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(Stockholm). Alarming Symptom — Ii there’s one thing I want to say to you right now, Hub—Only one? Aren't you well, my dear?—Boston Transcript. | The Alternative—‘I've often won- dered what became of your husband. Did he die or what?” “The latter.”"—Town Topics. Conscientious Scruples—Lawyer | Then I understand that after your hus- band had made over everything to you, you left him, Client— Yes, I couldn't live with a , man who cheats his creditors like that.— Boston Transcript. The Professor—TOMORROW WE TAKE CYANIDE AND ON WEDNESDAY ARSENIC.—Aasper New Style—“I have come to ask you for your daughter's hand.” “Can you profiteer in the style to which she has been accustomed?” Town Topics An Optimistic Bride—“It's quite a secret,” said Maureen, “ but I was mar ried last week to Pat Sullivan.” Jane—Indeed, I should have thought you'd be the last person in the world to marry him “Well, | hope [ am.”"— Houston Post Quarrels Avoided—"I say, old man. doesn’t spending so much time at the club get you in trouble at home?” “On the contrary, dear boy; it keeps me out of it.” —Boston Transcript. Unconcerned — Gaybuck — Did you hear about your wife’s suit? Gayboy—Is she wearing or bringing it? Toren Topics. Pr) When Other Folks Go Wrong I’m kind 0° a forgivin’ cuss When other folks go wrong I never try to make a fuss Or criticize ‘em strong. Because when [ hear folks have run Out of the narrer way I think perhaps I might’ The same if I'd been they lone They both are humans made of clay, The noblest and the wors:, And with reversed conditions they Might find their lives reversed. The worst feel noble now and then And vicey-verse, likewise, And few of us our feller-men Have room to criticize. It’s my idee we all are good And all are bad at heart, And how temptations are withstood Depends upon which part Of us has been developed most, The good side or the bad. So if you're lucky do not boast, But just be thankful, lad. And when a stumblin’ brother calls Don’t turn a scornful gaze; It may be his fault if he falls, But yours if down he stay And when the facts you ponder thus Which shape lives, all along. “Twill make you a forgivin’ cuss When other folks go wrong. —Los Angeles Times. Speaking of Thanksgiving spe “YOU INSOLENT CUR, TAKE CARE! THoucHt Ht MAY NOT LOOK IT, MY HUSBAND IS AS STRONG AS A TURK!” “Ha, wat As A Tork! Sixce THE Treaty?"—Le Rire (Paris)