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COUNTRY COMFORTS. Farmer Girrins—" Ain't your face changed I don't remember that ‘ . ‘Transtent Guest CAUSE FOR ANXIETY. Oup Mr. Fotsom—“I was over to Cua- berry's to-day, and they have received a letter from the college president telling ‘em that Jim, whois in the college, has certainly got the divine afflatus, or suthin’ like that.” Otp Mrs. Fotsom—“ You don’t say! Is the family worried any?” HIS INTENTION. Younc tapy—“ And do you come down the same way you go up, Mr. Sandbag?” Batoonist—“ No, miss; I try to come down feet first.” UNAPPRECIATED. Mrs. QuILTY (who has presented Quilty with a pair of ear-muffs) —*‘Hov yez thim on yez, John?” Mk. Quitty—" Oi hov, Kathie ; but th’ felly thot sould yez thim roatee.. “My friend, I've just washed. That's an icicle.” JUDGE'S ANNUAL. AN U Conpucror: Uncte Start my grip an’ turned in. some sence last night? My , 7 T Cn AN INTERRUPTION. Tue PARsoN—"' And you, Elvira, prom "— Durstin—"* Hold on, there! Just because you are marrying us you've got no call to be so almighty familiar. This is Miss Williams so far, and don’t yon forget it.’ ‘CONSCIOUS JISANCE. stopped this train?” didnt, boss. I ain't moved sence I hung up IT SUPPORTED HIM. “You hav vagrant,” trate. “You have no visible means of support,” replied the judge. “What's the matter with this crutch?” no right to send me up asa said a lame beggar to a magis- YEARS AGO. “See that ragged fellow over there? Well, some years ago, I saw him in the park in his own carriage.” “You don’t mean it?” “Yes; Ido. He was a baby then and his nurse was wheeling him.” QUALIFYING A JEST. Miss Benrow—“‘ It’s been a standing joke between Tom and my- self, Molly, to see that clumsy Mr. Eakins following you around.” He hasn't Miss Tkenecar—"'It's a sitting one with me, dear. specs chated yez. been on his feet for ten seconds at a time all the afternoon.” Sorra th’ t'ing Oi kin see!” comicbooks.com