(From the Cornell, Ill., Journal.)
Joseph Highland and Miss Zelma Gourley left together, Monday, to get
married. At time of going to press we have not heard any further
particulars.
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Oh, Geraldine, are the seams of my stockings on straight?
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We will now sing: “He Asked For Bread,” and the curtain came down with a
roll.
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Ah-h! How would ze mamma like to kees ze papa?
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Better to have loved and lost than to have been divorced and alimonied.
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A remarkable man is the Hindoo.
He wears no clothes—makes his skindoo.
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Who’s your new girl, Sam?
She’s not a new girl. She’s only my old one painted over.
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_Here’s to the happiest days of my life,_
_Spent in the arms of another mans wife._
_My mother._
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Here’s to the glass we so love to sip,
It dries many a pensive tear;
’Tis not so sweet as a woman’s lip,
But a danged sight more sincere.
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