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Thames Star, Volume VI, Issue 1821, 3 November 1874, Page 2

Ladies should never indulge in anticipation, for we all know how objectionable a woman is who looks forward. The Danbury Eews says that JLandon overflows with courts that seem to commence nowhere and end somewhere near ♦here. Astonished. — " Three and sixpence per gal?" exclaimed Mrs. Partington looking over the price current."" " Why bless me, what is the world coming to when the gals are valued at only three, and sixpence ? "

A Philanthropist Imposed Upok.— One summer's evening, during a visit to Salem, the lato Mr. Peabody was sitting alone by an open parlour window. The room within was lighted, the street without was dark, so that, while his form was plainly recognisable by anybody passing, he could not tec what was outside. A party of young men stopped in front of the house, and began to call for " Peabody ! " " Peabody ! " " George Peabody ! " (Supposing, very naturally, that the two townsmen wished to pay their respects or hear a speech, he came forward, when a voice rose out of the darkness, "Say, Peabody—hie—give us a thousand dollars—hie." Mr. Peabody shut the window very suddenly, and did not make a speech. .

Juvenile Banking.—Jem had offered Tom threepence for his bag of white alleys and striped taws and Tom, after chaffering, had consented to trade. But the operation must be a cash one—money down, and no credit. This was eventually conceded as the basis of the bargain, and Jem held out his hand for the marbles. " Money first," said Tom. " Marbles i first," said Jem. " D'ye think I mean to cheat ye, say? 1' exclaimed Tom, indignantly. "Don't know," replied Jem. " Ticklish, times these. Don't know whom to trust, nor for hew long now-a-days." " Well, then," said Tom, " there's Sam, there. You give him your money, and I'll give him my bag of marbles, and when he's got' em both I'll tell him to give you the marbles, and you'll tell him to give me the threepence, and that'll be all right." " Agreed," said Jem, and " agreed," said Sam, and the deposits were made. "Now, handover," said both thft traders in a breath. But judge of their horror when Sam, pocketing both money and marbles, took to his heels, his head over his shoulders, exclaiming to the astonished depositors, "special payment suspended ! " Perhaps there wasn't a '• run" on that bank. —American paper.