Democratic Sentinel, Volume 13, Number 30, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 August 1889 — He Didn’t Talk Shop. [ARTICLE]

He Didn’t Talk Shop.

“What is your occupation, Mr. Wagner ?” asked the landlady of the new boarder. “I am the funny man on the Sunday Bugle,” was his reply. “It would be just as well, I suppose,” said the good woman, “to show you our rules before you engage board with us permanently.” And she handed him a card on which were printed the following : “1. When spring chicken is brought to the tableno reference to car-springs, the spring Noah went on an excursion, etc., will be permitted. “2. Any boarder who indulges in wild hilarity on finding a bean in his soup will be instantly expelled. “3. Remarks upon the cheapness of corrosive sublimate are prohibited, especially at the breakfast table.” The young man scanned the “rules” carefully and cheerfully remarked, “Oh, that’s all right, Mrs. Hashcroft. I never do talk shop.”— Terre Haute Express.

This is the age of wonders, and the average American citizen is no longer surprised at anything. If you want to experience that sensation, however, just write to B. F. Johnson & Co.. 10119 Main St., Richmond, Va., and hear what they have got to sav of the success of some of their agents. They have got the goods that sell, and any one out of employment will consult their own interests by applying to them. Thebe is in existence a curious class of knives, of the sixteenth century, the blades of which have on one side the musical notes to the benediction of the table, or grace before meat, and on Ihe other side the grace after meat. The set of these knives usually consisted of four. They were kept in an upright case of stamped leather, and were placed before the singer. You don’t have to take our word for the good quality of Dobbins’ Electric Soap. Just get one Oar ot your grocer, and let it tell you its own story next Jfoztdatz, and be go'y-rned by that, good or bad. Another American product in a foreign market —Hay sent to Russia.