... painful blunder which I never want to repeat.” *“ May I ask what that er—blunder was ® «Oh, yeu. I mistook a bumble bee for a blackberry.” «Lrer's see,” he mused, as he softly pulled at his ear, “vour name is Johnson, isn’t it?” * Yes, sir.” « You married a ...

... of the briar and thorn hats are too extraoruinary to be described, and the latest are the Bramble ones, with clusters of blackberries in various stsgos of ripeness, which look for ail the world as if ‘the wearer had twisted up a shape for herself out of ...

... case is reported in which a young fellow was severely bitten by one of these vipers under peculiar circumstances. He was blackberrying with a friend. The friend was attacked by a copperhead, which the young lad killed. A few minutes later he was attacked ...

... Carriages ordered as soon as possible. Mabel removed to nursery for instant annihilation. SAM WELLBRISMS. “I've been blackberrying,” as the man remarked when he returned from the funeral of an African potentate. * That's the best thing I've heard for ...

... that gives one so much courage as good reasoms,” says a sailor in “ Monte-Cristo,” | put if reasons were as plentiful as blackberries they would hardly serve to account for the air of courage with which most of the most eminent counsel in England on Monday ...