LOUISBURG ECHOES.
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Wise and Otherwise
Letitia: “Miss B., angle, angel, or angle?”
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Fresh.: “Miss Bagley knows all about the
comet because she teaches geometry.”
* * *
French Pupil: “Oh, this lesson is so
hard! It is just full of idiotic (idiomatic)
expressions!”
* * *
Margaret: “Bessie, where on earth can I
find the verb to be? I am obliged to leara
it!”
Bessie “It’s in my Bible.”
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Senior: “Oh, girls, the comet has come at
last!”
Rena: "Is Mrs. Allen going to let us go?
I always did like comedies, and then, too, we
won’t have study hour!”
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Soph, to Junior No. 1: “At what hour Is
the Senior play to be?”
Junior: “At 7:45, I hear.”
Junior No. 2: “Oh, you’re mistaken! It’s
to be at a quarter-to-eight.”
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Soph.: “How is it, Easter comes on Sunday
this year, and it came on Monday last year?
Teacher: “I am surprised at your not
knowing any more about EJaster than that!”
Soph.: “Oh, how foolish of me! Of course
it was Thanksgiving!”
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Myrtle (whose subject for prayer-meeting
was to be the parable of the hidden treas
ure) : “Leigh, do you know anything about
the hidden treasure?”
Leigh: “Lands, no! Where isi it, and who
found it? Tell me, quick!”
Each company forwarded the pieces to the
manufacturing company and more or less po
litely asked that a corresponding number of
dimes or a check for an equivalent amount
be sent back in exchange. A council was
held at the office of the manufacturing com
pany. The cost of correctiag the boxes was
compared with fairly trustworthy informa
tion of the number of three-cent pieces in
circulation. It was found that a balance was
In favor of the three-cents, and it was decid
ed to accept the pieces as dimes. Gradually
the inpour of three-cent pieces narrowed
down to an intermittent current. The com
pany seemed to have about all the pieces.
It is said that if ever the premium on
three-cent pieces goes high enough the coins
will be offered to collectors at prices based
upon the original cost to the company, plus
six cents a year plus cost of storage, plus
cost of guarding, plus cost of carrying the
fund upon the books. I^ng ago the slot ma
chines that collected them were relegated to
the scrap heap.—Lexington (N. C.) Dispatch.
WHEStK THE THREE-CENT PIECES WEXT,
The disappearance of the three-cent pieces
has for many years been a matter of mild
speculation. Few persons are aware that a
large proportion of the coins of this denomi
nation which remained in circulation when
the Government stopped issuing them are
peacefully slumbering in sundry large fat
canvas bags in the vaults of a certain electri
cal manufacturing company of Chicago. They
are not for sale just yet.
Each of the coins Is an evidence of petty
larceny. Years ago the company equipped
many telephone pay stations with dime slot
machines. It was supposed that thoy could be
worked only with dimes. The three-cent
pieces were becoming rare, and no thought
was taken of them. Hardly six months pass
ed before one of the telephone companies dis
covered that the collectors were yielding a
harvest of three-cent pieces. Then from all
over the country came similar complaints.
THE FAILURE OF A COLLEGE EDUCATION
“Well,” observed old man Potts, “I’ve spent
a heap of money on my boy Bill’s education—
more’n nine hundred dollars jest to see him
through Yale. And I ain’t through yet. It
shorely makes me sore to think of the money
I’m wastin’ on a boy who ain’t got as much
sense now as he had before he went to col
lege.”
“What’s the matter father?” asked Mrs.
Potts. “Mebbe you’re a little hard on Bill.”
“No, I ain’t, Mary,” answered the old man.
“Jest to show you: A little while ago I says
to him I thinks it was going to rain to-mor-
row. What fool answer d’ye suppose he made
me?”
“I’m sure I don’t know, father.”
•‘He begged my pardon”—Harper’s Weekly
NEVER MIN1> THE MORAL! ”
The late Dr. W. B. Robertson, of Irvine,
was once addressing a boys’ meeting, and
having delighted them with some of his racy
anecdotes, he began to draw to a close by
saying:
“Now, I’m going to point out the moral of
all this.”
“Niver mind the moral,” shouted a little
fellow from the middle of the hall; gie’s an-
ither story!”—Interior.
TrtE POWER OF MUSIC.
She had a voice like a siren, and when she
sang—
“ ’Mid play sure, sand pal aces, though weam
a Rome,
Be it averse, oh wum bull there snow play
sly comb,—
and so on to the conclusion, there wasn’t a
dry eye in the room.—American Journal of
Education.
EXAMINATION LAPSES.
Sometimes, says the American Journal of
Education, the so-called blunders that crop
out in written answers to examinations show
a keenness of Insight, of discriminating ap
preciation of "the eternal verities,” and a
sense of humor that ought to rebuke the
framers of the questions. The candidate who
wrote the following answers deserves more
credit that the examiner who wrote the ques
tions:
“Q. Where are ostrich feathers produced?
“A. They grow upon the hide.
"Q. Why is the Sahara dry?
“A. The Sahara is dry on account of the
lack of moisture.
“Q. What is the author’s aim in the last
act of the Merchant of Venice?
“A. The author’s aim in this act is to close
the play.”
PROBLEMS FOR THE CIjASS IN ENGLISH.
The following liner ads were clipped from
the columns of a London newspaper:
Wanted—A laborer and a boy; with graa-
ing for two goats; both Protestants.
Wanted—A young man to care for two
mules of a Christian disposition.
Wanted—Furnished room for a single gen
tleman looking both ways and well ventilated.
For Sale—Caps, capes, etc., made up for la
dies out of their own skins.
Wanted—Good girl to cook, and one who
will make a good roast or boil and stew well.
—Novelty News.
Mistress—Look here, Susan, I can write
my name in the dust upon this table.
Susan—Ah, mum, there’s nothing like ed-
dication, is there, mum?
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