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Thames Star, Volume IIII, Issue 1720, 8 July 1874, Page 2

Something libce a Pointer.—A gentleman has a thoroughbred pointer dog which is said to be the most efficient animal of its kind. It never lets any chance slip by it. The other day, as it was trotting along the street, its master observed that it ran up the front steps of a house, and pointed dead at the door-plate. He whistled, but the dog refused to budge an inch. Upon going up to see what the, matter was, he found that the door-plate bore the name of "A. Partridge." , .

Agonising.—Damon—" Hullo, Pythias ! What's matter?" Pythias—"O, my dear fellow, I've—tut-t-t-t—" (objurgations)—" I've been writing; to my tailor to.give me another inch and a half in the waistband, and composed a valentine to my adored Clara, and—o !—l've put 'em into the wrong envelopes—and they're posted !" (Breaks down.)— Punch.

Those Pbintebs Again \— A poet who wrote a flaming poem on martyrdom, in which occurred the line—

"See the pale martyr in his sheet of fire " was cut to the heart when he saw it come out in the village paper— I " See the tall martyr with his shirt en fire."

An Expebt.—A suggestive story from the reefs is told by a corespondent? bf the Rockhampton Bulletin, Queensland. A mining manager (who shall be nameless,' but his address is the Northern Territory) visited the Howley; and having expressed his admiration of a huge piece of quartz which was shown to him, and his opinion, eagerly expected, by a number of choice spirits who had assembled to hear the* great mining authority's oracular delivery. Taking the stone in. his hand, he twisted and turned it round and. round, held it to the light, carefully examining it for gold, which, however, he failed to. discover. -Giving a preliminary hem I thus spake he—"Well, I can't see any gold ; but it's as nice a specimen of goldbearing quartz as ever I saw in my life;" " Can't see any gold ?" retorted one of the bystanders in the secrej;. " Why, man, wet it with your tongue, and then you wilj see the gold fast enough." He did so. Half an hour afterwards a man was seen galloping away from the Howley as though 10,000 fiends were at his heels. TJie piece of quartz he had so carefully examined and expressed his deliberate opinion as being " as nice a piece of gold-bearing quartz as ever be saw," turned out to be—only a lump of rock salt.