Tit Bits and Twaddle

Observer, Volume XI, Issue 707, 16 July 1892, Page 4

Tit Bits and Twaddle

They say Editor Berry is remem- • bering Salisbury in his prayers. Perhaps that accounts for the large loss of Conservative seats. 'A, fellow feeling makes us wondrous bind, 1 said W. F. Buckland, as he rose to put in a word in the House for the brazen book-fiend. _ 1 Who is Mr Farrell ?' asked Valuer Fraser, in the Assessment Court the other day. ' I never heard of any such person.' Everyone knows Farrell, but who on earth knew Fraser till the Government picked him up ? , ' A Pilgrim of the Night ' has a word to say in the Herald on. the Free Public Library hours. The trouble is that there is too much provision there already for pilgrims of the night. Some of them will be content with nothing short of free sleeping -quarters and free rations. Two little girls, the eldest being about six years old, entered a confectionery shop in Napier. ' What can I do for you?' asked the attendant. 'If you please,' said the larger of the two, ' just give that little child (pointing to the four-year-old) a pennyworth ' of lollies.' Saply — I have' a dreadful toothache, Miss Mabel. Are you ever troubled with that ailment? Miss Mabel (blushing deeply)— No, indeed. Mabel's Little Sister (aged 5) —You wouldn't either, Mr Saply, if you took your teeth 'out like sister Mabel does. A correspondent, ' evidently a lady, writes ; — Who was the country young lady who rushed the Star reporter at Snazelle the other night? Blest if we know, though, apart from the married men, the Star has some very handsome reporters on its staff now. But still we don't see why she should rush him, unless it was for his free pass. The arrival" of twins at a certain establishment the other day caused a decided sensation, and the sister of the yoirag mother was so impressed. by the unexpected honour of being aunt to two that she lost her wits completely. The girls tell this story of her absence of mind : She went to the post-office and asked fov stamps. ' The affable young man said: 'How many?' She answered : Two,' and when he asked, ' What kind ?' she responded : ' A boy and a girl.' Then, realising what she had said, she fled in utter dismay.