Next boy—­Who are the most successful artists among politicians?

Carpet-baggers.

What is the art now called in the South?

Black art.

Why?

Because the leading artists there are of an off color.

JOHN SMITH, have you finished your example?

Yes, sir.

When will that Democrat be admitted, if the session ends at 8 P.M. on the 4th of July?

At 5 minutes after 8 on that day.

THOMAS BROWN, what is your answer?  When will that Republican be admitted?

At 5 minutes after 8 P.M. on the 4th of July.

Both correct.  That proves that politics have been reduced to a fine art. 
The class is dismissed.

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BOSTON FIRST.

Even in the matter of earthquakes the proverbial superiority of Boston to all other places, as a centre, has just been proved.  A writer in the Evening Post, discussing the comparative phenomena of the late earthquake at various points, says:—­

“Allowing seven and a half minutes for difference of local time, the shock was two minutes earlier at Boston than at New Haven.  This implies that Boston was nearer to the centre of disturbance than New Haven.”

Further developments will doubtless show that Boston was ahead not of New Haven only, in the enjoyment of the refreshing young cataclasm referred to, but was the absolute “Hub” from which it radiated, and therefore ahead of all the rest of creation in regard of earthquakes as everything else.  Property has already gone up to a tremendous figure at Boston, owing to the multifarious fascinations of the place; but the greatest chance folks there ever had to “pile it on” is the admission of the earthquake as a “Boston notion.”

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From the Seat of War.

What were the Francs-Tireurs before they were organized?

They wear leather gaiters.

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Republicans.

It would be dangerous to elect the two leading Republican candidates. 
They must have monarchical ideas, inasmuch as they both come from Kings.

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[Illustration:  DEVOTION TO SCIENCE.

Mamma. “AH YOU CRUEL, CRUEL BOY, HOW COULD YOU FRIGHTEN YOUR DEAR LITTLE SISTER SO?”

The Incorrigible. “I—­I ONLY WANTED TO SEE IF HER HAIR WOULD TURN WHITE.”]

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An Advertising Parson.

There is nothing like judicious advertising—­at least, we have been told this often enough to believe it.  So thinks a Pennsylvania parson, who advertises himself in a newspaper as follows:—­

“Cupid and Hymen.  The little brown cottage at Cambridge, Pa., is the place to call to have the marriage-knot promptly and strongly tied.  Inquire for Rev. S. J. Whitcomb.”