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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 21, 1913, NOON EDITION, Image 19

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Jt was a sad day for Mra. Mullett.
The feat of her family now was mar-
ttI mn4 4 Via nAAV V?? 1o1t Via A tVlA
J dismal nroBDect of livinR henceforth
all alone.
The vicar was duly sympathetic
when he eaJIed'to see her some few
days after the wedding.
"You must feel very lonely now
adays, Mrs. Mullett," he remarked,
"especially Beeing that hi the past
you've had so many children to J
brighten your home
frs, Mtiilett sighed.
"Yep, sir," she replied 'at last. "I
tfo feel lonely sometimes. One day,
you Know", I misses ''emand the next
day I grants 'em. But, all Said and
done. -L think t misses 'em more
4 than I wants temJ-
Switzerland exported $17,773,34
of machinery in 1012, including $3,-
28e,00a of eleotric oynamos, wnicn
vent chiefly to France and Germany,
fat had; just Snlshgd chppffng the
sticks for the good Tady, and she,
pepevdlent soul, had asked him
whether he. would prefer a cup of
tea or a drop of whisky.
" "Sure J'lJ he akin' a drop of t&e
cratnr, if ye don't mind," said Pat
go she brought him a glass of
whisky and water.
Pat tasted and seemed not very
well pleased,
"Beggin' your pardon, mum, and
whjch did ye be after pnttjn' in the
glass first, the whisky or the water?"
"The whisky flrtt, of course, which
is. proper," she replied.
"Oh, it'll be all right, then. TO fee
comin' to the whisky by and by."
- o o
Jimmie entered the drug store
Tpith a coin clutched tightly in his
"Well, my HtUe man," said the as
sistant, "what can I get for you?"
"Please, I want a thermometer!"
piped Jimmie.
"DJd your mother say what port
of thermometer she wanted?" asked
the shopman.
Jimmie lopked slightly perplexed.
Then 'a bright Idea came into his
"Why, just give me the very big
gest you've got," he replied, "'cos
it's to keep my bedroom warm!"
o o , v j
Little Mary was on the veranda in
the morning sunshine when she saw
a friend of the family approaching
and without waiting t be addressed
she called, "Hello, Mr. Mason, I've
ijad a birthday."
"Why, Mary, Is that so? How old
are you?"
"Four years old," she told him.
"I wonder, now, what I'd better do
to yoq?"' Mr. Mason pondered, and
waB amused at the reply that came
very positively.
"You can't. I'm sitting on it."
July Woman's Home Companion.
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