eyes and see
Those arctics flopping each way free,
Oh, how that flopping floppeth me!_
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"We are all in the dark together," says Anatole France; "the only
difference is, the savant keeps knocking at the wall, while the
ignoramus stays quietly in the middle of the room." We used to be
intensely interested in the knocking of the savants, but as nothing ever
came of it, we have become satisfied with the middle of the room.
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