He Knew Him
AN eminent divine of Louisville, Kentucky, who is the grandfather of a very bright and interesting little boy named George, aged about three years, had been in the habit of romping and playing hide-and-seek with him. One Sunday morning George's mother thought she would take him to church with her for the first time.
They were ushered to a seat well up in front, and all went nicely until the divine, dressed in his clerical gown, stepped out and began the service. As soon as he started speaking the little fellow's eyes began to open widely with a very puzzled expression. Suddenly a broad smile swept over his chubby face, and leaning eagerly forward and shaking his tiny fist at his grandpa, he cried, "Oh! 'oo brack rascal, turn down here and take off dem c'ose; I know 'oo."
Arthur K. Lord.
A Misunderstanding
A LITTLE girl of five had been at a party, and on her return told her mother that she had upset a cup of tea.
"Oh, Kitty," exclaimed her mother, "what made you do that?"
"The debbil," answered Kitty.
"But why did you listen to him?"
"I fought it was God talkin' to me," said Kitty; and after such an excuse what further fault could her mother find!
G. R.
The Literary Pig
"WHAT is your occupation, sir?"
Inquired the census-taker then.
And the pig replied with conscious pride,
"I get my living by my pen."
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A New Discovery
A Double Misfortune
KITTY, aged five, was walking with her mother one day, when, for the first time, she saw twins, little girls rather younger than herself. It happened that they were particularly plain children, a fact which struck Kitty forcibly, for she exclaimed:
"Oh! look mamma! Two little girls, and one is just as bad as the other!"
G. Robinson.
