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Show ALL SORTS. To kill time take a horse and J sleigh it. I In Boston they make doctors itemize item-ize their bills. The school mud oi'Indiuna amounts to $$,000,000. Swallows may -skim the air, but f they can t skim milk. W. B. Astor's tax on real estate t last year was $240,000. The New York Tribune will get into in-to its new building May 1. The forty-two theatres in Paris will accommodate 57,080 persons.. Reverend Talmae oflers a reward of $-"00 for one really pious advocate j of the American theatre. , The luxury of smoking brought forty millions of revenue into the -national treasury last year. During the four years ending June 30.1S74, the Uned States exported clocks to the value of $4,107,712. In 1S74 nearly ten thousand immigrants im-migrants srrived from Germany in sixty vessels and settled in Maryland. A Washington dentist advertises for the front teeth of a girl fourteen years old, for which he will pav liberally. liber-ally. Mrs. Gridley is the oldest woman in Chicago. She ascribes her lon-1 lon-1 gevily to marrying when past thirty -rive. j There are about 12,000 licensed cab drivers in London, wh with their families and dependents would make a town of 40,000 people. A little girl, upon her return from a children's party, being asked if she had a good time, replied: "Yea; but there wasn t mucn ooys mere. "Old Abe," tho pet eagle of the Eighth Wisconsin regiment during the war, and a participant in numer-1 ous battles, ia still alive and at the state capital. Wheeler, Hayden and Powell, the Colerado explorers, will bo cut down fearfully in their estimates for the present vear. Wheeler wants $100,-000, $100,-000, and will get only $25,000, and the others will be curtailed in about the same proportion. In Lynn, Mass., an 18-year-old daughter of a respectable citizen, lowered herself by means of a bed-quilt bed-quilt and sheet, and eloped with her lover, a jeweler, 25 years old, who was obnoxious to her parents. The pair were married in Boston The following 4is the lament of o Boston woman: " My tuiband's crossor than a bent-, And woa't give me a thing to wear; "When I ol' aim tho reniOQ nses, lie (finai blo3, 'Thoas confounded taxes." Her fate is a sad one. She car never enjoy life as much as the gushing gush-ing Brooklyn woman, who has ac cess to her husband's purse when ever she feels like it, and sings, merrily: mer-rily: " My husband's Rood as lie civn be; Says he, 'My love,' says he to me ; ' Takeall you want, for Heaven's sake, Kre taxes leave you none to take-.' " |