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138 BUTTERFLIES. (Lines to Frou-Frou, upon Nov meeting her at the exhibition of lepideptera.) IMPROVIDENT HABITS. 66] SEE that you pay cash for your lunches,” remarked Tillinghast to Winebiddle as the two left the help- yourself dining- rooms, where they regularly took a bite at noon, . "Yes," was the reply.“ They won't give credit, will they?” “1 wasn't thinking of credit, but they will séll you a ticket for one dollar and seventy-five cents that will entitle you to two dollars’ worth of eatables. That gives you a profit of twenty-five cents on an in- vestment of one dollar and seventy. five cents, which is a very large per- centage. Why don’t you buy tick- ets and save money ?” “Oh, [don’t know, I suppose it is easier to pay out twenty or twenty-five cents than one dollar and fifty cents.” “Well, that is an exemplifica- tion of the American habit of im- providence. People who do not save money when they can, never will save any. I was never so much LiF | Wiz Mh T WEAR If OUT. INDIGNANT CUSTOMER — "* Just look and see what the -storm has done to this hat you sold me and told me first I couldn't wear out !" ude ROU-FROU, where now your flutterings? Not here! And yet, these airy things, As you have fancies, they have wings. You'd be in place With all this lightsomeness and grace. Ah, Frou-Frou ! as a butterfly, These specimens you would outvie. Only, all capture you defy. Not of their class, You are a papillon qui passe. Bat my collection, all mine own, Enshrines Frou-Frou, though she be flown : In memory she charms alone My subtle senses With all her myriad moods and tenses. MRNRY TYRRELL HE GOT ON WITH MOMMER. _, Miss Ricitrup —" Now, Mr. Fox, I will introduce you to mommer. She will immediately tell you of her intimacy with the wife of Senator Geldt ; also of the sterling friendship existing between herself and Ambassador Naleyard’s wife, Now, I want to warn "—— Jack Fox—" Have no fear of me, Ethel. I'll tell your mamma that Senstor Geldt's and Ambassador Naleyard’s wives are in dead luck to know her. impressed with the value of small savings as when I read, the other day, in a newspaper that the Stand- ard oil company found out that it could save ever- so-many thousand dollars a year by putting six hoops on its oil-barrels instead of eight.” “Oh, that’s nothing. | know a concern in this town which has an immense busi- ness and a vast correspond- ence. The manager figured out one day ‘that it would save the firm about five thousand dollars a year in ink if the clerks were to use fine-pointed pens instead of stubs.’ So the order went forth and stub- pens were banished from the counting- OOM.” witisau wenRy sivireR, TO BE SUR MMER maiden’s let- M* ter So sparkling and so bright, So full cf bubble, foam and fizz, So frothy and so light, That as I eagerly peruse It o'er and o'er again T feel convinced that she must Conn —"* Vat's der madder mit you? Didn't T tell you you use couldn't vear it oudt ?" A soda-fountain pen. cw. HIS FIRST TIME UNDER FIRE. De STARR —"' It was my first en- gagement. The roar from the front was horribly new to me. Our assail- ants, who outnumbered us twenty to one, were yelling like fiends and their supply of ammunition seemed unlim- ited, Shells were bursting all ‘round me. I was struck several times. My company, which had stood by me gal- lantly till now, turned and fled. It was more than flesh and blood could en- dure. The "— COLONEL. BLUDSOE. (deeply inter- ested)—"* What battle did you say it was?" De Starr (scornfully) — “* Who said anything about a battle? I was describing my first appearance as Hamlet.” BELLES AND BELLS. [F ON theic ankles maids will wear bangles, As fashion's latest edict shows, The next new wrinkle will be the tinkle Of bells upon their charming toes. ra NATURALLY. +* GEORGE WASHINGTON'S opinion always carried great weight,” remarked the philosopher. No one making any reply to this, he went on as follows : “ That is not strange, however, seeing that a single syllable of his name was a whole ton,” A BOXING “MATCH,” Atlantic Locatio We | Count ¢ in his a —Roch Asa trouble; and for BOKE “Su asks ar be so m —Wes Ang gert in private made i oo man?" articles press. Api Imper itis fit B comicbooks:c