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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, August 24, 1912, Image 16

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THE LAST RESORT.
A golfing He would go, so he
bought a very complete outfit at
a West Side store and spent sev
eral hours dressing, himself for
the part.
Then he hied himself to the
course and engaged a caddy to
carry his expensive set of clubs.
But he couldn't play golf, The
nearest he could get to hitting the
ball was lifting huge pieces of
turf, which the caddy sternly told
him had to be replaced.
After the seventeenth miss he
lifted a large square of grass, and,
holding it up, looked appealingly
at the caddy.
"What shall I do with this?" he
asked despairingly.
"I dunno, sir," said the caddy
in disgust, "unless you take it
hpme and practice on it!"
ACQUITTED.
Tommy's pa bought him a toy
moose for his birthday. Two days
later the father found the moose
lying in a corner with both eyes
missing.
"My boy," asked the father,
more in sorrow than in anger,
"why have you spoiled that beau
tiful moose by pulling its eyes
out?"
'Didn't!" replied Tommy,
briefly.
"Don't tell untruths," snorted
father, more in anger than sor
row, "or I'll punish you. Why did
you pull the moose's eyes out?"
"Didn't!' repeated Tommy, de
fiantly. Then he hurriedly eluci
dated, as his father reached for
his hickory cane, "I I PUSHED
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NOT SO BAD.
Two old college chums lost
sight of each other for years.
One-day one of them, down on
his luck, wora of face and of
clothes, entered a cheap .eatingJ
house and seated himsejf at a
table..
"Yes sir?" asked the shabby
waiter briskly. ""
The customer looked up, andf
to his amazement, recognized his
old chum.
Great bcott, man! he ex-J
claimed. Fancy you having sunk
to being" a waiter, arid in a place
like this, too !"
The waiter turned up his nose,
"Yes, I am a waiter," he replied
sarcastically,, "but, thank good-
nessX don't eat hereP
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