GOSSIP

A gossip is a person who syndicates his conversation.--_Dick Dickinson_.





Gossips are the spies of life.





"However did you reconcile Adele and Mary?"



"I gave them a choice bit of gossip and asked them not to repeat it to

each other."





The seven-year-old daughter of a prominent suburban resident is, the

neighbors say, a precoc ous youngster; at all events, she knows the ways

of the world.



Her mother had occasion to punish her one day last week for a

particularly mischievous prank, and after she had talked it over very

solemnly sent the little girl up to her room.



An hour later the mother went upstairs. The child was sitting

complacently on the window seat, looking out at the other children.



"Well, little girl," the mother began, "did you tell God all about how

naughty you'd been?"



The youngster shook her head, emphatically. "Guess I didn't," she

gurgled; "why, it'd be all over heaven in no time."





Get a gossip wound up and she will run somebody down.--_Life_.





"Papa, mamma says that one-half the world doesn't know how the other

half lives."



"Well, she shouldn't blame herself, dear, it isn't her fault."





It is only national history that "repeats itself." Your private history

is repeated by the neighbors.





"You're a terrible scandal-monger, Linkum," said Jorrocks.



"Why in thunder don't you make it a rule to tell only half what you

hear?"



"That's what I do do," said Linkum. "Only I tell the spicy half."





"What," asked the Sunday-school teacher, "is meant by bearing false

witness against one's neighbor?"



"It's telling falsehoods about them," said the one small maid.



"Partly right and partly wrong," said the teacher.



"I know," said another little girl, holding her hand high in the air.

"It's when nobody did anything and somebody went and told about

it."--_H.R. Bennett_.





MAUD--"That story you told about Alice isn't worth repeating."



KATE--"It's young yet; give it time."





SON--"Why do people say 'Dame Gossip'?"



FATHER--"Because they are too polite to leave off the 'e.'"





I cannot tell how the truth may be;

I say the tale as 'twas said to me.





Never tell evil of a man, if you do not know it for a certainty, and if

you do know it for a certainty, then ask yourself, "Why should I tell

it?"--_Lavater_.