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AMERICANISMS. j AN EVIDENT MISTAKE. | "I'm looking for a man named Jones," he I said, as the door was opened to him by a woman almost six feet high and weighing nearly 200 pounds. Cy Jones ? she queried. "Yes, I think that is the man. I'm a white-capper and have come to give him warning. What'i'I Cy Jones been doing ? Licking his wife, and he's got t(X Hop it or we'll take him out and switch him "Did you ever see Cy Jones?" asked the woman as she drew herself up. Not that I kuow of." She went back to the sitting-room, was gone a moment, and when she returned she was carrying a man about four feet ten inches long under her arm. Site gave him a twist and put him on his feet and said This is Cy Jones Your husband ? stammered the white- capper. The same, and I am Cy Jones' wife! "Great Scott! There must be a mistake here, madam! Yes, I think so! "she dryly replied as she tossed the little man in her arms. Sorry to have disturbed you, ma'am, but you see Y«s, I see, and let me help you over the feiiee." And placing the little man carefully on his feet she picked up the caller and tossed him over the gate and went back to her work in the kitchen. BLOSSOM KICKED. In the market-place of an old-fashioned town in the north a number of farmers were chatting the other day. After one of them had related an amusing story, in which he had referred to his dog as the 'cutest dumb animal alive," others followed, each with a view to "capping "the story of his predecessor. Talk aboot thy dog bein' 'cute," remarked one of the company; wot aboot my owd mare ? As none of them had heard anything extra- ordinary in connection with Blossom," her proud owner continued: Well, a good many of you will o' heeard tell o' owd Jack Black, the blacksmith as used ter 'aYe a smithy in our village. Owd Jack wor a good hand at his trade, an' prood on't- but he came to a sad end. Over his smithy door wor a sign, which read: Here you will find a Finished Workman.' "Well, one mornin' the villagers gathered roond poor owd Jack's hoose. The blinds wor jail down; Jack wor dead. Somebody had altered the sign, the last line noo readin': Workman Finished.' Hold on!" broke in one of the company Hold on!" broke in one of the company at this point. Wot's all this got to do with your owd Blossom ? v "A good deal," replied the farmer. "You see owd Jack had tried to palm a second-hand shoe on my mare, an' Blossom—well, Blossom kicked!" CALLING FOR A DOCTOR. "Your story about calling for a doctor in the circus," said a retired showman, "reminds me of the way we broke up a nuisance in a good- sized Pennsylvania town. I was on the road I with a farce comedy company and we put in two weeks at the town in question, there being a big military encampment there and a county fair to boot. We drew good houses all through the engagement, and were booked for an early return. 1 don't think we had been there more than one night before the doctor nuisance I began. There would come a hurried messenger from the box office to the stage manager with a request that he ask if Dr. Bolus, or whatever his name happened to be, was in the house and if he was to send him to the box office at once. Of course, the stage manager wouldn't very well refuse, and general attention was directed to the medical man, much to his satisfaction. We soon found out that the doctors who were so much in demand were very small medical fry, and there wasn't a doubt that they had themselves called for in order to secure the consequent notoriety. Well, we stood it for a few nights, and then an idea occurred to me. I took a walk up the main street until I came to a certain sign hanging over a stairway. I went up to the office indicated and had a brief conversation with its inmate, ending it by handing him reserved seat tickets. "That evening, immediately after the first act and before any messenger from the box office had a chance to arrive, I stepped out in front of the curtain and held up my hand. Then in my gravest tones I asked: "Is Dr. Chizziold in the house ?'' Immediately a very tall coloured man, with a bushy white head and huge silver mounted spectacles, arose in the audience and said: Heah I is, sah." The audience tittered, but I kept my gravity. "You are wanted at the box office at once, doctor, in a case which requires your imme- diate professional atten tion." As the aged darkey ducked to me and hobbled from the room the audience broke into a wild roar. Perhaps you will understand the cause of their merriment when I add that the old man was a corn doctor and probably the best known eccentric character in town. Well, there were no more doctors called I for from that stage during our engagement." A WELL-STOCKED STREAM. 1 had just gotten my rod together and was hooking on a worm when the owner of the brook, a sturdy and somewhat ill-looking farmer, appeared on the bank beside me. I offered a short salutation, and received one in return considerably shorter than my own. Any trout in this brook ? I asked. Chock full on 'um." You allow fishing here, of course? Yaas, ef the pay is all right." How much ? Five dollars a trip, now she's stocked." Oh, she's stocked, is she ? Well, I'll give I you 5 dols. in advance, too." He pocketed the money, and I washed down the brook, a basketful of halt-pounders swimming before my dazzled vision. In the first three miles the only bite had was from my ¡ coat pocket. I spent an hour casting in the pool," another one through the cut" and finished out the afternoon skirmishing around the shores of ",the pond." Then night came on, and I was glad. If ever I have an evil deed to perform, anything like murdering an able- bodied farmer, I prefer to doit after dark. On my way to the station I stopped at the house of the farmer and inquired for him. "Pa's gone tur the village," said the boy; "Pa's gone tur the village," said the boy; he got some money tur day, so he's gone over tur git some groceries." Your father told me the brook was stocked," I said fiercely. "Sotis." I, ] I don't believe there's a trout in it over an j inch long.' ( I don't nuther," said the boy; "pa didn't stock it tell las' summer." I don't nuther," said the boy; "pa didn't stock it tell las' summer." HE WAS THE WINNER. "You seem to have plenty of money to-day. I Been committing a robbery ?" Hardly. I joined in a game last night were a lot of fellows were teaching a man to play poker." "Teaching a man to play poker? And you actually won?" Easily. I was a teacher."

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