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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 06, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 17

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AIN'T NATURE WONDERFUL!
Fable
(Please take another slant at the
title, then read on.)
Once upon a time there was a
young man who thought It better to
always wear a cheerful grin rather
than a chokem collar and a knock
'em dead tie and he didn't shine up
his hair with lard. He was very cour
teous to patrons and always said in
a pleasing way, "How many,
please9" "Two 50-cent ones? Yes,
sir, thank you." "Now I'll see what I
can do for you, let's see, yep, here's
two I think will suit you fine, yes,'
sir Ha! ha! I think you'll like them,
thank you!" "One quarter, center,
yes, I have one left, thank you. Two
for to-morrow afternoon? Yes,
madam, here's two very good ones
I think you'll like very much, thank
you!"
Now take another look at the title.
All right.
It was a box office man.
TO THE RIGHT PLACE
A pawnbroken was rudely awak
ened in the middle of the night by a
furious knocking at bis front door.
Much frightened, he opened the win
dow and looked out.
"Wh-wh-what's the matter?" he
asked.
"Come down!" demanded the
stranger.
"Who are "
"Come down!" interrupted the
other.
The pawnbroker hastened down
stairs and peeped around the door.
"Now, sir," he demanded.
"I wan'sh to know the time," said
the bibulous one.
"You infernal rascal! Do you mean
to say you woke me up for that?
How dare you!"
The midnight visitor looked in
jured. "Well, you've got my watch."
Everybody's
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an insignificant worm!"
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your father in that way?" her moth
er inquired reproachfully.
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