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| Digest of the World’s Humor “That actress looks at least ninety. Do have a look at her through my opera glasses!” “I can't. I have forgotten to put on my rings.’—Le Journal Amusant (Paris). HARLIE was cashier in a bank in a little country town. He had been engaged to May Brown, but, alas, a rift came in the lute! They quarreled. “And please remem» i tearfully haughty tone: back the ring, “that when we meet again we meet as perfect str: es A few days later the fair maid entered the bank to cash a check. Of course, Charlie was on duty. He took the slip of paper, eyed it back and front, and then, ~ in aded instead of counting out the money, handed back the ¢ His time for re had come! “Tm sorry, mada coldly, “but it is inst the rules of the bank for the cashier to cash checks for perfect strange You must find someone in town to identify you!—Chicago Herald. was Madge—I never thought you were the kind of girl who would go in for sports. Marjorie—Neither am IT, but Pm cer- tainly going in for those sport clothes.— New York Sun. * “What made you admit the accident was all your fault? ou know very well the other man was to blame.” “I know he was, but when he got out of his car I saw he was twice as big as 1.” Detroit Free Press There wasn’t any place for the people to go in Neodesha the other for a few Someone accidentally locked the —Altoona (Mo.) Tribune. hours. Mrs. Exe Does your husband remem- her the anniversary of your marriage? Mrs. Wye—-Never: so T remind him of it in January and June and get two presents. Boston Transcript. att “Now, Fretty.” feebly be invalid. “Pm feeling consic this morn nd if you'll h pants I VT get up for no!” an an Ozark ble better nd me my here's mighty nigh bottle of medicine left that 1 paid a dol- lar fi You stay right there in bed till you've took it all!’ —Aansas City Star. sae » you going to take boarders next . indeed, 1 Farmer Corntos- sel. “Not that we need the money, but we want somebody around besides our own family for the mosquitoes to pick on." —Washington Star. Pers Caller—I should like to see your father. Small Boy—You can’t see him now; he is very busy. “Busy, did vou say?” “Yes, he's doing his home-brew work: trying hooch formulas from- my sche chemistry books."—Brooklyn Standard- Union. “Who is the mel y individual?” “A retired head ter.” “Didn't he retire rich?” “Yes. but the people who used to slip him a $10 bill to call them by name when they came in with a party of ts s him on the street now and can’t ever : him. —Birmingham Age-Herald. Reed “How did you like my sermon against a 4 * replied Cactus gambli sked the new minister at Thad bet Three-Finger Crimson “Thi ) that cud be the first) subject Washington Star. dress us on.” at Hemmandhaw—Do you travel much in that old flivver of your Shimmer pate—From « “Goodness! Have vou really to California ins that bes ast Lo coast. from Mai “Oh. T mean PE eoast down one hill and then T tow it to another one and then coast again.” —Foungstown Telegram. ttt “Hey. there!” yelled Gap Johnson of Rumpus Ridg ist. “Head them inferna will vo The olive branches whom Mr. Johiison had been pursuing ducked ont of the t road and into the brush with yells « derision. “What's the matter?” asked the stran- ger. coming up. “Did you intend to punish them?” Not. presizely. Their) Aunt) Lyddy from over at Tenderhook e this evening. She always wants to ki wching motor children off, children for some reason or nuther, me and wife sorter aimed to get “em scrubbed up for the anecdote, Lyddy's got right smart of money, and mought let loose of some of it if she felt she was properly entertained.” —AKansas City Star. “You mustn't stand there and sing!” “Thanks, constable; you are the first man who has admitted that I can sing.” —Kasper (Stockholm). 20 comicbooks.com