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el f$|t &- T*S Tho- Resemblanc*. The Fat Artist—I designed my house BO that it would express myself and re mind my artistic friends of me. Have yon noticed It? The Other One—Sure thing! It's a low, rambling shack, with nothing much for an upper story.—Exchange. Chop Susy. Mrs. SnoUlaerly—l'ou said you were dlning with the Lees? Are they re lated to- the Lees of Virginia? Mr. Pfresell—No'mj.the Hop Lees of Hongkong.—New York GlobR JUST KIDS. An eastern school principal recalls half a dozen "stock school jokes," which he declares are undoubtedly known to every man or woman past 38. For instance: The Tennessee, boy who described a volcano as a "mountain where the world busts through." The boy who described a museum as a "dead circus." And 'there's a great many donkeys in the theological gardens.'' A despot is decsribed in histories as a- "ruler to be feared." The boy who writes: "My teacher swatted me with her despot." 'You seem to be better fed than taught," says the teacher to the fat boy. "Yes, ma'am," says he, "but you see I feed myself!" FOOLED 'Effl ALL. One Sunday morning a deacon ob served a boy industriously. fishing. After the lad had landed several he appjroached and said: 'My son, it is very cruel to impale that poor, helpk less beetle upon that sharp hook." Said the boy "Oh, say, mister, this is only an imitation! It ain't a real bug." "Bless me!" replied the deason. 'Why I thought it was a real bug." The boy, lifting a fine string of fish, said: "So did these suckers." A RELIC. "George Washington once dined at this very table," said the proprietor of the .wayside inn proudly 'I see," said the guest, "and you haven't changed the tablecloth since." —New York World A dame with eyes like dreams, Lured on a youh in his 'teens. She copped all his kale—and then set sail ifo, gather ier^ a^new of ,'Wn$.'' registers. it a UP TO HIM Hubby—Mary, I fear we'll have ts cut down expenses. Wlfle—The only points I see where we can cut down are your cigars, clothes, clubs, etc. THIS IS A BUSINESS AGE She—Want to be my partner? He—How much capital can you put tot GOOD REASON FOR IT. A certain employer once offered a prize to the driver who could,-show the best-groomed horse,"the brightest tackle, the cleanest stable, and so forth. One of the men, Timothy by name, seemed certain of this prize, for, after a careful scrutiny, the judge was about to declare him the winner when his eye fell on a cobweb in a dim corner of the mare's stable. Timothy saw the fudge's face change and saw the cause of the change, and spoke up briskly: "I keep that web there, sir, to catch the flies. They way they tor ment the mare is something terrible." THEIR DESTINATIONS. A group of workmen were talking politics, when one of the disputants turned to a friend who had remained silent during the argument. 'Ere, Bill," se said, 'wot's your ojjinion?" "I ain't a-goin' to say/' said' Bill doggedly. 'Me and .Hennery Green thraslied it out once before." "What did you. arrive at?" asked the first. 'Well," saii Bill, "Hennery, 'e ar rjved at the ?orspital As the Humorous Artists Look at Life an' I arrived at the police station.'—Ladies'. Home Journal. ALTERED CIRCUMSTANCES. A young man said to his employer: "Sir, isn't $10 a week rather low for this job?" 'Low for it?", the bid man queried. "Why I started on that very same job back in 1879 at $5 a week, and to day I own this business." "Ah,' :r4kii young man, 'but your employer didn't use cash You dp." -Xop-Nptch. W PfflB Policeman—How can you be tired when you are doing nothing? Beggar—I guesa it's because there is ao much of it to do. DRAWING ATTRACTIONS I Manager of th Bon-Tons—Got a pbny ballet ink your show? Manager of the Blue Belles—No,, but I've got a Percheron leading worn, an and a Clydesdale chorus. NOT TO HIM. The usual crowd was gathered at the New York end of the Brooklyn bridge, waiting for the trolley cars. An elderly lady, red in the face, flus tered and fussy, dug her elbows into convenient ribs, irrespective of own ers. A fat man on her left was the recipient of a particularly vicious jab. She yelled at him, "Say!" He winced slightly and moved to one fe'ide. She, too, sidestepped and. thumped him vigorously on the back. 'Say," she persisted, "does it make any difference Which of these cars I take to Greenwood cemetery?" "Not to me, madam," he answered slipping through an opening in the crowd. LAZY. A tired little boy. sat- on the curb' with.his chin resting on his hands. '.'I wish 1 was rich!" he exclaimed. "What would you do with your money if you were rich?" asked one of his playmatesf'^f'fp^ij^ll^ft"^^ :'I'd buy a gr^at' big ^motor ciar," answered the little chapi, "so I could fly my kite out. of the back of it without "running my legs j»mLess^i|^3|fi "Some men have no hearts," said the tramp. 'I've been a-tellin' that feller I am so dead broke that I have to sleep outdoors. V* "Dicln't that fetch' h5m?"yasic,ed the other. .' "Nawr. He told me he was a-doin* the same thing and had. to pay the doctor for tellinV him to cto it."-^ Xhristian Register A fellow who ate too mudli iTe Got the colic And started to" die JDe sent for tlfp Doc At 11 o'clock, An£ at^l&ha-Wja* f*0 shj^jj HAD TO The Old Man—Did yen over work I* /our life? The Beggar—Once. The Old Man—When was that? The Beggar—When I waa in jaU. She—Of course, ,1'na -not as old -aa Kou think I am.. He-4 hope not—r mefcn -yetr ca*t be—that 1b—how oldareyeat WHERE YOU FOUND IT. The following .episode took place in a country village in the north of England. One morning as a school master was proceeding to his school he saw a penny lying on the ground. Picking it up, he placed -the penny in his pocket, and after the chil dren had assembled inc the school the schoolmaster said: "Has any child lost any money?" After a few mo ments a small boy in the front of the class put upt his hand, y''Well,-Robert, what do you want?" asked- the mas ter. "Please, sir, I lost a penny," replied-the boy. "And where did you lose your penny, Robert?" inquired the master. -'.Please, sir,' where you found it." Robert got the-pennyr A GOOD DEED. A boy scout, as of ^course you know, was supposed to do one good deed each day. 'Wliat good deed did you perform today?" asked a. lady of a Liverpool scout. "Ohj" said the young h^r6, ""mother had only enough castor oil for one dose, so I let my sister take it!" *. "Wiat ..v HIS MILD REQUEST* "My dear," he began mildly. "Well?" she snapped, 'I don't mind your borrowing my Panama hat. But when you return it ptease remove^ the-veil-and the hat pins. I don't care to -wear such .equipment, downtown again VCf 1 CONFUSED '.Sd vwm' n'-Q .NOT SO E/ISY. si -j, wag all dem gwines-on at yo' residence yiste'd'y evenin', Brud-' -der Mooch? Sounded like a fight uh twixt a camp meetin' and a cata mount!" 'Dat? Aw, shucks, sah! Dat was on'y de gen'leman from de furniture 'stallment sto', c'lectin' his easy pay mentg.'/^—Judge. /A- ifr vn ^r f-%