The Moral Sentiment


  A PUGILIST met the Moral Sentiment of the Community, who was 
carrying a hat-box.  "What have you in the hat-box, my friend?" 
inquired the Pugilist.

  "A new frown," was the answer.  "I am bringing it from the frownery 
- the one over there with the gilded steeple."

  "And what are you going to do with the nice new frown?" the 
Pugilist asked.

  "Put down pugilism - if I have to wear it night and day," said the 
Moral Sentiment of the Community, sternly.

  "That's right," said the Pugilist, "that is right, my good friend; 
if pugilism had been put down yesterday, I wouldn't have this kind 
of Nose to-day.  I had a rattling hot fight last evening with - "

  "Is that so?" cried the Moral Sentiment of the Community, with 
sudden animation.  "Which licked?  Sit down here on the hat-box and 
tell me all about it!"