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ape 44 PROVING IT ON HIM. HALF-DOZEN clubmen were dis- cussing the condition of one of them the morning before at break- fast, the contention being that it was not possible for a man to be in his condition at the breakfast- hour. “ Will you leave it to the waiter?" inquired the man who was prosecuting the case. “Certainly. Call him in.” The waiter was thereupon called in and put upon the stand. “Now, William,” said the prosecutor, “did Mr. Blank take breakfast at your table yesterday morning?” “Yes, sir.” .t what hour?” “ Exactly nine o'clock, sir, by me best watch.” “Was he drunk or sober ?” “I couldn't say, sir.” The defense cheered the testimony, and the prose- cutor smiled. “ Now, William,” he went on, “what did the gentleman say when you asked him how he wished his eggs boiled?” “ He said he wanted them boiled on only one side, PLACING THE BLAME, sir.” Mrs. BkowN—"' So Mrs. Jones is nearly dead from insomnia? What is the cause of it?” ‘Then the prosecution rested and the other fellows Mas. SmiTH (indignantly)—"* Why, her husband is the cause of it. He talks in his sleep, you 3 3 know, and she has to lie awake all night trying to find out what i ying. jing !"" threw up their hands and quit. we piaarron: © | Yo eae in eager endear ‘out what he is saying, poor thing THE MARRIED MAN. H]!S wife now in a passion flies; His tone no love awakes. He speaks about the pumpkin-pies His mother used to make. LADIES” ARE REQUESTED 70 TAKE THEIR SONNETS ODP. A TERRIBLE SUFFERER. Woman— Poor man! you look as if you were half dead from the cold.” i Tramp—"Yes, ma'am; that's what they all tell me.” Woman— How can | al- leviate your sufferings?” Tramp —" By telling me what alleviate means.” ii COULDN'T UNDERSTAND IT. "Rastus (in amazement)—"* Fo’ de lan’ sake! whar am de shanghai dat’s makin’ dat shaddah ?” comicbooks.com