The Wit and Humor of America, Volume VI

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Marshall Pinckney Wilder. The Wit and Humor of America, Volume VI

GRAINS OF TRUTH

CHAD'S STORY OF THE GOOSE

UNCONSCIOUS HUMOR

UP AND DOWN OLD BRANDYWINE

JONES

THE BEAR STORY

COLONEL CARTER'S STORY OF THE POSTMASTER

LOVE SONNETS OF AN OFFICE BOY

MR. DOOLEY ON THE GAME OF FOOTBALL

THE FAIRPORT ART MUSEUM

THE BALLAD OF GRIZZLY GULCH1

MY PHILOSOFY

THE SOCIETY UPON THE STANISLAUS

LOST CHORDS

THOUGHTS FER THE DISCURAGED FARMER

THE MODERN FARMER2

THE APOSTASY OF WILLIAM DODGE

SO WAGS THE WORLD

THE PAINTERMINE3

THE ADVERTISER

THE FAMOUS MULLIGAN BALL

THE GENIAL IDIOT DISCUSSES THE MUSIC CURE

THE OCTOPUSSYCAT4

THE BOOK-CANVASSER

HER VALENTINE

THE WELSH RABBITTERN5

COMIC MISERIES

THE MERCHANT AND THE BOOK-AGENT

THE COQUETTE

A SPRING FEELING

WASTED OPPORTUNITIES6

THE WEDDIN'

THE THOMPSON STREET POKER CLUB

THE BUMBLEBEAVER7

AFTER THE FUNERAL

CASEY AT THE BAT

THE MARTYRDOM OF MR. STEVENS8

THE WILD BOARDER9

DE GRADUAL COMMENCE

ABOU BEN BUTLER

LATTER-DAY WARNINGS

IT PAYS TO BE HAPPY10

JAMES AND REGINALD

BANTY TIM

EVENING

THE OLD SETTLER

VERRE DEFINITE

THE TALKING HORSE

THE OWL-CRITIC

THE MOSQUITO

"TIDDLE-IDDLE-IDDLE-IDDLE-BUM! BUM!"

MY FIRST CIGAR

SHONNY SCHWARTZ

A BULLY BOAT AND A BRAG CAPTAIN

WHEN THE ALLEGASH DRIVE GOES THROUGH

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I nodded my head, and Chad closed the door softly, taking with him a small cup and saucer, and returning in a few minutes followed by that most delicious of all aromas, the savory steam of boiling coffee.

"My Marsa John," he continued, filling the cup with the smoking beverage, "never drank nuffin' but tea, eben at de big dinners when all de gemmen had coffee in de little cups—dat's one ob 'em you's drinkin' out ob now; dey ain't mo' dan fo' on 'em left. Old marsa would have his pot ob tea: Henny use' ter make it for him; makes it now for Miss Nancy.

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"That's a horrible cold of yours, Cabby," I said as we stopped at the bishop's door and I handed him up a dollar bill. "That's just the kind of a cold that makes graveyards hum!"

"I can't shake it off, sir," he said despondently. "Try what I can, and it's never no use!"

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