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Hot Lakes Chronicle, Issue 115, 15 February 1895, Page 4

The days comeon, and the days goby And leave their marks on men ; Soon we know, alas! the festive % AVill attack our crowns again. which is such a little thing, is still if£ most serious thing in life.— Lemontey. We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a tioubled dream ; it m.;y be so after death.—lia^thoi-ne. Sneaking much is a sign oE vanity, for tie that is lavish m words is a' □iggard in deeds.—Sir W. Kaleigh. If all hearts were frank, just and honest, the major part of the virtues would be useless to us.—Moliere. Popularity is like the brightness of a falling star, the fleeting splendor of a rainbow, the bubble that is sure to burst bv it-s r»p» inflation. One cannot well tell from the little child What the man is going to be ; As the tulip and onion-tops look alike Till their flowers in bloom wo see. Wife: 'James, if you are not loing anything, I wish you would drive a nail or two on the outside :orner of the kitchen so I can put up :he clothe3-line.' Husband' (with dignity) : ' Susan, you'll have to do it yourself. I have sworn not to touch i hammer till the Btrike is over.' Mistress (to butler) : ' John, [ hear you've come into quite a little legacy. I suppose you will be thinkng of gettiug a wife now ?' John : Lor' bless yer, mum, not if I knows t! I've seen too much of married life with missuses, hoggin' yer pardon, num.' Dick : ' That girl loves you, and lot your rival !' Jack : ' Con.e, now, lon't create any false hopes." ' Oh, rou're alright there, my boy. A few noments ago your rival happened to ueation your name, and she didn't >.egin praising you.