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uae IT WORKED THE WRONG WAY, A MIND-CURE, N ATTACK of hic- coughs had consider- ably aggravated Mr. Twil- lers’s natural irritability. “Can't ye do some- thing to help me out of this?” he asked indignant- ly. “Dye want to see me hiccough myself out of existence ? I s'pose ye think it would be funny to think of my wrestling with a harp anda pair of wings and the hiccoughs all at once, don’t ye? I spose ye "— but here an- other spasm caught him. “What can I do?” she asked pleadingly. “I can't hold your breath for you and count nine, you But ye cart scare me, can't ye? Ye can holler ‘Boo! in my ear when I'm not expect ing it, or something like that.” “Mr. Twillers,” she answered freezingly, “1 am surprised at you. The idea of my engaging in any such nonsense is sufficiently absurd to be worthy of yous? I have something more important ‘than boo" to say to you,” “Eh?” “T will have to.have a new wrap this winter "— “What's that?” “And, while it is alittle more expensive to start with, I have decided that sealskio will“ be the most economical in the end. * Sar to- morrow you can give me a chequ Mary — are you insane? W this mean?” She looked.at him in silence for a moment and then said, “Your hiccoughs are one, aren't they, dear?” “Why — er —yes; come to think of it, I be- lieve they are.” “I thought,” she sighed, “that if anything would scare you that would.” OUT WEST. NVY no man his great © What kind of a hair-cut d'ye call this?" memory; he must Whi, this is the xenuine anti-cyclone corkscrew style. : : All you have to do is to screw your hat on and it‘Inever blow femember much that he Aly would rather forget. HIS NEW DODGE. Scueainc Raccepy —"' Say, madam, I'm not beggin’. [ can't beg, fer if Ido I lose de bet. i'm walkin’ from Chicago to New York on a wager fer t'ree million dollars, an’ I can't, beg, borry or lend a cent, but yer bet yer sweet life dose dat help me widout askin’ enny questions, I won't fergit ‘em !” : He got all he didn’t ask for. SOME CHILDREN’S. SAYINGS. Edna (admiringly; to the bride)—Oh, Aunt Alice, how nice and clean: you look!" Rachel (angrily, to nurse)—" I'l pay you out, miss. "1 won't wipe my nose again all day.” Edgar —" The laundryman is going to bring his mother back from China with him.” Margy—"His mother? Well, 1 never heard of a lady-Chinaman before.” Jojo —" We won't have any mice when - we move into’ our new house because it's got ~ a trap-door.” Mamma —"It seems:to. me,. Jabiny, that the: earlier + you. gg. to ‘bed the'later you get up in the morning.” Johnny wonder, mamma, “1 must make it upat one-end or the other, you know.” dolis.are sick. One of them ~hassa low temperature add \'the-other has a bad spirit.” I shouldn't | Nannie —sBoth of my The | tween 3 hoine of thinks o aging € lowed ir to.morr = How | going to story ¢a about ar Cook! pore ju For bot Smar marry t Simpso before, virtues —Shef Pate | Allven ante comicbooks.com