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Judge Our Bpeed limit here is 30
miles an hour and you were going 50.
Have you anything to say for your
self? Prisoner' You see, judge, I was
carrying some dynamite in that car
judge Discharged, and, by special
dispensation, the speed limit in this
borough is raised for the next quarter
of an hour to a thousand miles a min-
No doubt the doctor spoke rashly.
An inquisitive niece, seeing- him re
turn from the funeral of a wealthy
patient, innocently inquired:
"Uncle Tom, do you attend the
-funerals of all your patients who
"Good heavens, no," said the doc
tor. "Do you thing I have nothing
to do but to go to funerals?"
NOT SO SURE
"There's one thing about cubists.'
and futurists' art," said Don Marquis',
"for which I am thankful. Its prac
titioners do not paint sheep."
"I don't know about that, Don,"
said Bildad. "I saw a Cubist impres
sion of a trolley car once and it
looked more like a sheep than any
thing else in the whole animal king
dom." New York Times.
Ella Plagg Young tells of once in
structing a class in physiology. The
subject was the liver.
"Yes, teacher," answered one
youthful student," I know where my
liver is, but I don't know where my
"Can you come to the jeweler's
with me tomorrow, dearest? I'd like
you to choose the ring yourself."
"In that case perhaps you'd better
save up a little longer, darling'
Too many pessimists persist in
condensing the milk of human kind
Delia I'm in bad luck. I need mo
ney badly, but I haven't the least idea
where I can get it
Ella I'm glad to hear that I
thought possibly you had anidea.yc
could borrow' it from, me
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