Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume], April 27, 1907, Image 6

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', .lack—Yes we really should have, a
national flower. What would you sug
gest?
Grace (coyly,)—Really, I think the
blossom would be nice.
Flrst Farmer:
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NO MORE DEATH RATE.
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Doctor—All right, my fine fellow, I'll
fuin you for this.
Undertaker—What are ygu going: to
REVERSE THIS PICTURE TO SEE HIM CHEER UP.
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FAR WORSE.
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Johnnie—Tour friend Dolly Sparkle
won't' speak to Katie.
Phyllis—Why—professional jealousy?
Johnnie—No, woi'se than that! Ama
teur jealousy!
THE CRITICS.
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"They tell me that artist chap who was up here last year got $80 for his picture «f the old house."
Second Farmer: "Go along with you, Mr. Stubbs. Why, the house itself ain't worth it!"
Realistic.
Miss Poetic
in
Lumps of ice float
ing on a green sea.
Mr. Lover—How
glorious! All need
ed to complete the
drink would be a
straw.
An Insinuation.
Arthur—I killed
a bear during my
hunting trip in
Montana.
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How far did he
chase you before
he dropped?
Mean of Him.'
She—She's a hor
rid flirt.
He Attractive
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THE OTTUMWA COURIER.
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Armand (who has just proposed): "Pore liddle honey, yo' looks blue! I's fraid yo's cold."
Pauline: "Dat ain't oold, Gawge dat's blushes!"
MEAN OF HER.
He—Miss Pinklelgh certainly has a
splendid complexion.
She—Yes, and the mean thing won't
tell me what brand sho uses.
CONVENIENT.
The doctrine of heredity
Makes pleasant contemplation.
It lets us blapie our faults upon
Some other generation.
NEW HUNTING DEVICE.
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Boy: "Are you waitin' ter see de editor, too, sir?"
Man: "Yes. I've business with him."
He—Sometimes my thoughts come to
me like lightning.
She—What a shame they don't stay
long enough so you could occasionally
make a note of them!
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Boy. Would yer be kind enuf ter tell him w'en yer go in dat de undertaker downstairs w'at's jist loaned him
his gun fergot ter tell 'im it wuz a hair trigger?"
Double.
"Apparently you
don't admire Miss
Scream."
"No I don't like
her airs."
"What airs?"
"Those she sings
and those she
wears."
The Multitude.
Every one Is
buying it.
Of course. Do
we not advertise
it as not appeal
ing to the multi
tude \y
Quick Lunch Hour
Pete What is
your lunch hour?
Fred. Between
sil2 o'clock and five
AlBiinutes after.
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TO BE SURE.
"So you consider your husband a man of rare good taste and superior
judgment, do you?"
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"Certainly. Otherwise he wouldn't have married me." VftI,l&Aly:~£$
POSITIVELY CRUEL. NOTHING GAINED.
DIDN'T WAIT TO SEE HIM. .. wsa
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Blinks, (after the dispute)—Well, you
ain't two faced anyway. ...
Squints—Yer admit that then?
Blinks—Yes! If you'd got ariothet -s i!
you'd have left that one at home.
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NO EXCUSE FOR IT.
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Wlfey—Do you know that I never re
.member seeing a baldheaded tramp?
Hubby—Of course you didn't, mj
dear. Tramps as« never martled.
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