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Book, page 41 / 56 under his arm; stuck his $00.00 free pass in his hatband, and went home to Nassau street. * * * * * A MARINE MIXTURE. There's many a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip. When the Berton excursionists were taken by the Californians to the Cliff House, Mr. RICE brought out a bottle. Of course the Californians were wide awake for the drawing of the cork. "Whiskey, perhaps!" they murmured, "Brandy, possibly!" they sweetly sighed. "Rum, maybe!" they conjectured. "Schnapps, possibly," they surmised. But when Mr. RICE had drawn the cork, it was discovered that there was nothing in the bottle except a pint of salt water, taken from the Atlantic Ocean, which the bottle holder (as a rare joke) proceeded to empty into the Pacific Ocean, thus making (as he observed) "a literal blending of the waters." Very pretty, indeed; but not the sort of witticism which a dry man would be likely to appreciate--and Californians are sometimes extremely dry! * * * * * POLITICAL ECONOMY. Employing female clerks in the Treasury Department because they will work for small wages. * * * * * A SIMPLE INQUIRY. May not a pretty actress, when playing a page part, appropriately be called a "belle boy"? * * * * * NINETY-NINE IN THE SHADE. A. MIDSUMMER ODE.
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