THAT ARTFUL WAY
"Excuse me, sir," said the well
dressed stranger, as he stepped in
side the door, "is this Mr. Smart's
office?" , -
"No," replied the man at the
desk rather angrily. "His office is
upstairs, on the floor above."
"Much obliged!" muttered the
stranger as he withdrew.
But he was artful, was, thaff
stranger, for he left the door wide
Then it was that the gentleman
at the desk became angrier still.
"Hi!" he called. "Come back
and close my door! Hi, d-o-o-rl"
The artful one returned. From
a bag he produced a mechanical
appliance. Upon his face there sat
a pleasant smile.
"Allow me, sir, to show you my
patent double-action door spring.
Close the door without a bang.
Absolutely the very latest and
best. Warranted for ninety-nine
The dodge worked when the
artful man had talked a little
WHEN NERVES FAILED
Eleven o'clock was the hour,
and the lady was both tired and
bored. He was paying his ad
dresses to her, but she was not
very' sweet on him, arid yet she
did not know how to dispose of
him kindly and gently.
Half an hour later he was still
rambling on, and then he turned
to that ever-effervescent subject,
"Yes, Miss Mollie," he said. "I
know I'm not well. Seldom, in
deed, dp I feej myself. It's only
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my nerve that keeps me up at all."
She was a nice girl, but she
couldn't resist the temptation. It
was too, too much.
'Oh," she said meekly "that's;
funny! That'fc what's keeping me,
Then he departed slowly, sadly,
for ever and a day.
"Hello!" exclaimedan anxious
guardian to his niece, as he en
tered the parlor and saw her on
the sofa in the arms oa man who
had just popped the question and
sealed it with a kiss. "What is
the time of the day now?" "I
should say it was about half past
twelve," was thecool reply. "I
see you are almost one,"
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