Rensselaer Republican, Volume 26, Number 24, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 February 1894 — OUR PLEASURE CLUB. [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

OUR PLEASURE CLUB.

“Willie has a terrible cold in his chest.” “Dear me! How did he catch it?” “Went out one day without his chrysanthemum. Agent—The janitor will supply you with coal. Mr. Flathouse —Jumping Jupiter! What an innovation. Everywhere else I have always supplied the janitor. A letter written with one'sr own hand in considered more respectful and courteous than any other, Bishop Harrington, whose handwriting is execrable, wrote to a correspondent: “Out of respect I write to you with my own hand, but to facilitate the reading I send on a copy made by my amanuensis." PRETTILY PUT.

Priscilla —How do you think my hands look in these inousquetaire gloves? Prunell—Oh, immense.—Truth. “Dr. Blunder is building up quite a large business, isn’t he?" “Dear me, yes; the undertaker is busy night and day.” Ada—So Laura is engaged to Will Hazel. Elsie —Oh, it’s perfectly awful the wav she chased him up. Ada —Why yes; I had no idea she could run faster than you. “Is Mrs. Youngly really several years older than her husband?" She —Well, I should say not; she was only five years older when they were married six years ago. “Is Smith really going to practice law out in Arizona?” “I should think so; he sold his library and bought half a dozen re■Jiolgprg AN AWFUL THOUGHT.

“I say, Jim, if dad’s hand was as big as that how we’d have to suffer. —Life. Slie—The refreshments are all ruined and the flowers haven’t arrived. What shall we do? He —I’ll ask Mr. Longtalk to tell the guests what he saw at the Fair. (Twenty minutes later) —What did they say when He— Good-night. “I've lost my heart," he whispered. Gazing at tier lovely eyes: Bnt fie maiden coldly answered, “Why don’t you advertise("■ Tom—When a man has done a f'ood thing there’s no harm in doing t over again! - Uncle Dick —I should say not, Tom—Well, you got me to sign the pledge a week or two ago. Uncle Dick—Yes. Tom—Well, I have concluded ts resign it. The world will never be entirely satisfactory until some woman whs bdieves in wearing one dress until it is worn out becomes a leader in fashion. “Insured, sir?” asked the agent as he coat-buttoned Tromley on the stieet. “No, sir," said Tromley. “We move so often there isn’t a fire that could overtake us." “Then," remarked the agent, briskly, “we will insure you against the friction.” AT THE MUBF.TJM.

The Human Elephant—Say, the india rubber mart got full last night. The Double Headed Man —What did they do to him? The Human Elephant—-Bounoed him. —Life.