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Digest of the World’s Humor Praise These Fellows Hotel Porter (oxy tip) Ope you'll ‘ave a comfortable journey, sir. Scot—Ver sorr, laddic, but T° gien, ma sma’ change to the chamber- maid. “She tole me you didn't give her any thing.” bs . if T did’na gie yon bonnie lassic thing, what sort of chance do oye ‘think you've got?*—London Opinion. eee Mrs. Youngiride— Wow is it ¢ are so much higher than they were? Grocer he hens aren't) laying so man You see there are quite Boston I Scheer a bit, 4 For Oscar Spry. He plays without An alibi. He'll lose a match And when it’s done, Will never say He should have won, -Detroit Free Press. Come, whoc For Hiram 3 He never says: “T told you so.” He does not | Of things he's done— Nor of how many Games he's won. Hastings (Neb.) Tribune. And save some praise Por Charley Rock, Who doesn’t beef And s to knock He does not shout, “That guy's to blame!” —Whig-Journal (Quiney, M. Let praise resound For Abner Robb, Who's always found Right on the job. It's not his way To make excuse, she say: “Tt ain’t no use.” Canton Daily News. t this time of the year. Transcript. ‘I ers!" London Weekly abl switt thire rT th: N AMERICAN, newly arrived, went SV into a London teashop, took his seat. and waited. Presently a bright- waitress approached him and asked an I take your order “Yes. ‘Two boiled word.” le waitress brought the eggs, and $s moving on when the Americ id: ay! What about the kind word? The waitress leaned ov ds whis- pered, “Don’t eat the eggs.”"—Tit Bits (London) V JHILE infilt tnaesth and th lution i (with dis Ix the anwsthetic struck my fi Intern (cheerfully) —Oh, t ght, your face won't hurt you now. Journal of the American Medical Association, eye and a kind Peet ting a finger with a tie the needle slipped WO famous actors were playing golf. : stroke proclaimed the fact ices at the game, Several fair-sized bits of turf had been and when one unustually from its native soil ot of ing caddies turned to the tee nel whispere Did yer tell me understand your husband isn't actors, to test Your suit: for . the way he's always There never was any fun quarrel with him because he wouldn't talk Detroit Free Press. ‘elegraph. ass Do you say I stole th “Yi Tom,” admitted the other, with No i i rology. been. Tom, “all T can. say a8 “Who is that man who wants to see one ked Mr. Wadleigh. : ys you and he used to go in ing together when you were n't say that. hen what do you say?" “Well. Tsay that if you t hadn't helped me look for it 1 might have found it. Pearson's Weelly (London). He has prob- Tin still in the vo under for the Birmingham Age- “Ah! T fear a touch. Iy come to tell me th: ind he’s about te de last time.” remarked exercises a mighty: retinin’ erald. et fight as much as. they \ warning from the at tourists are being ged. Maybe the hospitable just want to make the visitors feel ome. Nashville Southern” Lumbernan. ting. But it ain't considered etiquet draw a gun owded street’ without hollerin® Washington Star. “Why are those two fighting?” About Mrs. Anderson!” What, jealousy?” The one above married her recently on the advice of the other Kasper (Stockholm). 24