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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, August 04, 1913, Image 17

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AND MEN MUST TOIL,
. The day was hot, the hour rapidly
.approaching closing time, and the
(salesman thoroughly worn out and
lired.
Still .hn whs a erind fwlfiRrrmn. and
fthe customer before him a lady
faultlessly attired in next year's fash
ions had all the appearance of being
a really good patron.
Cheerfully, therefore, he unrolled
and re-rolled piece after piece of
jnoleum for her inspection. But all
-to no purpose. Nothing, it seemed,
could satisfy her hypercritical taste.
"I'm extremely sorry, madam,"
said the salesman, "but I'm afraid
I've shown you all the linoleums I
have in stock. Qf course, I can get
(some more up from our factory; and
lilf you care to call again tomorrow "
b "Yes," broke in the customer, "per-
xupo x u uciid leave 11. at lutiL. ivu
see. I want (mite a small deaien
jf something suitable for the floor of a
canary's cage!
IMr- -
159 VEN A HILARIOUS
DOUBLE BIFF CLOSES DER
PIOT OP PLEASURE
19
VALUE FOR ALMS
That noisy, rackety hour when
James Willie came home to his mid
day meal was in progress, and J. W.'a
mother longed to hear the school-bell
clang forth its summons for tha
afternoon.
"Ma," called that young hopeful
excitedly, "do give me a penny for a
poor man who's crying outside our
door!"
Ma was visibly touched. Such
deep-seated sympathy from her
usually errant son struck a new
note a note that twanged warmlj
on the cords of her womanly heart.
"Oh, you dear, kind boy!" said ma,
kissing her offspring tenderly, and
fishing in her housekeeping purse at
the same time. "Of course I'll give
you a penny! No, I'll make it two
jhdeed I will!"
1 Two nimble coppers were about to
change hands when another query
tumbled from mother's lips.
"What's the man crying about,
dear?" she inquired pathetically, -
" 'Fine ripe gooseberries,' mother!"
came the answer.
But there was no response, and the
coppers tumbled back among tn;
fellows in the purse.
o o
ONLY JOKING
Johnny was rather apprehensively
awaiting his father's return from
business. He had a curious little feel
ing that more would be heard about
the broken panes of glass in old
Grime'B glasshouses. .
"Take off your coat, my son, and
come along with me!" said pa, after
he had rested from dinner.
"You're not going to give me a
hiding, are you, pa?" inquired young
hopeful, with a nervous gulp.
"Didn't I tell you this morning that
I would settle with you for your bad
behavior when I came home?" quer
ied father.
"Yes," said Johnny hopefully; "but
I thought you were only joking, like
when jou told the grocer you wouM
settle with him."
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