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WHY THEY SMILED.
Enter with the ppen street cars
the end Beaters' of porcine traits. A
little story apropos. The other day
a man leaped on the running board
of a car and' said to a seated pas
senger: "I see', sir, you have the hog
"Oh, excuse me," was the quick
reply, "I was not aware I had your
seat. I yield it to you," and he slid
along and made room. The new oc
cupant of the "hog" seat blushed
and the passengers smiled audibly.
BEGINS AT THE BOTTOM.
The tall blonde has Mrs, AWaprop
backed off the map when it?qomes
to reckless handling of the king's
"My cousin, Ignatz, has joined the
navy," she confided to her friend.
"Is he a regular sailor?" asked the
"Not yet," replied the tall blonde.
"He is just a submarine, ! guess."
.DEYSAID 1VJASS Tbo
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n. y., Friday. why is it that a bride
always looks as chipper as can be,
while the bridegrutne is sutch a
nuthing seams to take all the jinjer
out of a feller like gitting married.
. i had to laff at a storey i herd the
other day about a funny crack a guy
made that was gitting hitched up
over in brooklin
this duck had wiggled along until
the age of 32 or thereabouts wihout
anv dame being able to land him.
then an artless young thing of
praps 27 yeres sniped him from be
hind a rubber plant, and it was good
nite to single blessedness for that
well, the fatal day arrived, and the
jJreecher was grouped in front of the
floral display, and the bride was lur
kin around the rear of the premises
with her pa, waiting to begin the
while poor clarence was fidgeting
around sumthing terrible, in the coop
where they had him confined with the
the best man made about 6 efforts
to shove clarence out where the
shackles was to be revitted on, but
sumhow he couldent get him started
clarence kept fumbling around
with his clothes and saying dear me,
and finely the best man hollers,
what's the matter, have you lost the
no, ansers the unfortunate bride
grume, the ring is all rite, but i have
lost my enthoosiasm
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