A Trifle Mixed
One of the most reverend ministers who is not away on a vacation went to cali the other day on one of his most esteemed parishioners. The lady, who is a very devout person, has a little iaughter of the lisping age, to whom she has patiently taught a number of pious little hymns. When the minister called Dotty was in the nurserv being beguiled by the nurse maid from i crying fit by the recital of "Mother Joose" melodies. Her mother sent for her, and when the child had been orought into the drawing room she was made to give her unwilling hand to the minister, and finally was coaxed to say some of her little hymns that Jiamma had taught her. Dotty thought i moment and began: Yentle Yethus, Meet and mild- Have you any wool? The nurse caught it later on for ! ng the child's head with moonshino Jf the "B-a, b-a, black sheep" order.
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