ri!fj!jrvirS5k mp - ll . I (teHaalFCAIRWef J 4 U X Vess. it iLAU f VWW" tJO OROt . 'P D"55 tCTTERFOR ME? 1 Is J V 1DC5NTPEEUUKE . -h .V eET-pMoarr. y LIGHT LITERATURE Perkins was a merchant 'a pros perous merchant, whose life was very valuable, and who, therfore, when laid low by typhoid fever, was nursed with the utmost care and strictness. Thanks to his treatment, however, Perkins' life was saved, and soon the patient passed from the out-of-dan-ger stage to the convalescent stage, until at last came the day when the nurse told him he might now begin to partake of solid nourishment Delightful visions of a modest re past occupied the sufferer's mind an,egg, maybe, some toast, and per haps a little custard. But these hopes fact crushed completely. The solid rnourtBhment, as brought by the nurse, consisted of only two table spoonfuls of tapioca pudding. , - "And (he doctor says that for a day or two you must do everything in e same proportion, enjoined the moments -later, a. frantic ringing of the bell brought her running back again. "What is the matter? ' sh$ in quired. "Nurse," gasped Perkins excitedly, "bring me a postage stamp. I want to do a little reading!" TAKING NO RISKS "Good-morning, Mr. Isaacs!" re marked the insurance--office clerk - Mr. Isaacs felt alarmed. "Vot's the madder?" be inquired. "My premium's paid, ain't it?" v "Oh, yes; that's all right," said the visitor. "I've merely called to show you these fire extinguishers." Mr. Isaacs laughed. "Fire extinguisliers!" he exclaim ed. "They're no good to me, my boyf If I'm burnt out, you've got to pay me." - . "Yes, yes, Mr. Isaacs " replied; the clerk; "butthe point is If you keep these extbguishers-tt-your premises my companyHaDows you sixty per cent off your premium." "Sixty per schent!" gasped Isaacs. (,Ah, my boy; nowvyou talk bizness!"1 And a moment later Isaacs, too, was talking business. So much so, in fact, that when Solomons called at his office next day he found the place literally strewn with bottles. "Vot are you up to, old man?" ask ed Solomons. "Opening a chemist's shop, eh?" "No," said Isaacs. Then he ex plained the nature of his previous day's transaction. "But what dp 'they put in the bot tles?1' asked Solomons. - "Ah," said Isaacs, i'I dunno vat vas in 'em vhen they came, but they're full of petroleum now!" o o ' HELPING HIM, OUT "Speech fails me, Miss Edith. How can I tell you my love?" "Well, for a mere dollar you could use the long-distance 'phone fox Mr nurse." ' ., Tb.en,she leit tbejroont-."J5ufc.aiewi .Jeenmlnjt.esyoutoQ.wl "