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ude HIS MALADY. H, TELL me, doctor!” exclaimed the patient's wife in great agitation ; “ what is the matter with my husband? He left home but a short time ago, apparently in perfect health, and a little later burst in and began rushing around through the house like a madman, pulling this article down, tearing up that one and overturning the other; trying to pack one thing after another into bundles, or thrusting them into anything that would serve as a receptacle. When I strove to find out the cause for his peculiar actions he answered me in incoherent ejaculations, and finally began jab- bering out a lot of outlandish words—names of places I have never heard of, interspersed with mentions of vast sums of money and all sorts of nonsensical plans. Then suddenly he threw up his hands and fell down insensible, and has been delirious ever since.” “Calm yourself, my dear madam,” replied the wise old physician soothingly. “Your husband is Klondiked. His mind will resume its normal sway as soon as he finds out that he cannot borrow the five hundred dollars necessary for the purchase of an outfit. In the meantime I will administer this opiate, and when he awakes and has visited his friends he will soon be himself again.” Tou ». Morcan. Ye he, GI Ze Wi Yu —— NOTHING MUCH TO DO. Thar's nuthin’ much ter do, yer see— Nuthin’ much ter do. Th shingles mostly off th’ barn An’ let th’ rain right through. ‘Thar ain't no use o' stowin’ hay Right whar ‘twill mildew every day. "Twould be good labor throwed away— ‘Thar's nuthin’ much ter do. Z// Thar's nuthin’ much ter do, by gee !— Nuthin’ much ter do. ‘Th’ fences all down ia th’ lot An’ let th’ cows right through. Thar hain’t no use o' sowing wheat Th’ neighbors’ cattle fer to eat. T'd sooner sit an’ rest my feet— Thar's nuthin’ much ter do. WASN'T LOOKING FOR FEATHERS. se] F THE patient gets well it will be another feather in your cap, doctor.” —-= “ Nonsense,” replied the modest physician ; “I've got AT EIGHTY DEGREES BELOW ZERO all the feathers I wish" First Kionpike miner—* What are you thinking of, Bill?’ Secoxp Kionpike ixex—"* Why, I was thinking I'never knew what ‘cold cash’ meant before.” WORKING FOR ANOTHER PIECE. ++ NOW, Robbie,” said mamma just before the company sat down to dinner, “remember, you must not ask for more pie.” Robbie didn’t; but he finished his first piece with much promptness, took a long breath, and addressed himself very audibly to the guest at his right. f “Ain't that dandy pie?” he asked. GETTING AN INSIGHT. ham! vat f a dot glock, Tke BRE otha eal oy a SHE COULD TAKE THEM FOR A WHILE, ikav—""{ yusht heard’ Mr, Isaacs say dot time vas money, Mx. Guzzi (who hasn't been really sober for years)—"* If L only had a wife like that it und I'm lookin’ fer der money.” would save me a lot of worry.” comicbooks.com