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| way- |__FAF FARERS_ Wouldn't Take a Dare—“So you advise me to go and work on a farm asked the tramp at the back door. Advise you?” said the man of the house. “I dare you onkers States- To Make Sure—Tramp—lIs it here where you are offering a reward for a lost dog? Houscholder—Yes, Tm offering ten shillings. Have you any news of my Ouch!—"Did you do your duty on the tented field when we were at war?” asked the Woman of the House. “Yessim.” replied the Hobo, “I sure did, | worked for a circus all last year.” —Cincinnati Enquirer. That's AU—Busy House Well, what do you want—speak quick ! ungry Hobo—An automobile, a flyin’ machine, a rich wife, a brand a steam yacht, private car, hh with a cup Pittsburgh Press. Embarrassing Situation—"I thought you were opposed to work,” said Meandering Mike. “IT am,” answered Plodding — Pete. “But it's got so two or three honest loafers can't get together an’ stroll through the highways without bein’ mistook fur an I. W. W. parady Washington Star, Her Gifts tt lade Dem skilte fra ‘Absolut. Hun ruinerer mig fuld- staendig. For nylig hun skaenket mig det femte Par Tvillinger.” “Do you really intend to divorce your wife?” “[ must! She's ruinous! She has given me her fourth pair of twins Klods Hans (Copenhagen) Forbidden Thing (The Supre the latter is The League Be my glove at him! ney Bulletin, Comforted — Mrs, Cassidy — Norah Maguire is takin’ on awful! Her hus- band’s got three years, but he can get wan off for good. behavior. Mrs. O'Brien—Tell her to rest aisy. Sure, an’ he never behaves himseli— Edinburg Scotsman. Explained—“Why, Pat,” said a vis- itor to one of Ireland’s ‘beauty spots, here used to be two windmills here. “1 1." was the reply, “they took one lave more wind for t'other."—London Tit-Bits. 2 Council.—Cabl And darned if I know what I can do about it except throw Pat's Discovery—Strolling along the quays of New York harbor, an Irish- man came across the wooden barricade which is placed around the inclosure where immigrants suspected of suffer- ing from contagious diseases are iso- ated. Phwat’s this boarding for?” quired of a bystander. “Oh,” was the reply, “that's to keep out er and things like that, you know.” “Indade!” said Pat. “Oi've often heard of the Board of Health, but, bejabers, it’s the first time Oi've seen it!"—Lon- don Tit-Bits. he in- Not the Only One—“Is your hus ha xed salary ?” not fixed exactly to '—Buffalo Express. our likin,