And gently murmurs, “Oh, pardon me!
“I did not catch your remark, because
I was so entranced with that charming vaws!”
Dies erit prægelida
Sinistra quum Bostonia.
James Jeffrey Roche.
By permission of Life Publishing Company
A Negro preacher addressed his flock with great earnestness on the subject of “Miracles” as follows: “My beloved friends, de greatest of all miracles was ’bout the loaves and fishes. Dey was five thousand loaves and two thousand fishes, and de twelve ’postles had to eat ’em all. De miracle is, dey didn’t bust.”