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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 14, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 17

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A HAPPY POSSIBILITY
"Let's drop Into this restaurant"
"I .don't believe I cara to eat nv.
hing."
- "Well, come In and get a new Jiat
for your old one. anyway."
GOOD NIGHT
.. Lingerlong Shall 'I be keeping
you up too late If I stay until your
clock strikes eleven?
Miss Weereieh I'm afraid bo? it. 1r
Lnot a striking clock.
HIS FAILING
S "Does your husband run after the
wuinei :
"Yes. He's been a cook-chaser for
fcyears," said' Mrs. Suburbs, compos-
s o o
A MILITANT
"Why did Kate refuse at the party
-to sing 'All That I Want Is Loye'?"
: "She refused because it wouldn't
be true; she wants the vote also." " .
Little Bobby's father was a doctor
and Bobby liked nothing better than
to take his father's case in one hand,
his overcoat Iri the other, and go
down the street for a block or two to
some Imaginary patient One win
ter's day when he started out he for
got to close the door.
"Bobby," called mother's voice,
sweetly, "please close the door." But
Bobby was uva hurry and went on.
"Robert," came father's sterner
voice, "close that door."
Bobby returned and closed the
door. Some time later he came in
quietly, put up the case and overcoat
and started upstairs.
"Bobby," said mother, Ingratiating
ly, "how's your patient?"
"Dead," was the laconic answer.
"Gone dead while I was shutting that
old itoor," Everybody's.
0 O :
THE BRUTE!
- A suffraget meeting was in prog-?
ress. Among the speakers of the
evening was a tall, thin young wom
an, utterly unattractive in every re
spect During the course of her re
marks she questioned:
"Do I make myself plain?"
"Somebody has, if you haven't,"
came a male voice from the rear of
the ball. Harper's Magazine.
SAY
B'GOU-r R FELLER
CflNT CLIMB THE LRODER
OF SUCCESS ANY
FASTER BY STEPPJN'
OH TH' F1HGERS OF THE
FELj-ERS HE S PflSSlfJ.','
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