In Lighter Mood

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IN LIGHTER MOOD.

A colored sister, who boarded a train at a Billville station, ex- claimed, as the train was nearing the next station: "I declar' ter good- ness, ef I ain't gone en lef my baby in de depot whar I got on de train at! He sho' ain't in des packages! Atlanta Constitution.

— Casey The proof of it. (after Riley has fallen stories) — "Are five — yez dead, Pat?" Riley "Oi am." Casey— Shure, yer such a Oi liar,

don't know whither to belave yez or not." Riley — "Shure, that proves Oi'm dead. Yer wudn't dare call me a liar if Oi wur alive!" Judge.

"Willie," said that young man's mother, "you were very restless in church." "Yes," was the penitent response. "You never see papa be- having in that way. Why couldn't you be quiet like him?" "Well, mama," he answered, frankly, "you see I wasn't a bit sleepy." Pittsburg Bulletin.

The following is told of Representative H , of the Connecticut legislature, who has quite a reputation for always being on the lookout for suspicious-looking bills: One night while at home, he was awakened by his sister coming into the room. "John," she said, "I hear burglars — downstairs get up and see what is the matter." Turning sleepily over, John replied: "There may be thieves in the Senate, but there are none in the House." Ladies' Home Journal.

Evidently there are indefinite prayers offered in other places than in your ward, kind reader. Let those who pray take a lesson from Rev. Campbell Morgan's story. He says: "A friend of mine went into a prayer meeting, in Yorkshire, England, and there came in a man from the south of England. The Yorkshire people are sturdy, upright, and downright; and the people in the south of England are a little more wordy. The man from the south got up and prayed, and covered all the ground there was to cover; prayed about everything in the heavens above, the earth beneath, and the waters under the earth; and then, as he was closing, he said: 'Oh Lord, what more shall we say?' and some Yorkshire man called out: 'Call him Fayther, and ax Him for something.'

That is definiteness. May we all cultivate it."