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A stall-keeper in the market who had been "stuck" with a number of green melons, plugged one the other day, poured a pint of kerosene into the hole, and after waiting a quarter of an hour gave it to a colored man. The latter sat down on a box to cat it, but after removing the plug and taking a smell he arose and returned the melon to the Btand. " What's the matter ?" asked the donor. "Ize much obleeged, but I couldn't use it onless you'd frow in a chimbly an' a wick, an dat v/ould be axin' too much of anybody." My little ghl was five years and one day old last week. As my wife was giving her a bath she looked up and said: " Mamma, be sure and wipe me dry bo as I won't rust.'

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Page 2 Advertisements Column 4, Evening Star, Issue 8041, 18 October 1889

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Page 2 Advertisements Column 4 Evening Star, Issue 8041, 18 October 1889