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I, MISS PlLLPlckLES. HEPP ise.
A FAHORAMA OP B5WnCHIN6 CHABM
rictnu cjt BER3SB U6 LIKE
WILLIE .WONT PLAY IT AGAIN!
t Saturday evening Willie arrived
'Kf&oma "with his. new suit, looking as
though he had passed through a seri
ous attack of trouble, duringthe aft
enioon.' It was entirely riddled with sma.ll
holes, which had evidently been, cut
-auwith great care. His long-suffering
mother wept' when she beheld the
ghasly condition of his new "rig-
- "Oh, Willie, what have they been
doing to you now?" she wailed.
' ''Nothing," said Willie ; "only we've
f "But -what has that got' to do with
.All.thosohoes'that have ruined your
-yftf weu, you. see,, motner, we
'were playing grocery store"
H& "Wall, go on, 'Willie." - .
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PBACTJCAL ILLUSTRATION "-
Shamus 6'Eiley had just been in
troduced, foribe first time in his life,
to a circular saw, and the foreman
of the sawmills, after giving him the
necessary orders, left Shamus to his
Shamus was vastly interested in
the buzzing blade, and, his curiosity
getting the better of his discretion,
soon found himself minus a finger.
As he sat disconsolately mopping
the blood from his hand the foreman
"Hello, my Juan, what's up -with
you?" he cried.
"What's up wid me, is it? Am not
I after losin' a finger?" replied Bham
us in great, and excusable, indigna
tion. ' .
The foreman frowned.
"And how on earth did you man
age that?" he asked angrily.
Shamus shook his head;
"Sure, and I don't know! I just
touched, the blessed thing like this
wxa my nnger, wnen je janers,
there's another one gone!"
PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT )
Mr. Skruge was very angry.
He eyed his wife with the pained
expression of a manwho find$ that
he is not appreciated.
His wife, as UBual, was asking for
"More money!" wailed Mr. Skruge.
"Today is only Thursday, and I gave
you a, whole half dollar on Saturday!
What on 'earth have you done with
''Done with it J'i scoffed .his wife,
v. "Yes!" howled Skruge. "That's
what I said done with it. Here am
I trying to do my duty by you and
the children, but, at this rate, when
I die you'll have" to beg in the streets
for the bare necessities of life!!'
"Well,'" sniffed 'Mrs. Skruge, "I
vshall be a good deal better off than
many poor women who have to start
begging, You see, I'm getting plenty
pf practice now!"
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